TRY TO FIND ME ON CAMPUS.

i dare you to. i’ll even buy you a cookie if you do.

(this is me trying to isolate myself and concentrate on my studies. obviously, since I’m writing this post, it’s not going too well.)

June

we’re already here?

sigh, I feel so old.

just woke up all groggy and gross

CARDIO???

I am taking refuge in the library after a *SURPRISE!* thunderstorm just drenched me on the 200 ft stretch between the library and the physics building.

It was actually really funny because right at 5:59, I was running there from the library to turn in my paper, and I saw maybe about 15 others from my class running in the same direction as we all rushed to get our papers in on time. It was freaking epic. It was like LOTR/end of the world epic. Lawl, dartmouth students.

and then when I was leaving, I opened the door to find it pouring outside, stared for a couple moments and just let it close in front of me in disbelief. As I opened it again, the guy behind me said, “Happy running.”

Then I ran like a madman to the side door of the library, getting utterly soaked on the way. And now I’m just going to wait here until the storm dies down.

Heh, so much for the gym today.

dear 12s, and all my good friends,

I have many things to thank you for. All the memories, and all the love you’ve shown me this year and years past.

Unfortunately, I’m really bad at expressing myself in person - especially in public - without coming off seeming unnatural and forced. I’m really bad at the whole goodbye thing, and I’m afraid of either being too distant and unemotional, or being overly sentimental and losing it. And as you know, I don’t know how to deal with crying.

But this post isn’t about me. It’s about all of you, my dear friends. I love all of you so much. I take you all for granted at times, and sometimes I even forget about you, but you guys always remember me. I am truly thankful that God has placed you all within my life, and shown His love through all of you to me. It has been an honor and a blessing to have gotten to know you guys. I know that I wouldn’t have gotten through my depression, my academic stress, my insecurities, and my silly love struggles without your help. You’re family to me.

Most of our time together was unmemorable. Most of it will simply be forgotten. But we all share those few moments, those little nuggets of memories that defined the time that we spent together. No matter how small those memories were, I’ll treasure them for the rest of my life.

And I’m not saying that these memories have to end. Of course not. Many of you I’ll still be seeing over the next year to two years. For you graduates, I’ll be seeing you when you come and visit, or when I plan to crash your pad when I have nowhere else to stay in town. (And, by the way, you’re always welcome to crash my place if you’re ever in LA). We still have the rest of our lives to make memories, even if our time together is short.

What I wish for you to do, though, is to keep making those memories. Even without me, or anyone else from school. Because those memories are like little photographs making up a mental scrapbook of sorts, and when you’re older, you’ll look back and remember all the important times you’ve shared with others. You’ll be able to start seeing the impact that you have made on other people’s lives, as well as their impact on your own.

Let’s keep making new memories, guys. And also, thanks.

Thanks for all the memories.

I KO’d somewhere around 3 last night. I only intended for it to be a nap, but I ended up sleeping for about 6 hours, until S, chair of Agape himself, called me in for duty.

And now I’m screwed because I haven’t finished my report, and I have to meet with my lab group later.

I don’t like tumblr.

tumblr is addictive.

tumblr wastes my time late at night when I have to write a stupid lab report.

tumblr, bad.

also, bad tighe for procastinating.

why

why would you ever like a status that said

”____ is now single.”

or

“My dog just died.”

or

“I just found out that I gained five pounds.”

Do you like relishing in other people’s misery???

You people disgust me.

vivid dream

I took a nap between my 9L and 2. Okay, it was a long nap - like 2 hours at least. But my dream was crazy. It was really scary.

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I was at a graduation sort of formal event at a place similar to dartmouth. there were white building, a bell tower, and a large museum with steps going up to it.

Every so often, the bell tower would give off an alarm type sound, but since nothing happened when it went off, everyone just ignored it. When it went off for the third or fourth time though, most people just ignored it, until one girl screamed, “No! Look!” She pointed at the sky, where a plane was approaching us carrying a large white metallic ball.

Then, everyone went hysterical. We all scrambled to get inside a building. I remember quickly looking around, and I chose to go into the museum, where a lot of other people seemed to go too.

I ran around the back and made my way through a back door along with crowds of other people. Then I ran through halls and corridors, going down more and more steps, following the crowd as it gradually dispersed and people went their own directions. Eventually, it was just me following this police officer into a stairwell which he had to use his card key to access.

We went down the long staircase and went through more corridors and hallways and stairs. By the time we made it to somewhere near the bottom, the rooms were poorly lit, and the walls were made of concrete - very industrial looking.

We ran along a catwalk when we ran into 5 others - who also just got there and were panting to catch their breaths. When I asked if this was everybody with them, they said yes. The guy talking to me said his name was Tom, and another woman introduced herself as Jessica. Tom, Jessica, and two others looked like either graduate students or recent alumni, probably in their mid to late twenties. Then there was this other dark haired man who had a cart with him and probably worked in the museum. He just stared at me suspiciously and didn’t say anything.

I said we had to keep going, and I started running down the staircase to the ground, when we suddenly heard screaming from above. The lights went out, and Tom asked if anyone heard anything else. We listened quietly, and then all of a sudden, there was violent rumbling, causing everything in the room to shake.

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I don’t remember anything past this point because I woke up scared and because I had to go to class.

slices of life

*HK’s birthday, we walk to the room where the surprise is taking place 5 minutes late and run into HK right outside at the door*

HK: What are you guys doing here?!

AP: Um… We’re here for the math symposium!

DL: Yeah, I thought it was in this building!

*opens door*

Everyone inside: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

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*Cutting hair*

TP: Okay danny, now I have to cut you a bit down there.

DW: “Down there?!”

TP: Yeah, down there….

…Like, the bottom of the back of your head. What did you think I was talking about?

JQ: Don’t worry, we all knew what you were talking about.

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*At the gym*

NB: I’m tired, let’s go.

TP: Wait no, I still have to do cardio.

NB: We can walk to the car. That’s cardio.

TP: Walking burns off almost no calories. That isn’t cardio.

NB: You burn off calories just by being alive!

       Life is cardio.