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 |
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