i’m in that weird transitional phase.
college was…a learning experience. each year definitely different. yesh.
i am in love with traveling. but its only fun while it lasts.
the
aftermath…is where i am now….where the only thing keeping me from
falling asleep in this empty apartment is a load of laundry and small
talk from friends who might actually become semi-strangers sooner than
i’d like. but i guess that one’s up to me.
summer storms….keeping me awake. a drop of rain just turned into a bucket of glue. again.
I’m different and the same.
Recovered from Xanga 
so… hard to respond… to.
Different but the same – is the way it always is. Was it worth it all though? All the hard work, sacrifices made, all the learning, writing, studying, staying up late and dealing with teachers and other people. Worth it? Just living one’s life. That doesn’t stop. I don’t know what it is that makes us so confused and abstract. I bet it’s xanga.
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