So I started this summer with 2 "summer plans" in mind. Sometime after etdPOP'09, I fell hard for the rave scene. It's god fucking awesome. But I also wanted to run for Chinese Association Board. Board was something I've wanted to do for a while now, and giving up on it at this point is just weak. So I did what any gutsy, fun loving, slightly hysterical college student would do, try for both.
Of course it didn't work well.
But the way I planned my summer, I was going to go and spend 3 weeks in NorCal partying it up, then fly back down to SoCal to run for Board. Finally, take that week's opportunity to also move the hell out of VDC. If I made Board, I would stay in SoCal right up until I leave. If not, then I'd go back to NorCal and continue my partyboy lifestyle. Of course that carries past England as well. If I made Board, I would have to abandon the scene for the year, and keep partying to a minimum.
Here's the general fallout of things.
NorCal: 3 continuous weeks of partying achieved. I hit up 2 more raves. They were equally fantastic. I was hella sad that I had to leave. It was truly a tragic moment.
SoCal: ...hates me. The moment I got back, I got fucking sick. Fever status and bedridden for 3 days. I swear I slept for 19 hours one day, it was nuts. Went to Board interview with a temperature. Obviously didn't make. Then I spent days of boredom just sitting around doing diddly squat.
Needless to say, now I'm back. And damn it, if I'm not gonna make this week fucking awesome, I don't know what I'm gonna do.
And the wind brought Clive @ 1:34 PM
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Thursday, July 23, 2009 |
Fml. This has been a pretty shitty week. MOre updates when I get back to NorCal. Stay tuned, kiddies. No Pedo.
And the wind brought Clive @ 6:15 PM
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Tuesday, July 14, 2009 |
It's hard to get things like this out. I know I'm cutting out. I can't do this to myself anymore. Everyone's been telling me all the cliche lines. I know they're all bullshit, but they all have some kind of truth to them. "You should be with someone that loves themselves first," "You need someone who actually cares," "You should be with someone who knows what they're doing," etc. Sure, yea, okay.
I care too much. I know there's someone else out there for me, and I'm looking forward to meeting him or her when the time's right. Maybe that time is sooner than I'd hope.
And the wind brought Clive @ 5:49 PM
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Sunday, July 05, 2009 |
Everything has to be so hard, huh? Of course I don't understand, no one explains jack shit to me. At least let us care. You're an idiot.
I don't care that you probably don't remember anything you said to me. Hell, I'm betting you seriously don't remember. It doesn't matter. I remember. And for fucks sake, if you're gonna get your act together, mean it. I'm sure you'll get it one of these days. Fuck.
I have the worst life when it comes to shit like this.
...in other news, I've been going almost nonstop since I got back to NorCal. This is the first 2 day break I've taken, and even on a break day, I'm doing unlimited Arcade night tonight at Golfland. Win.
And the wind brought Clive @ 5:56 PM
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Wednesday, July 01, 2009 |
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