Conclusion

It's been an odd, confusing, and awkwardly silent with hints of nervous laughter journey throughout this course but to be honest, I have learned a few things about writing, about other people, and about myself. It's been fun and good luck with your endeavors and life. BYE !

First semester of college was a bit rocky and I am still awkward around new people BUT it's actually been pretty fun. There has been way too much studying and obstacles here and there but there have also been many awesome memories and fun moments. Making new friends, staying in touch with old friends, building new friendships with previous acquaintances, and becoming better friends with regular friends. FASA. Big Show. First frat party. I can't wait to see what's in store next semester.

YEAH !

This is one of the most funniest things I've seen yet. Back story, I am quite a huge One Direction fan, but I'm not one of those crazy, obsessive, tumblr posting, fan fiction writing type of fans, trust me. Anyways, One Direction are in New York and this is how their visit is going so far:

This is Niall in a cab, which is surrounded and trapped by many fans. 

This is him inside. Look at his expression, oh my gawd, priceless.*

*For the record, I did not make those captions on the picture.

I still cannot comprehend the fact that Martin and I are going to banquet together. Like I did not expect that. I totally fangirl over Martin because he's so sweet and cute and just so lively, so I somewhat have a crush on him but I see him just as a friend. Today though, I asked him if he had a date to banquet and he said no, and I replied, "Oh I was just curious, I wasn't planning on asking you or anything." BUT THEN, he said we should go together! And I was like, "Okay yeah sure !" I'm not praying to the skies that he likes me or anything, I'm just kind of taken aback that he can ask any girl he wants yet he chose to ask me !? Like what's going on world? But WOW. Blessed, I am truly blessed.

OMG I went to go enroll for my classes next semester and this guy, thinking that he was so nice and helpful and understanding, tells me I need to take 2 MORE MATH CLASSES?! LIKE ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME. "Well your major says it requires you to take Math 102." Let me stop you right there. No it fucking doesn't. Are you kidding me. If it did, I would've already known this and I would've taken that instead of taking Math 140, WHICH IS REQUIRED FOR PUBLIC HEALTH PROMOTION. I understand that it is my fault that I turned in my enrollment paper in late, and so now I have to take classes on Friday, which is fine but MATH 102 ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS. NO NO NO NO NO I AM GOING TO BUST THE CAPS OFF HIS ASS.

I GOT TICKETS TO THE SPECIAL ONE DIRECTION CONCERT THIS FRIDAY HOSTED BY FRICKING ELLEN DEGENERES. I AM STILL UNABLE TO COMPREHEND HOW BLESSED I AM TO HAVE RECEIVED THIS BLESSING. I WILL BE BREATHING THE SAME AIR AS:

I AM LITERALLY FLABBERGASTED AND FRAZZLED, IT'S RIDICULOUS. THIS HAS BROUGHT ME SO STRESS AND JOY. LIFE HAS BEEN TOO GOOD TO ME LATELY. 

Since middle school, people have defined me as white washed. I don't consider it as a negative comment nor a compliment but I just accept it. I honestly don't know how I am. I really don't. 

Once, my friend told me that I was a Twinkie (white on the inside, yellow on the outside). Hm, interesting. 

Ed Sheeran is fricking amazing. He is not only an incredible artist but he has written songs for other artists too and I am just....flabbergasted at where his inspiration for his songs and lyrics come from because they are BEAUTIFUL. 

Also, lately I have not been listening to as much hip hop and R&B as I used to, which somewhat puzzles me but it's not like I hate it or anything, I've just been listening to a lot more alternative, pop, and other styles of music. Which is very out of the ordinary for me. But I like that I'm not just one dimensional or two dimensional in my musical tastes. I listen to Pharrell Williams but I also listen to Foster the People. I love One Direction & Justin Bieber but I also love Michael Buble. I like Frank Ocean, GOOD Music, and Usher but I also like Taylor Swift, Corinne Bailey Rae, and Jack Johnson.

Favorite Fresh Prince Scene EVER

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kUv-b1zTSVs

As of right now, I am debating as to whether I should write about my opinions and thoughts on love but where would I even begin. And a far better question: Should I even begin? ...why not.

