Looks like we've made it through all of July without a single post. I thought I would insert my input on this summer before the fall semester begins. I have nothing to complain; life seems to be going well.
First, I have just survived two summer classes, anatomy and economy. I think I've survived the class, however I prefer not to think about grades at the moment. I have gotten addicted to League of Legends this summer, courtesy of Ryan. Meanwhile, Ryan has gone to China and come back over the course of two months. He has been visiting me every weekend so far, which I am very happy about and grateful for. I am unsure of how long he can actually keep up this commute and what will happen when we enter into a semi- long distance relationship. For that part, I shall have to wait and see. I try not to plan too much about that.
I'm attempting to get back into wushu. I have been a bit klutzy so far, but it's working out well. I have new roommates this year, and a new apartment, at a new location. At first I was quite scared at what would happen to my relationship with Sue and Jennifer, and that my relationship with them would dwindle and die. It hasn't happened yet, and if I can help it, I won't let it happen. There will be changes, but I'm no longer scared that we will not be friends. I hope we will be able to stay as close as we used to be though. If it turns out to be half the relationship that I have with you guys, I think it will be alright. My new roommates, Gail and Chloe are a junior and sophomore respectively. They're younger and fresher, yet we get along well. It has only been a mere two months but the next 10 months here looks very feasible.
Summer seems to finally be starting up for me. I have a week an a half to finally work on lab, go places, and play LoL without the worries of midterms and finals. Looking back though, the summer wasn't all that hectic. I still had time to make macarons, cookies, muffins, and dinners. I got "kidnapped" to ice-cream and karaoke. I made a new friend through LoL- Eric- whom Zach knows quite well now since he also plays with me. Eric keeps me company by messages at work or just randomly showing up for a chat. He is an interesting individual. I haven't quite figured out how he wormed himself into my and my friends lives so easily. Everyone seems to love his company and I find myself drawn to observing him.
Eric and Lexi visited just this Sunday. I haven't gotten much time to catch up with them in the past and in one afternoon, I learned so much about them and from them. I feel like I've missed out so much by being such a recluse in the past. I am still working on this socializing and initiating conversation deal, but hanging out with them made me realize how much I've changed in these three years. I still have Zach's two trips up to SF and Berkeley to look forward to,Les Miz to attend, and Irene may be heading up at some point. I have a feeling that this will be a great end to the summer and I plan to enjoy every last moment.
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Sunday, June 24, 2012
Anna: Reminiscing last weekend
A bit late, but hey. Last weekend was.....spectacular. There's a word I haven't used in a while. And although Zach still needs to upload video (ahem!!), I hope the Facebook pictures and this post and the random phone calls also made people happy. I'm not going to rant too much about the state of my mind during finals time, but suffice it to say I was not at any high point. But Heaven's arrival soon reversed all that. I can't stress enough how wonderful it was to just pick up where we left off, and also show her around my stomping grounds a bit. After the crazy year we both had, I think it was beyond necessary. Its nice that the weather decided to cooperate as well, for the most part at least.
That first night (last Thursday) was basically us hanging out and enjoying each other's presence again. We drank, we colored. I had turned in my last final that evening and was finally free from everything known as school. We planned epic plans for the rest of the weekend.
The following morning, we got coffee with my friend Angie (who was the ONLY one of my friends in town/not busy with graduating, and only for that one morning)and soaked up the rare phenomenon called sun, which only really happens once or twice throughout the late autumn/winter/early spring so all of us Portlanders naturally forget about it. Zach drove up and met us shortly after, and we went on a food cart adventure (side note: the food carts here are AMAZING. Like...woah. I wish we'd had time/money to visit more of them because good Lord. There is a reason we have an annual food cart festival under the Morrison Bridge, that's all I'm saying). Immediately after that there was the obligatory Powell's adventure, in all of its four-story bookstore glory. I am so unbelievably proud of myself that I managed to resist buying the five or six books I wanted to. We then wandered around the Pearl District for a bit, and ducked into a curiosity shop full of imported knick knacks from Asia. Then up up up we walked to NW 23rd Avenue, a neat little neighborhood (street, rather) of restaurants and boutiques and shops. We stopped at a tea house and had delicious bubble tea (which is documented on Facebook), and I found an amazing Himalayan arts and wares store that I sort of lost myself in for about 15 or 20 minutes. Back to my apartment we went, then off to Salem for the night.
