packing?

on some good advice, i decided to update my blog instead of packing. funny...according to my sweet dashboard countdown i am leaving in 5 days. normally, this would not be so bad, however i have to manuever 19+ years worth of belongings into three suitcases no heavier than 70 pounds, keeping in mind that when i return i will have to do the same with 3 months of assorted trinkets as well. awesome. erb's visit last weekend was great...hopefully she saw enough of good old sd to entice her to move here after graduation. seriously though, other places are great but nothing is as fabulous as san diego. after seeing the good luck wishes for the rbv little league team on the avo's marquee, rocha and i agreed that sd has the community of a small town in the wonderfully boisterous city. and the temperate weather to boot. i mean i like big cities as much as the next girl but come on, life is great living 5 minutes from the beach. and we have the padres, the only team who manages to be in first place with a record less than .500. not much to brag about but hey we could be last. no wonder i don't want to pack, it means i'll have to leave another wonderful san diego summer behind. but all this being said i can't wait until my bags finally are packed and i head off to our nation's capital.

done and done

as you can see, i'm not very good at suspense. i even managed to backdate my old entries. wooo.

the big switch

after being corrected on the point that i had created a live journal not a blog i decided to check out this so called "blogger" for myself. miss lievers...well done. i like blogger better. so here i am. and let me tell you...this is almost as good as when i switched from a pc to a mac. almost. i may or may not put my few old posts on this new site. i suppose i will leave you in suspense. that is all for now.

did i miss the memo?

perhaps it's just something in the water but i am pretty sure the world may be coming to an end. since sunday, i have been contacted in some way by four of my ex-boyfriends. i should point out that while i do talk to one on a regular basis, the rest i have not seen in at least a year, let alone gotten together with. don't get me wrong, i am happy that we are now on good terms but four in one week? thats just absurd. i am convinced everyone is making their peace so that when the world ends in a few days their minds will be absolved of any guilt that may have been caused by our partings. in other news, just in case anyone else is wondering: firenze is italian for florence, not just a mythical place that is the cover art for many a tshirt. speaking of which, my family and i are finally getting our act together about this silly christmas in italy idea. my mom and i are going to gallavant in spain and morocco until my lil bro gets off school. we will then all meet up in spain for some good old spanish speaking fun. then off to a little villa in tuscany where we will spend the rest of the year occasionally jotting off for trips to rome and florence. it should be great. if anyone is going to be in europe for new years please tell me so we can play together.

what a weekend

rocha and i hit the road to say goodbye to stanny and some of our favorite girls. 4 am was obscene but totally worth it. seeing some the pi phis simply reaffirmed everything i started feeling last year...i am definitely in the right place. i had my doubts at first but everytime i am with those girls i have such a great time. and being away from them makes me realize how important they are to me and how great it is to be able to wander next door to laugh, vent, procrastinate, etc. i also got a chance to catch up with some girls from freshman year which was so good. for ALL parties involved.

sunday brought back a lot of feelings that i'd been trying to avoid since the beginning of summer. but i think it was just the anxiety of seeing patrick for the first time since we decided to end things. we had a really great time and i feel like i finally got that closure i had been needing. not to say that now i'm fine and it isn't difficult but just that i feel better about everything now than i have all summer. it's quite silly really because i know its for the best and that things will work out the way that they are supposed to but come on...everything happens for a reason makes a great cliche but it sucks in practice. the good thing is that in 16 days i will be 3000 miles away and have plenty to distract me. where did the summer go?

in the meantime i am so excited for erin to come visit san diego this weekend. knowing us, it will be epic.

summer days

so i finally decided to take advantage of my weekends and headed up to santa barbara with stephanie for a little mini reunion with some kids from stanny. conclusions from the trip: i am simply ridiculous. i did however have a superfun weekend full of hiking/scaling rocks, beaching and just having good times with some great people. melanoma non withstanding it was a success. on the drive home, steph and i pondered what seem to be a couple of the stanford dilemmas: in high school we were driven by the tangible goal of being accepted to a prestigious university. now that we are there, our goal oriented personalities feel a little lost. What is our new goal? Is it just that passion we have yet to find? Or are there just so many options that we can't focus all of our energies toward just one? And once we find that goal, how do we reconcile the fact that we want to fulfill our so called potential without sacrificing our family life? growing up with two parents who worked full time and were very good at what they did was not conducive to dad making it to my 5th grade play or mom waiting at home with an after school snack. And while as a result I am able to enjoy the lifestyle I have and i was given two positive role models, as a child i resented them not being there and vowed to be there for my kids. that all being said, i know that i would not be happy without a challenging career at which i could not only succeed but also feel was beneficial to others than myself.

i have to graduate in 2 years?