Closing the door to Fall 2013

I am slowly closing the door on this semester. The good times, the somewhat stressful times, the hardest laughs, the hot weather and the very cold weather, the hard art projects that I would do mediocre on and the long bio labs that would fill Wednesday afternoons where looking at the beautiful trees outside would appear to be more interesting, and the notes that my good friend Nasira would write to me in my international relations notebook while also listening and taking notes on game theory. Taking the bus twice a week, driving twice a week and getting rides were apart of this semester. Missing English classes like it was a person and knowing that it's my true passion. Going out to eat and going to Social Justice club meetings and learning what our main goals are and how hard it is to get members. Being apart of student government for the third semester and taking on bigger roles and seeing new people join and some leave. Becoming more interested in the German language yet still only knowing Wie geht's? JK. Still going strong to growing my hair out for cancer patients and being creative with it as well as my wardrobes. Getting to the bottom of my stomach pains that have been going on for far too long and finding out that there's nothing serious. Working at Kumon for  a year in a half now and getting my brother a job through it yet trying to be optimistic through all of the monotisity (is that a word?) but knowing that it's a good job while in college. Becoming more and more excited for the rest of my college career at another school but knowing that it will be hard to leave my school. I think it will be bittersweet. Realizing who are my close friends and who are the people in my life whom I met over the course of these three years and which ones will stay and which ones will eventually fade.  Time keeps on moving, we just have to embrace it as each day comes to us.

A crazy adventure

I don't know how my friend Nasira does it. We are both in student government at our Junior College and after our meetings on Fridays we always play ultimate Frisbee with the others from student government. Today after Frisbee some of us were planning on going to a restaurant near by. Nasira worked at 6 and this was already around 4 when we were thinking of leaving and she was my ride home since it's on the way to work. So we all go to the restaurant and we get our food around 5 and knowing that we have to leave around 5:30. We couldn't even pay for our own meals because the restaurant doesn't do personal checks for big groups. So we made a mental note to pay someone back for paying for us in the group.

This is the good part. Nasira and I head back to her car and first we have to go to her cousins house to drop off something somewhat nearby. By this time it's already 5:25 and she is very low on gas and we are not even in the same city where she works and it's almost 5:30. She races to her cousins, runs to the house and runs back to the car an then heads for the mall where she works in Pleasanton and figures it's best to drop me off at the bus stop there since she is on a crunch for time. So we are on the free way from Livermore and that leads to Dublin then to Pleasanton to the mall. Changing lanes, speeding, stopping fast are all part of this adventure where time is ticking heavy and it's the only thing that you can think about. We finally get near to the mall and she is super low on gas and it's two minutes before 6. It doesn't take too long to find a parking space but she doesn't even turn off the car and instead runs to her work and clocks in and then tells her manager that she has to go back to her car to get gas because as of then there was literally no gas in the tank. We rush to the nearest gas station and she gets a half tank. We go back to the mall and then she drops me off at the bus stop and the bus is already there. She rushes to find a parking space and then runs back to her work. I don't know how she does it while still remaining cool and the whole time we are laughing and having a good time. I'm sure there will be more adventures soon to come!

Funny story

It's funny how you think you know what something is or means but it actually isn't what you assumed it to be. This type of incident happened to me recently. One of my friends from Student Government and I were talking about our day, and what not and he mentioned how after his class he went to the washroom. When he said this, I immediately assumed it was a laundry mat and remember thinking, wow that's pretty cool that we have a laundry mat at school!! It made perfect sense to me. That same day the printer broke in the Student Government office and he and other people were fixing it and he got some ink on his pants so it just made sense to me that it was a room with a washing machine, since that is what a washroom is, right? It's like when you are dreaming and in your dream, everything makes sense,though it's bazaar and makes no sense whatsoever.

Through out the past two to three weeks, I kept on hearing that word from him. And I always had a laundry mat pictured in my head and I never seconded guessed it., until two days ago. He mentioned washroom again and then I asked where it was located at school and he said it was near the cafe. And I was like, oh so what do you do there, just wash your clothes? And he was like, what?! no it's a restroom. We both were laughing so hard. I felt kind of embarrassed that for the past three weeks I just assumed that it was a place where you wash your clothes. Yeah. Well now I know what a washroom is.