So basically,

It’s so frustrating when people are so willing to say “I give up on humanity” as a result of the Boston explosions. 

Giving up on humanity only adds fuel to this raging fire of violence. 

Every day I lean more and more towards taking a gap year. I just want to travel the world before I have to care about med school and actual life. 

No one bothers to really blog on Tumblr anymore, but at this time of the year I like to get really nostalgic and look through my archives. I’ve had a tumblr since my freshman year, and can remember my thoughts whenever I posted some melodramatic rant about some insignificant high school revelation.

But here’s to 2012, and to reminiscing on by far the craziest year of my life so far… and of course it’s only the beginning. 

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I love everything about this place. I love the girls on my floor. I love the weather. I love NOT having to sit in a classroom for 6 hours straight. I love the weekends. I love the beach. I love the beautiful people. I seriously love everything. 

96% on both my Fem and Dance midterm, so I’m rewarding myself by saying a big fat “Peace Out” to Santa Barbara this weekend. I’m not as pumped about my dance grade, because literally every answer on the midterm was “all of the above” and the two questions I missed were probably the ones were I didn’t choose that. But whatever, I’m proud that I just might not get on academic probation my first quarter here at UCSB. SUCK IT HATERSSSS. 

As much as I love it here, I absolutely cannot wait to be in norcal this weekend. The culture and the overall vibe is just completely different from here, it’s home. Granted I am going to San Francisco, which in itself has a culture incomparable to anywhere else, but it’s still norcal and I won’t be burned at the stake for saying “hella”. I need a break from this place, because honestly, it’s never good to have too much of a good amazing thing. Aaaand it’s true, I’m burnt out. Recovering from Halloween and Midterms is just impossible to do, so thank you life for this three day weekend. Thank you for giving me a weekend to get my mind off the shit-show called my life here in SB. Thank you for giving me an escape in San Francisco.

Never thought I would need an escape from paradise, especially to a place completely opposite from my new home. 

College dude. Wake up, class, eat, study, class, study, homework, eat, homework, lab, homework, sleep. And repeat till the weekend, and wait for havoc. 

Ok. I’m leaving for Santa Barbara in 45 minutes. I haven’t changed out of my pj’s and I’m still sitting in bed. I thought I would be more excited, but honestly I’m freaking the fuck out. Mostly because I almost to forgot my pants, until I walked by a big ass bag and was like “what the hell is in here?” after we packed up the car… Like, what else am I going to forget?

I just really love my bed.

Sometimes I get all depressed because all of my friends have been gone for a good month now. Then I realize, good things come to those who wait. And an AMAZING thing is waiting for me. 

I’m ready to twerk it and work it. 

My plans for the weekend.

Getting ratchet, then getting cute, then getting started with cleaning up and packing my room. 

Numb it, for 14 days more at least, bitch. 

I hate the night, because that’s when I miss you the most. I miss how being with you was the last thing I did before I went to bed. I miss talking to you about everything and nothing. I miss making fun of how white you are and I miss making you be the girl whenever we cuddled. I miss how you would annoy me. I miss how you could easily make me laugh. I miss how you could easily make me cry. I miss your nigga lips. I miss your perfect arms. I miss your stubby fingers, and I miss holding your hand. I miss driving around Elk Grove, only to end up back at my house. I miss watching Chopped with you until you had to go home. I miss how whenever you called me, you answered with “hello” and didn’t say anything afterwards. I miss answering the door and seeing you there. I miss having you make me CDs. I miss your “singing”. I miss your fake crying. I miss pinching your nose. I miss your beard! I miss your weird laugh. I miss our inside jokes. I miss getting boba with you. I miss trying new food with you. I miss getting mad at you for no reason. I miss how you would still stick around. I literally miss everything about you. I miss my best friend. 

Holla at all the NorCal kids who are upset because we haven’t gotten our room assignments yet. 

As much as I want to be in SB already, I’m going to miss all of the comforts of home. Lol, just kidding, going to college with my best friend is probably the best feeling ever. Especially since she’s off campus, so we won’t be the antisocial best friends. 

But still, I WANT MY ROOM ASSIGNMENT!

Patience is a virtue. My time will come… IN FUCKING 26 DAYS!

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