Listening to: a lot of Wilco songs (particularly I’ll Fight)
Kim and Steven came down to SD and it was the best time ever. It kind of felt like I was on vacation too. I guess I already am, but then it became Vacation Deluxe. A vacation within a vacation! Every day was packed with activity, but I think Monday was the best day. No expectations at all, but it turned out to be just pure, simple fun. We sat in a jacuzzi twice in a day, went rock climbing, ate sushi, then went to Wesley’s where this happened. And this.
I have always really hated sitting in a jacuzzi, because it combines two things I dislike 1) heat and 2) sitting around. Now I kind of enjoy it, but perhaps only in the company of friends. We just sat in it for over an hour at a time, talking, sometimes gossiping, but really just talking. It felt really great to talk to high school friends outside of TMV, just to hear about a different group.
Me: OH MY GOD I can’t move my muscles!
Steven: That’s because they’re relaxed
Me: Oh … is this what ‘relaxed’ feels like?
AND on Saturday we ventured into the SD nightlife and Audrey took us around. Audrey knows a lot about where to go in SD. AND! She told me she still reads my blog! Which I found really amazing because I haven’t really spoken to her since high school. HI AUDREY! If you are reading. Thank you for essentially handing us a plan for Sunday 🙂 Sometimes when I’m hungry, I think of Hash House and remember that I should still be full until June.
After this weekend, I decided I’m going to leave SD a little earlier. I had initially planned to leave at the end of April, and I should have stuck with that. I told my aptmates I’d stay until the end of May after two weeks in SD because I was having so much fun, but now I think a month was the perfect amount of time while May is stretching it out. I’d rather leave, wishing I could have spent more time there, rather than feeling like I overstayed. I think I’m going to sell my surfboard and return my unused 2nd wetsuit, because after a week of not surfing, my mind’s cleared and I really don’t think I will ever have the time to do it. Or I’ll just keep my surfboard as a conversational piece in my future apartment.
I like to go through a random photo cd each time I come home, so here are some old pictures I found:
Yearbook was one of my favorite times in high school, but I try not to think about it because it reminds me of how little I contributed to the actual yearbook. Every day I would just sit with the grads section and laugh hysterically. I’m certain that the adviser hated me because I didn’t do anything.
I wish I had recorded more of Tara. If anyone deserves a reality show, I think she should have one on E!
Owen looks like he’s a ten year old driving his mom’s CLK
That’s what she said
This was the night before I left for Berkeley, I think. So back in August of 2006!
Looking at these pictures, I’m a little sad that I didn’t have a Me running around taking pictures with me in them. I don’t really care when I take group photos, but when I look through photos, posed group shots don’t mean very much to me if I’m not in them. I also can’t get over how thin I was in high school. I want that jawline back!