Hey there!
This was looking a bit empty and forlorn, so I thought I'd better start writing. Hm, where to begin? Well, how about the origins of this baby? So I made this blog back in April and never got around to writing in it despite all intentions to do so. I was encouraged to create a blog at the prodding of friends who apparently enjoy the pretentious ramblings of yesteryear. As I recall, I made this on the night of Berkeley's Boat Dance, which I abstained from attending as I had a three hour Asian Americans in Education class to attend. Although I was technically there, as a friend impersonated me and partied it up on a boat with a really fly Ozymandias action figure. Good times. Anyway, this is making me nostalgic for the awesome mini suite I inhabited last year, and who knew that would ever happen--nostalgia for anything related to school.
Spring semester finals, a rather fun tour of the East Coast, a too short summer filled with boring summer school and adventures into previously unexplored neighborhoods of San Francisco, and a dive headlong into this fall semester, and here we are on the eve of Thanksgiving. Home a day early (for which I'm thankful, though I'm more resentful than thankful in general), but I don't know what to do with myself. Well, the obvious answer would be to get on to catching up for the game theory class that I haven't attended in a month or fulfilling other academic obligations. But I'm feeling rather restless, as another semester is drawing to a close (thankfully as this one was particularly hellish) and I still have no idea what I'm doing with my life. I'll have to figure it out eventually, but until that elusive epiphany which I fear I'll never reach, I have Thanksgiving to help put my waywardness out of mind, if only for a brief while.
A pretty accurate depiction of my unwavering state of stagnation
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