August 2012
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No packing. I will only take my will to survive.
Tomorrow is my last full day.
I don’t even know what to think about this. I guess I should pack or something.
Or cry.
You know. Whatever.
More bounce in California
I’ve been flying through my California ”bucket list”.
Berkeley with Jane and Arianna
San Francisco with SuBags, Davila, Rix, and Ale
Oakland Zoo with Kate
Santa Cruz with the family
Its been a fun past couple of days. :) I wish I took more pictures.
When you are supposed to move out in one week.
And your apartment isn’t going to be ready until two weeks.
And you don’t really know what to do.
Today I
Found a pay check I never cashed. I am now less poor.
Went through all of my likes. I giggled.
At a Bookstore..
Me: Hey, do you know my grandpa: Joe Hill?
Clerk: Yeah. I know Joe.
Other Clerk: We aaaallllllllllllll know Joe.
I guess this isn't funny unless you know my grandfather. But I do. And I want to remember this.
10 Days
How did I get so old. It’s depressing. In the time it took me to get here, the same amount of time will pass and I’ll probably be raising kids and wondering where the time went. That is sad.
And literally have $12 in my bank account.
On the plus side I decided to practice drawing so I can not look super armature if I get into my class.
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It is so sad to see this 8 year old girl at camp have these thoughts about dying and hell and wishing she were there and to have her parents not give a single shit about her. She is wonderful during those happy moments and it’s like she suddenly remembers how miserable she is and shuts down and tells me she wishes she was dead, that she dreams about it. What sort of fucked up person just...
I learned to make fried rice today. And I went to a fireworks baseball game. Two of my favorite things in one day. God Bless America.
I’ve been swimming these past couple of days. It’s nice to get back in the water but I honestly wish it wasn’t at the plunge. It’s crowded and I smell like chlorine and my hair is being slowly murdered. And then I go home and watch the Olympic swimmers and try to figure out how they do things. But mostly I just look at them.
And I’m still poor.