Firstly, here's an answer for question #1: I honestly don't know. I honestly don't know if I've ever been in love. And I think that if I don't know, then I probably have never been in love. I mean, being in love is something that you feel, but really, I don't know if I've ever had that feeling about someone. Maybe I've come close to thinking I was but even then, I don't know! 

Secondly, love is such a beautiful and precious thing. It's really indescribeable. And I think there is not a time where you "should" be in love. When you're in love, you'll feel it and just know it. Like that. You shouldn't say you're in love with someone just because you've been dating them for a year. It's okay that you still just like them. There should not be any rush and I hate that people feel as if there is and they, especially younger people, throw it around like it's nothing. You'll know when you're in love. 

Thirdly, I believe that people have multiple soulmates. Speaking logically, you have not met everyone on this Earth so you could possibly fall in love with 12 other people and you don't know it because you haven't met everyone! So I kind of laugh at the fact when people say statements like: "I've been around the world, met many people, but there is no one I love but you."  Um, I'm pretty sure you have not met everyone, no one has so how can you know for sure that that person is the ONLY one for you?

I sound like such a girl in a fantasy world but I don't care because love is wonderous.

To quote my friend "I love Love."- Stella

 

Say hello to my friend Megan. She loves Fleet Foxes, Lady Danville, and Vampire Weekend. I made her an Andrew Garfield face-on-a-stick so she can put it on anyone's face and pretend she is talking to Andrew Garfield. Isn't she handsome? I think so.  

Yeah so I love One Direction.

 

 

People always say "I don't care what people think of me; the only thing that matter is what I think of myself". I give mad respect to whoever actually follows that type of lifestyle but I'll be honest, I do care what people think of me. How am I presenting myself to others, what do they think of me, etc. I think the reason why is is because I liked to be liked. Obviously you can't have everyone like you...but I would. I don't like the idea of someone out there hating me.

The Office

Wake me up in San Francisco

I want to be in San Francisco. I want to wear cold weather jackets, strap on some boots, and bundle up in scarves every single day. I want to grab on to the pole of the side of the trolley and feel the chilly wind lightly sting my face. I want to try a new coffee place every week. I want to smell the salty aroma of seafood and see the steam coming from the pots that steam the seafood. I want to warm my stomach with not just any clam chowder bread bowl, but a Boudin clam chowder bread bowl. I want my calves to be sore from walking up the hills of the city while gazing at the colorful Victorian houses. There are many other things I want to do and see in San Francisco but overall I just want to walk aimlessly around the city and never leave.

 

 

First off, my professor assigned my class to start this blog. Second of all, I think that is very....unorthodox yet very interesting. I will not talk about my first day of college or how I'm becoming an adult and whatnot. Because I will be talking about: THE OLYMPICS. I do not think many people understand how much I worship The Olympics. Of course, much of it had to do with the very attractive and beautiful beings of Michael Phelps, Ryan Lochte, Tom Daley, Nathan Adrian, and Chris Mears. But the factors that contributed to a big part of my obsession were: Team USA pride, the glamour of the games and ceremonies, and how amazingly the athletes performed. But it was also an emotional Olympics due to the end of Michael Phelps' career (seriously, my heart cannot take it) and the end of Misty May Treanor's career as well as well as all the other Olympic athletes whose careers will be ending, who have tried their very best yet they never could achieve a medal. The Olympics were my life for 2 weeks of my summer and I am not ashamed; I am proud of it!

P.S. Fun fact before I go, in the Olympic Village where the athletes stay at during the games, it's like one big sexcapade up in there. Seriously, they all just have sex with one another. I mean, everyone is attractive, everyone is going through the same emotions, and being so focused on your performance may stress one out so why not unwind by engaging in international relations? This year, the Olympic Committeee had to order 200,000 extra condoms because they were running out! True story. See for yourself.
http://espn.go.com/olympics/summer/2012/story/_/id/8133052/athletes-spill-details-dirty-secrets-olympic-village-espn-magazine

And that is why I love The Olympics.