Little Boxes

Packing all my stuff.

Moving out on Friday.

Feeling so overwhelmed.

I hate when Ben is right.

This is scary and I'm going to miss my parents.

So excited for this new adventure and chapter in my life.

I have to pay bills now? What is this growing up business?!

Henry Madden Library

I'm sitting in Starbucks in our library. Yes Fresno State's massive library has a Starbucks. So dumb. Convenient, annoying. Aesthetically, it's ugly. It creates even more disharmony on campus. For being architecturally based on the Native Basket Weavers, it sure looks like a whole lot of cement, superfluous glass and L.E.D walls. I mean really? Is that necessary? We waited 4 years for this? Not impressed. Unfortunately, us students are in dire need of a library so this is what we get.

oK SO, I've been trying to do anything to stay focused, well maybe not ANYTHING but some things to focus on my studies. But it's not helping. I keep thinking about climbing, and my comp this saturday, and Tony. I'm so worried about him. I fear he's the kinda of guy who doesn't know how to express himself when he's sad or hurting and that may be a problem when you have 2 uncles pass a way within a week of each other.

So, sitting here thinking about climbing, agonizing over my frustrations of recovering from my second sprained ankle, people watching, invading their privacy from the comfort of my bay windows in Starbucks, I saw a blind man. It got me thinking how useless I, myself would be if I didn't have my sight. I wouldn't be able to climb, to ride, to drive. I have so much respect for the blind, who live their lives fully, as if they had no disability. I feel like I should write more about this. What would I do If I couldn't climb? I'd be severely depressed.

One word. ANTICLIMACTIC

It was a friday,

I had just spent the day with my fool eugene. Had two midterms, a paper outline. Then life was back to normal. We went to cinnamonster and had our weekly treat of guey warm cinnamony deliciousness, then climbed for a good 2 hours. Met some new friends, always a delight. Came home had some sinigang watched a little news with my future baby daddy tom brokaw, and just when I thought life was back to normal I get flooded with calls from fellow october lsat takers asking if i had recieved my score. I rushed up stairs, pressed the power button, clicked gmail and there it was. "You October 2008 LSAT score". Your score is....155

And ANTICLIMACTIC FUCKING 155. I guess I shouldn't complain. It's not bad, but it's far from what I wanted (a 160) So needless to say I will be retaking it again. In December. DUMB!