Fun ensued. Drinks ensued. I embarrassed myself thoroughly and we all watched different lengths of Princess Mononoke. The next morning was us dealing with hangovers and making waffles (well, Zach making waffles and me pointedly not listening to him and washing his dishes). Heaven got a quick tour of the beautiful Willamette Campus, and we frolicked in its rose garden for a minute. Then off to the Columbia River Gorge....until Zach remembered he had forgotten his wallet. So we headed back to Salem and decided, "hell, let's stop at a Jack 'N the Box, because we are all suddenly craving fast food." A heart-attack meal, Heaven-driving-in-place-of-a-sleepy-Zach, and car shenanigans later, we arrived at the Gorge in the late afternoon (again, documented). Zach stalked Koreans, we were all three stalked by three gay men, and we decided to walk a trail to a waterfall then deviate from said trail and climb up a slope to the main highway. Only to have to climb back down to the waterfall a few minutes later. :P Thoroughly exhausted, we went back to my apartment and stayed there for the rest of the evening.
Sunday was the day of the zoo and the humid humid weather (although I hear that its worse in upstate NY. Ick). We spent a good hour and a half (maybe even almost two hours) at the Oregon Zoo, which was both interesting and slightly depressing at points. The treatment of the elephants and the monkeys upset me. But we survived it reasonably well, and went back downtown to grab lunch at Little Big Burger and see the participants of that morning's Pride Parade strut around. Then Quelf games and banana muffin baking at my apartment ensued. Zach departed for Salem, and Heaven and I went for a short walk down to the waterfront (which, honestly, is one of my favorite places in Portland. Its beautiful.) We talked life, then headed back to downtown to talk more life over late night milkshakes (which were delicious). That quickly turned into a good old-fashioned movie night that our group of friends is so good at doing.
Monday was synonymous with awesome. Heaven and I ventured across the river to Hawthorne St, another street/neighborhood in Portland and by far the one that her and I were most impressed with. I showed her Paleo's Dessert house, my favorite coffee-place in the city, and the circular rose gardens in the middle of Ladd's Addition. We walked up Hawthorne more and explored the shops there (there was an AWESOME toy store that is now my go-to place anytime I need to get something for my nieces). We had lunch at the Cup and Saucer cafe, which possibly has the most amazing food ever, then walked through adorable neighborhoods to Belmont St. From Belmont (I kid you not) we walked from SE 39th all the way to the river (almost 40 streets), across the Morrison Bridge (which was terrifying and I'm never fucking doing it again) then up to the MAX stop at Pioneer Courthouse. 50 blocks or so, give or take. We were exhausted and wanted bubble tea. We found a place with super comfortable chairs and camped out there for a while, with our bubble tea, refusing to move. That night was another quiet one, with a quick trip to Powell's again for hot chocolate and another movie (Shakespeare in Love, which was rather ridiculous but also entertaining).
Tuesday we got ready for Heaven to leave in the afternoon. It was a rather calm day in which neither of us really wanted to spend more money, and I eventually saw her off at 2:30 at the train station.
That was almost literally a play by play. Again: Zach = video. Pester him for it if you would like to see it in existence. The weekend was honestly the best thing to happen to me in a while, and it was the PERFECT transition from a trainwreck of a year to a hopefully smoother summer (jury's still out, but my fingers are crossed!) I only wish it could have been a reunion proper, with all of us, but I'm happy for what I got. I love you all, and thank you so much Heaven for coming up. And also for the encouraging messages you left me. They are displayed on my fridge as reminders. :)
Love. <3
That first night (last Thursday) was basically us hanging out and enjoying each other's presence again. We drank, we colored. I had turned in my last final that evening and was finally free from everything known as school. We planned epic plans for the rest of the weekend.
