migblog

i'm back at cal, woot woot. there's a total of about twelve or thirteen people here right now (who are staying for good, mind you!) so it's not as all as empty as it was like during the stanfurd game. there's been a lot of people apparently who live in the area who just go back home after some shb's. i'm back from like, anaheim. which was nice for a few days, and the last week, but never more of the same thing for more than three days.

the next semester starts. it's scary just thinking about it. i mean, new classes, new friends, new experiences -- to start things off we have this ski trip, and to cap things off we have that china trip. who knows what's going to happen in the in-between. there's the possibility of me falling in love again or finding another bestest best friend or having a doozy trying to keep my schedule balanced. (i mean, seventeen-nineteen units? can i really handle it?) i know i'm going to have the time of my life, though. i can feel it. it's when the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end whenever i pull up my schedule on bearfacts and i get kinda giddy in my chair. i can't help it. i'm starting to actually partake in what i want to partake in, whatever that mey end up being.

it's nice up here. the weather's perfect, not too cold, not hot at all. just like last time. the weather's the only thing constant that'll try to ground me for the onslaught of next semester. i start buying books tomorrow, and in about a week after that, i'll be in a classroom with thirteen other people learning the nuances of the portuguese language, and then a few hours later begin the textual analysis of spanish literary dialect. then a lecture on the brain, mind, and behavior, and that night, start practicing on the oboe and playing what we will ultimately perform in china. surreality sets in, and i love it.

please visit the ricebowljournals link on the sidebar, i'd really appreciate it. plus, feel free to leave comments on the entries themselves, sign the guestbook and the tagboard, and give me some suggestions as to what we can add to make wolfman's nickname humongously long so that we can someday publish it in a book entitled, the nickname of brian wolf: because my name is wolf. it'll be a bestseller, i promise.

co-comms in a few days. here's crossing my fingers and hoping for the best.

posted by Open Source Food @ 9:39 PM