The day has come...

for Fidel to let go. What has it been? 50-some odd years? Oh, if only I could joke with everyone now. Ugh. Stupid college. Stupid growing up. Stupid coming-of-age events.

So, if you haven't been updated yet, I'm not quite over it. I mean, I knew all along that saying "it's over" doesn't actually make you feel like, well, "it's over". I hate this part of life I'm stuck. You know, that part where I need to move forward but can only look back- in my case, looking back really isn't even much to look towards.

Okay, well in fear of becoming dull and boring, I'm going to skip to other random topics.

1. I hate the rain (when it comes in copious, copious amounts).
2. Chocolate becomes a separate food group in and of itself when you're on your period (oh, right, sorry guys, too graphic? I mean, when the "clouds" have passed the "moon". Haha.).
3. I love Berkeley. I love the atmosphere. I love the people (okay, well the last one was a lie. Everyone knows I hate people. All people.) But seriously, I love Berkeley. It makes me safe. Too bad I love San Jose more.
4. Not spending money is hard. Damnit.
5. Feeling alone is hard. Damnit.
6. Damnit.
7. I don't understand why there isn't anything on TV anymore. I mean, come on, the freaking writers' strike is over. Haven't they started writing again, yet?? Virginal Maria.

Okay, I forgot what the point to this blog was supposed to be. It doesn't sound very witty, so I'm going to just let it crash and burn here.

CN