3.30.2003

it's funny what a month can do to you. it seems so short, and in the grand scheme of things, it's really a short period of time, but when you think about it, a month can be life-changing. that's the cliché word of the month i'm using. it's true.

february ended so horribly for me. in short, february was four weeks of stupid crap i should never have paid attention to, let alone give in to so many things that i would later regret. i didn't like february all that much. the only thing i remember was smiling during valentine's day, and that was the only time i ever really smiled because i felt good about everything. then a few days later, everything returned back to "normal," where you would usually find me alone and lonely and disjointed from the rest of the world, moreso than usual. i talked about wanting to die. now that i look back at it, it felt so stupid and selfish to want something like that... but in the end of it all, there were people who stood by me steadfast, all of whom helped me out a lot.

and now, it's the end of march, and it's been such a crazy trip. the beginning of march made me realize that things could only get better, and that things are only going to get more and more absurd by the time i'm out of this institution. i was having a great time -- i still am, mind you -- with new people, new things happening. it was like that feeling of the first day of school or that one time mid-semester when i fell in love with this campus. everything was going just right, with school and with friends and with people and with life in general.

the road trips were awesome. los angeles was a nice reminder of home, considering the day we got there was my mother's birthday. it was nice to celebrate it with family. the rest of the time was a different story: everyone prettty much got drunk the first night we were there, then stanfurd band came to party the next night, then u$c sucks ass... it was an amazing time, with a nice big chunk of us getting to know each other that much better. it was kinda weird hanging out with mostly fourth years, but it gave me a new viewpoint to work with, that i'm gonna have fun with people i know aren't going to be here next year. it's kinda sad to think about it like that, but you just have to accept that fact.

oklahoma was... well, read below. suffice to say oklahoma city wasn't as fun as los angeles, but there were still good times.

and then, spring break. nobody ever told me that spring break could be so monotonous... it had its high points, like going to san francisco to meet up with old friends, or hanging out with kim for a day, or going to that one house in rockridge for a nice little get-together (i, in fact, was the youngest one there), or spending time with that one person... then there was the rest of it all, like waiting for something to happen or moving stuff in the room to make way for the new windows being installed, and dawdling in the room until i got bored out of my mind. i can honestly say that i've read every magazine in the living room downstairs, including ladies home journal and cosmopolitan. you never really realize how ingenious you can be until you're bored to death. i wrote so much in my journal.

now, it's sunday, and i'm just pretty much waiting for my laundry to get done. i've studied my butt off, i've practiced here and there, and school is a mere twenty-four hours away. my two other roommates should be getting back soon. i still need to plan what i'm going to do tomorrow, since i have a presentation on friday and a midterm to take this coming week. when i said things could only get better, they did, and i'm really glad that march turned out to be one of the most awesome months i've lived so far during my college career (all one and a half semesters of it!).

march was fun. now april... busy, busy april... let's hope it stays.

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