The following morning, we got coffee with my friend Angie (who was the ONLY one of my friends in town/not busy with graduating, and only for that one morning)and soaked up the rare phenomenon called sun, which only really happens once or twice throughout the late autumn/winter/early spring so all of us Portlanders naturally forget about it. Zach drove up and met us shortly after, and we went on a food cart adventure (side note: the food carts here are AMAZING. Like...woah. I wish we'd had time/money to visit more of them because good Lord. There is a reason we have an annual food cart festival under the Morrison Bridge, that's all I'm saying). Immediately after that there was the obligatory Powell's adventure, in all of its four-story bookstore glory. I am so unbelievably proud of myself that I managed to resist buying the five or six books I wanted to. We then wandered around the Pearl District for a bit, and ducked into a curiosity shop full of imported knick knacks from Asia. Then up up up we walked to NW 23rd Avenue, a neat little neighborhood (street, rather) of restaurants and boutiques and shops. We stopped at a tea house and had delicious bubble tea (which is documented on Facebook), and I found an amazing Himalayan arts and wares store that I sort of lost myself in for about 15 or 20 minutes. Back to my apartment we went, then off to Salem for the night.
Fun ensued. Drinks ensued. I embarrassed myself thoroughly and we all watched different lengths of Princess Mononoke. The next morning was us dealing with hangovers and making waffles (well, Zach making waffles and me pointedly not listening to him and washing his dishes). Heaven got a quick tour of the beautiful Willamette Campus, and we frolicked in its rose garden for a minute. Then off to the Columbia River Gorge....until Zach remembered he had forgotten his wallet. So we headed back to Salem and decided, "hell, let's stop at a Jack 'N the Box, because we are all suddenly craving fast food." A heart-attack meal, Heaven-driving-in-place-of-a-sleepy-Zach, and car shenanigans later, we arrived at the Gorge in the late afternoon (again, documented). Zach stalked Koreans, we were all three stalked by three gay men, and we decided to walk a trail to a waterfall then deviate from said trail and climb up a slope to the main highway. Only to have to climb back down to the waterfall a few minutes later. :P Thoroughly exhausted, we went back to my apartment and stayed there for the rest of the evening.
Sunday was the day of the zoo and the humid humid weather (although I hear that its worse in upstate NY. Ick). We spent a good hour and a half (maybe even almost two hours) at the Oregon Zoo, which was both interesting and slightly depressing at points. The treatment of the elephants and the monkeys upset me. But we survived it reasonably well, and went back downtown to grab lunch at Little Big Burger and see the participants of that morning's Pride Parade strut around. Then Quelf games and banana muffin baking at my apartment ensued. Zach departed for Salem, and Heaven and I went for a short walk down to the waterfront (which, honestly, is one of my favorite places in Portland. Its beautiful.) We talked life, then headed back to downtown to talk more life over late night milkshakes (which were delicious). That quickly turned into a good old-fashioned movie night that our group of friends is so good at doing.
Monday was synonymous with awesome. Heaven and I ventured across the river to Hawthorne St, another street/neighborhood in Portland and by far the one that her and I were most impressed with. I showed her Paleo's Dessert house, my favorite coffee-place in the city, and the circular rose gardens in the middle of Ladd's Addition. We walked up Hawthorne more and explored the shops there (there was an AWESOME toy store that is now my go-to place anytime I need to get something for my nieces). We had lunch at the Cup and Saucer cafe, which possibly has the most amazing food ever, then walked through adorable neighborhoods to Belmont St. From Belmont (I kid you not) we walked from SE 39th all the way to the river (almost 40 streets), across the Morrison Bridge (which was terrifying and I'm never fucking doing it again) then up to the MAX stop at Pioneer Courthouse. 50 blocks or so, give or take. We were exhausted and wanted bubble tea. We found a place with super comfortable chairs and camped out there for a while, with our bubble tea, refusing to move. That night was another quiet one, with a quick trip to Powell's again for hot chocolate and another movie (Shakespeare in Love, which was rather ridiculous but also entertaining).
