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| The Daily GrindIt's those moments in life where you've reached the ceiling and you want need more room. Those moments in life where the status quo has become your life. The daily grind is getting to me. "Already?" you say. Yeah and it's scaring me that it's come so soon. Agh. My brain is throbbing. From doing all the stupid shit for something that I don't believe in. Because it doesn't seem like anything I'm doing is worthwhile and maybe it never was worthwhile at all. From summer school to work. I can't commit 100% and it feels terrible to half-ass your way through life. But what happens when you're not enjoying it anymore? The point is: I hate summer school. I hate questioning whether or not what you're doing in life is worth it. Why am I even pondering this so hard? Why should I do something when in the end the results only mean putting in thrice the effort only to get back negative 10? Grah. Pointless.
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| Hello. This is me. No longer a freshman. It's been a year now. Or 10 months to be exact, of adjusting to new--places, faces, classes. It's been long. It's been great. I've gone so far, but still have so far to go.
We all do. So. Moving out this Saturday back to Oceanside, though my mind and heart still hasn't checked out. I'll miss that life terribly. I have an apartment now, back in Irvine. Grown-up status, aye? Tell me about it. Come crash sometime. We'll have fun.
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| "Time after time."So it's late, I had Jasmine green milk tea, and a one hour nap. I've had a hell of a week. From escaping through my second story window from my room mate's bipolar ex-boyfriend, to Spop reunion, to Sierra banquet, and the sobfest that ensued. I can't believe that it's coming to a close. But I hate to think of it that way and I really hope that I keep in contact with the 53 other amazing individuals that I've met, gotten close to, shared stupid moments with, cried with, laughed with, despised, loved, and become "family" with. It's so cheesy and I won't deny any bit of that part, but it was amazing. It really was.
I will miss it. But I will look back with a smile.
I don't know what's ahead, but at least I'm smiling.
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| What's left?Idols and Idle are what I have to live for.
It's always difficult. Always a never ending battle. Having some person make a comment because of her ignorance...that just irks. But I can't let the petty shit get to me when I know that somehow, some way there is always a solution. Always. Amongst the battle.
Then the love life. What can I say? I deny it to myself. I just can't help it. Plus I can't take him seriously. Or maybe it's just me not letting myself go. I should just be a nicer person, I guess that's really it.
Let's go team Edna. | | |
| Music therapyThank god for Jack Johnson.
Thank god for sub woofers.
Thank god for guidance.
Thank god for REM sleep.
Thank god for a lot of things.
I'm not religious.
Just thankful.
Just, don't really know how to put words to my thoughts.
And the beat goes on... | | |
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