Well, well, well. Blogspot, we meet yet again. The last time we met I was a jumbled mixture of high school related adjectives/personas and now, well, here I am as a second year college student at San Francisco State University studying Business Hospitality, living in a cozy location I like to call Buckingham Palace (not really, but really).
Anywho, lately it seems my brain has experienced a flash flood of peculiar/whimsical/straightupwtf ideas, thoughts, & emotions. Maybe it's due to my lack of employment/sleep or involvement in student activities, or possibly because I miss my homeboys and homegirls (aka parents/family/friends), OR even the fact that I have yet to unleash any sort of creativity within the past month (minus cooking), meaning my time is constantly wasted on tumblr and twitter.
Sounds silly, right? I know it is, and that is why I have taken the liberty upon myself to make a fresh start by drop kicking my pathetic little ass and becoming more PROACTIVE, and in the process accomplishing the following: pay my $100 muni ticket on time, search for/sieze jobs, explore the city a tid bit more, eat healthier (farmers markets, hollaaa) & (I-I-I) work out, receive spiritual healing, and exercise my brain by actually maintaining my dream journal and this newly added blog. In addition to passing tests and finishing homework on time of course...
EHERMEHGERD, exciting riiight? Probably not to you, person reading this, but the person writing this is highly ecstatic. --be right back, going to inhale/exhale some of San Francisco's fine air--
To wrap this thang thang up so I can successfully prepare myself for tomorrow's lecture I'd like to first warn you that some of the future content may be extremely odd or perhaps uncomfortable, so please bear with me. This is my unconscious mind and sometimes I freak myself out too.
But wait, I forgot to even mention what this "future content" will regard. hm. My dreams, basically. And the occasional snapshot of the faces my backpack makes. Weird combination, yes. Do I care, no.
Well, it's time to get those 7 hours. Tempurpedic, treat me well.
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