Tuesday we got ready for Heaven to leave in the afternoon. It was a rather calm day in which neither of us really wanted to spend more money, and I eventually saw her off at 2:30 at the train station.
That was almost literally a play by play. Again: Zach = video. Pester him for it if you would like to see it in existence. The weekend was honestly the best thing to happen to me in a while, and it was the PERFECT transition from a trainwreck of a year to a hopefully smoother summer (jury's still out, but my fingers are crossed!) I only wish it could have been a reunion proper, with all of us, but I'm happy for what I got. I love you all, and thank you so much Heaven for coming up. And also for the encouraging messages you left me. They are displayed on my fridge as reminders. :)
Love. <3
Monday, May 7, 2012
Zach: Grabble Grabble Grah!
Hurrah! I passed my Mallet Proficiency!
It means I am one step closer to graduating. To get my music ed degree I need to pass four different proficiencies and I am woefully behind. Usually at this point people are done, or only have on left, and I have only done one, and I barely passed. I have so much farther to go, but it does feel nice to have passed this one. I am hoping that over the summer I can prepare for another and play it right when we start school again so that I will be halfway done and only have to do 2 during the school year, instead of the remaining three.
In other news: One of my favorite vloggers replied to one of my tweets today, which was really exciting, even though it is kind of insignificant.
I have 4 jobs for this summer, maybe 5, so that's something.
I should be back in Cali in August, probably mid August, and I will be bringing people. Minimum one Japanese student (not Andrew) and Maximum 3 me thinks(Kirsten, Dillon, and Ryousuke). It should be a fun summer, what with all of the work, and none of the school, and all of the fun times. GRAH. Must also practice this summer. Summer isn't going to be a break, but that doesn't mean that it won't be fun.
So Yeah! I was just excited about passing, even if it was just barely, and I felt like I needed to tell someone, and you guys were it.
Also I have been listening to Dirty Hister No Nose by The Week(which is meekakitty and nanalew and some other people I don't know from the internet). I love the internet. See you guys on it later.
It means I am one step closer to graduating. To get my music ed degree I need to pass four different proficiencies and I am woefully behind. Usually at this point people are done, or only have on left, and I have only done one, and I barely passed. I have so much farther to go, but it does feel nice to have passed this one. I am hoping that over the summer I can prepare for another and play it right when we start school again so that I will be halfway done and only have to do 2 during the school year, instead of the remaining three.
In other news: One of my favorite vloggers replied to one of my tweets today, which was really exciting, even though it is kind of insignificant.
I have 4 jobs for this summer, maybe 5, so that's something.
I should be back in Cali in August, probably mid August, and I will be bringing people. Minimum one Japanese student (not Andrew) and Maximum 3 me thinks(Kirsten, Dillon, and Ryousuke). It should be a fun summer, what with all of the work, and none of the school, and all of the fun times. GRAH. Must also practice this summer. Summer isn't going to be a break, but that doesn't mean that it won't be fun.
So Yeah! I was just excited about passing, even if it was just barely, and I felt like I needed to tell someone, and you guys were it.
Also I have been listening to Dirty Hister No Nose by The Week(which is meekakitty and nanalew and some other people I don't know from the internet). I love the internet. See you guys on it later.
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
AJ: Change of Reality
I've always convinced myself that I was going to accept change, that I wasn't afraid of it, and that it was going to be alright. But now that I'm faced with the reality that everyone that I've known and have spent the time to get close to in the past 3 years could potentially disappear from my life in just a couple of weeks, I just realized that I couldn't bear it. I basically had a little breakdown.
This little episode began with apartment hunting I suppose. Sue, probably my closest friend here at Berkeley, was the first to decide to sign up for RA duty. It meant free living, free food, a whole lot of responsibility, and most of all, she was moving out. The first sign of change. This also meant the rest of us were moving out. At first, this only meant a new apt, with what was left of our group- Me, Jen, and our cat, Tobi.
