
The days are getting shorter and it's getting colder, darker, cloudier.
It's only mid October.
A lot of things have happened so far. It started out warm, the first days of October. But for me, I guess it was just the opposite of that.
It was crisis in my apartment. I knew living with two other girls would be much more drama than I was used to. I'm an only child, the only drama I get in my room are myself freaking out and basically any Korean soap opera that I manage to find.
I knew the first day of freshman year, it was going to be different. I've survived with Jordan and Angela through fevers and colds, their boyfriend and job crisis, the death of a coach, so many things. But this time, the matter seemed smaller in comparison, the trouble seem to double.
My roommate had a fight with her parents- a big fight. Tears, anger, resentment, pure antagonistic feelings. As one of my best friends here in Berkeley, I knew her pretty well so far. But I've never in the four hundred and sixty some days I've known her to act like I saw her. For nearly a whole week,the stressed out, nerdy, yet optimistic girl who stayed up late to study suddenly stayed up to watch all the episodes of Death Note in one night. For a week, she slept in until one o'clock and skipped morning classes. She spent that weekend playing DDR for hours and dragged me with her.
The most traumatizing was when she retreated from a state of rejection and depression and went into passive aggressive anger. As far as to nearly declare legal separation from her parents. I really didn't know how to handle with that.
One depressed roommate. The other, helpless,and down to her toes stressed with a 3 midterm weekend, just like me. Twas a dark week indeed.
I'm very thankful I have two roommates instead of one. Someone to talk things over, to team up and help.
We settled that week with a short heart to heart discussion, a makeshift fort, hot chocolate, two hours of Christmas songs and a batch of s'mores. Girl's night through and through.
Past three midterms, more midterms.
It's time to review my wushu forms for collegiates. One Bio lab midterm, a lab dissection, and the colder October days are coming.
Yesterday, was my first gospel choir concert. Spiritual, tiring, nervous and exciting. I sang my loudest, and still it didn't compare to those who really knew what they were doing. But it was okay, because it was really about being together and singing and feeling the music and the spirit. It didn't feel like a concert; it felt like we were all just singing together for the fun of singing. The sound, the spirit, the rhythm just made everyone want to stand up and dance.
Then, I went back to freeze on my roof. Walking 20 minutes up and down hill in heels and a dress, I ended up on my roof, in 50 degree and wind, holding an umbrella and lights for my friends' cosplay "Knite" photoshoot. The costumes were beautiful, and my friend, Ryan, is an exceptional photographer. The night shots turned out ethereal. A hand, to all those secretly, crazy, amazingly talented people out there- and yes you're included, Anna, Jessica, Heaven, Zach, Yvette, Emily, Eric, Irene, Sarah, Lexi,Janelle,whoever reads this blog still. You guys are amazing, in my mind.
Now I'm back to studying, stressing, cleaning.
I have the rest of the month to get by.
I'm so proud of you Jessica!!! Stay strong. That's so cool that you're part of a gospel choir. Keep with it, if you can. And remember you're also an amazingly talented person with awesome potential. Don't let life get you down. Sarangheyo!!!
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