Olivia is a good friend. She came and got me and made sure that I didn’t fall over and get hypothermia because I might have sort or went into a plausible diabetic shock tonight. AND she did this when she was clearly too exhausted to even remotely be considered a functioning human being. On top of that she demanded I eat grapes, sopa (which is Spanish for soup), and drink cranberry juice (which I am). Pushy whore. :P
Olivia is a good friend, I am lucky.
So… I just got back from San Francisco this morning. Da fuck? Did that actually happen? Beacuse I’m not completely sure that it did, and I just lived it. Life, you a crazy beautiful motherfucker, but I dig you sometimes…I really do.
Random ass road trip to San Fran, for a legit day trip in the dead of night? Sure! Because when Ximena texts you with an offer to one of your favorite cities in the world, you best not refuse.
This has been one of the most interesting finals weeks I’ve ever lived through, so much has gotten done, yet it feels like nothing has been really accomplished. At least I got to spend it with Olivia (who is sleeping soundly on my couch while I type this), which means the past three days have been memorable in the very least, and I’ve gotten to talk to the boy (which always makes me weirdly happy). All in all, if this how I was meant to end college, thank fucking hey-zeus, because I feel lucky to go out like this. Tis bittersweet, bittersweet indeed. :)
Never thought I’d be spending my Sunday night drinking eating waffles and drinking fruit beer(s) with my soulmate and her roommates, while listening to straight up rachet music, but I can’t really imagine why I hadn’t thought of this before. There really is no better way to spend my final finals week at Cal Poly.
My soulmate is clearly better than yours. Allow me to elaborate:
This morning, as I wearily dragged my half alive corpse out of bed and into the fresh morning light of a new day (post Tartuffe!), I found myself in want of company. But seeing as it was only 9:00 in the morning the company I sought, Olivia Jones (soulmate), I figured was still asleep in bed since she was out late the night before striking the set for Tartuffe, thus I found it wise to not bother her rest. So I set off in search of some food to start my long and and lo and behold who do I run into? Miss Olivia Jones! And not only was I graced with her devine presence but she also graced my face with a sandwich from Starbucks, which she was exiting at that moment. When I told her that I was thinking of her this morning for the exact same reason we heartily laughed and rejoiced in the fact that we really are the same freaking person, and then got bagels in celebration.
I am so lucky. :)
Grand Canyon Trip (2012)
Taken By: Kiersten Tanopo 2012