Now, differences in living, since I can't support what fancy apartments that Jen's parents have in mind for her, I can't live up to those criteria as a mere college undergraduate student trying to support herself with meager wages and 23 units of class. Why can't they understand that? From that point on, the cracks deepened, propagated itself to proportions that I can't accept all at once. It means that I will have to live with other people, that my cat will be mine no longer. I may not be as close to Sue and Jennifer as I once was, or it might turn into the comfortable relationship that I have with all of you. I cannot know yet, and I fear it. And Ryan, whom I once had prepared myself would soon graduate and go on with his own life, is now adding to my fear of change. I've gotten unexpectedly comfortable and familiar with him, more so than I had ever anticipated. They're all moving out of my grasp so quickly, I don't know what will be left of me.
I didn't believe it myself at first. I couldn't understand why I was so upset. It was Ryan who pointed it out to me and I suppose I accept his hypothesis. I guess I am the sort of person who doesn't like change. Now that I know it, I'm feel compelled to face it head on. It's a stubborn part of me that doesn't want to conform to the accusation of "one of those people". From here, all the changes that I was looking forward or have accepted as fact- graduation, applying to graduate schools, living without midterms and finding a job- they've all taken a turn to scary. I guess I need some more time. Time that I don't really have on hand.
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Anna: I need another fix
I only have a quick update, just a couple things I want to express. I really miss you all, and this calendar year I feel like I've been feeling your absence more acutely than ever. I can't really pinpoint why, but I know I just really, really miss our dynamic, how we can just pick up where we left off, overcome disagreements and arguments like champions, and generally just bounce off each other in the most amazing way.
I've been going to therapy, and its been helping me map out my issues. I can kind of see myself starting to untangle the gigantic mess of tangled threads that make up me. I can find reasons for why I do what I do and why I think what I think. Refreshing is an understatement.
A friend of mine is getting married in September, in Germany. Oh the possibilities. But finances are so...impossible right now. New things keep popping up left and right. But that's life, I guess.
I also am not sleeping as much anymore. Its not stress-related, or homework related. Its a matter of just....not sleeping as much. Either I'm not tired, or I AM tired but I still don't sleep. I don't know. And I've been getting up earlier. Some nights, I sort of just doze in an out, then get ready to start my day at 8 a.m. Its weird. I'm trying to fashion a healthier sleep schedule, but my body doesn't seem to want to.
And that's my life. I found a whole bunch of old CDs earlier tonight and have been importing them into iTunes. Memories. I wish I could say when I next think I'll see you again, but my entire life seems to be up in the air at the moment. So I honestly don't know. But hopefully it will be soon, because I really am overdue to have my second-family fix. :)
Love.
I've been going to therapy, and its been helping me map out my issues. I can kind of see myself starting to untangle the gigantic mess of tangled threads that make up me. I can find reasons for why I do what I do and why I think what I think. Refreshing is an understatement.
A friend of mine is getting married in September, in Germany. Oh the possibilities. But finances are so...impossible right now. New things keep popping up left and right. But that's life, I guess.
I also am not sleeping as much anymore. Its not stress-related, or homework related. Its a matter of just....not sleeping as much. Either I'm not tired, or I AM tired but I still don't sleep. I don't know. And I've been getting up earlier. Some nights, I sort of just doze in an out, then get ready to start my day at 8 a.m. Its weird. I'm trying to fashion a healthier sleep schedule, but my body doesn't seem to want to.
And that's my life. I found a whole bunch of old CDs earlier tonight and have been importing them into iTunes. Memories. I wish I could say when I next think I'll see you again, but my entire life seems to be up in the air at the moment. So I honestly don't know. But hopefully it will be soon, because I really am overdue to have my second-family fix. :)
Love.
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Heaven: Poop Everywhere
I was just to write a huge blog to you guys about poop, but I think that I will just say,
THE SHITTETH HAST HITTETH THE FAN...ETH.
That's a metaphor by the way. I went to the doctor and you should have heard the gurgle in my stomach. The doctor even pushed on it twice for an extra gurgle to make me laugh. What a nice doctor.
Also, I miss you all. I've been holed up for the past year, ignoring everyone and my Self too, but I'm like one of those crabbies that's outgrown it's shell, now it's time to find a new, bigger, more spacious dwelling. Expect some phone calls because I miss all your voices and if it hasn't been obvious, I'm not the best about skype/facebook chat/google+. Sorry for being such a poopy friend, friends. You're all my #1.
I have a problem about putting everyone else before me when I'm really just craving for someone to give me attention without having first get their attention, "All eyes on me, everyone!" I've been dying for someone to say, "How you doing, Hervie?" but it wasn't until I let out a cry for help that I realized that I've had my family and friends just as much as they've had me. Anyway, I've been spreading myself really thin with all this family stuff going on. For the first time in years, I feel like I can rely on my dad. I've been having stomach problems for the past few days and my dad filled me up with water, tea, prune juice, and senna tabs so that I can fill the toilet full of all the shit brewing in my belly. My grandpa got diagnosed with terminal stomach cancer while my dad was in rehab, he's starting chemo on Monday. They finally moved back into the house, but now the boxed contents of the house have to be unpacked, reorganized (since the garage had to be reconverted back into a garage, we have one less bedroom), and I am officially no longer a resident of Hedstrom Road because my dad moved into my room. Weird, huh. Anyway, I'm focusing on myself for once and it's pretty crazy because I've been so lost and it's like I finally found the string I lost, and I'm following it out of this labyrinth. Hell yeah, go Hervie.
Anyway, all of that aside,
I love you ladies and fellas. I couldn't ask for a better family. Sorry for being a distant cousin for so long, but I'm ready to be a sister again.
By the way, when I bought my post secret tickets, they got delivered to "Sister Heaven." :)
THE SHITTETH HAST HITTETH THE FAN...ETH.
That's a metaphor by the way. I went to the doctor and you should have heard the gurgle in my stomach. The doctor even pushed on it twice for an extra gurgle to make me laugh. What a nice doctor.
Also, I miss you all. I've been holed up for the past year, ignoring everyone and my Self too, but I'm like one of those crabbies that's outgrown it's shell, now it's time to find a new, bigger, more spacious dwelling. Expect some phone calls because I miss all your voices and if it hasn't been obvious, I'm not the best about skype/facebook chat/google+. Sorry for being such a poopy friend, friends. You're all my #1.
I have a problem about putting everyone else before me when I'm really just craving for someone to give me attention without having first get their attention, "All eyes on me, everyone!" I've been dying for someone to say, "How you doing, Hervie?" but it wasn't until I let out a cry for help that I realized that I've had my family and friends just as much as they've had me. Anyway, I've been spreading myself really thin with all this family stuff going on. For the first time in years, I feel like I can rely on my dad. I've been having stomach problems for the past few days and my dad filled me up with water, tea, prune juice, and senna tabs so that I can fill the toilet full of all the shit brewing in my belly. My grandpa got diagnosed with terminal stomach cancer while my dad was in rehab, he's starting chemo on Monday. They finally moved back into the house, but now the boxed contents of the house have to be unpacked, reorganized (since the garage had to be reconverted back into a garage, we have one less bedroom), and I am officially no longer a resident of Hedstrom Road because my dad moved into my room. Weird, huh. Anyway, I'm focusing on myself for once and it's pretty crazy because I've been so lost and it's like I finally found the string I lost, and I'm following it out of this labyrinth. Hell yeah, go Hervie.
Anyway, all of that aside,
I love you ladies and fellas. I couldn't ask for a better family. Sorry for being a distant cousin for so long, but I'm ready to be a sister again.
By the way, when I bought my post secret tickets, they got delivered to "Sister Heaven." :)
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