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Jordan.
Bay Area. 19. CSU Chico.

Still trying to figure things out.
Always happy. No regrets.

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Ahhh, saw an academic adviser today. My dream of a perfect 3 day weekend is ruined because of the silly political science class. But hey, after this semester I am still 7 units ahead of the game~ But if it doesn’t work, I may drop it. Let’s see how this week goes.
Ugh. Look at that Tuesday and Thursday though. Also, currently trying to get into mixed martial arts. :)

Ahhh, saw an academic adviser today. My dream of a perfect 3 day weekend is ruined because of the silly political science class. But hey, after this semester I am still 7 units ahead of the game~

But if it doesn’t work, I may drop it. Let’s see how this week goes.



Ugh. Look at that Tuesday and Thursday though.
Also, currently trying to get into mixed martial arts. :)

Feeling a little accomplished, feeling a little other things..

-Finished philosophy class today, final and everything. I don’t think I did very well.
-Finished lecture portion of US history today! I feel like it was the first real college class that I’ve taken. Now for the final next week. I’ll get an A. (;
-Finished my scholarship application for the school. Hopefully I get da free moniez cus I’m a broke ass biatch.
-Cleaned the 2nd floor bathroom. —I like when my mirrors are streak free.

And now it is time to read/study.


I’m such a big girl now. :’D 

New desks… they spin around fully. The desk part does too. If I wasn’t in the middle of class I would be spinning around and rolling. Fancy shit.

New desks… they spin around fully. The desk part does too. If I wasn’t in the middle of class I would be spinning around and rolling. Fancy shit.

Had a perfect paper.

And then scribbled it out and changed my grade?

Still an A, but geeze.

Had a perfect paper.

And then scribbled it out and changed my grade?

Still an A, but geeze.

Chico observation #1 : Relationships?

I think I’m going to list the things I notice while I’m out here.


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And one thing that comes up a lot is people and relationships.



I’ve always seen flirting and variations of cheating (some people consider flirting as cheating), but I see it so often out here. 

There are boys talking about their girlfriends and next thing you know, maybe after a few drinks, they’re trying to flirt and get with another girl. Is being drunk often an excuse for cheating? I’ve been cheated on, but he definitely wasn’t intoxicated. Stupid, yeah, but there was no excuse. 


And it definitely isn’t only the boys. I have heard of girls just coming here to party and have one night stands, getting away from it all and going to my little Chico. To feel the need to cheat; to plan to ? That’s just ridiculous to me. Why commit when you really don’t want to? 



And maybe you just like to be happy when you’re not with that person. But maybe you should just also break up with that person. 


If you really want this college party life, then don’t have a commitment you can’t live up to. If you want to go crazy and “experience life”, don’t do that while you have a significant other. 


For example: At the moment there are boys downstairs that are friends of my roommate. I know one of them definitely has a girlfriend, but he hasn’t failed to flirt with me or my other roommate. He goes so far as to ask if we want company while we sleep. It’s disgusting to me. He has a girlfriend of 5 years, and he wants to sleep with random girls?


Maybe he is in one of those relationships that he feels stuck in. But breaking up with someone isn’t as hard as everyone makes it out to be. It’s not like that person can force you to stay with them if you really don’t want it. 



Regardless, he has a girlfriend. And I feel bad for her. 

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To be honest, I would not want a boyfriend at this time that I couldn’t trust 150%. I really do have trust issues and I always have, so I wouldn’t be comfortable if I didn’t know I could trust him. And to be honest, I am needy when it comes to not seeing a boyfriend often. If I don’t see you and know what you’re doing, you better be one hell of a talker that can keep me comfortable. I’m pretty easy to please. 


But I guess I shouldn’t be tied down right? Freshman in college and all. Maybe I should go whore around too.

Just kidding~

Week 2. Today. My thoughts.

This is my second week as a college student, and I feel like I have already fallen behind. Of course it doesn’t help missing class either, but you know, a girls gotta do what she’s gotta do. There is a ton of reading involved, and I have my first test next week. It’s nice to know that I don’t have to go to the same classes every day, and I have time to do what I need to do, and run the errands I need to run. 

When my second class let out today at 12:50, I sat in front of the building to write a letter to the scholarship people to finally get the check. It was a courtesy letter, thanking them and telling them where I wanted the check to be sent. I hope they appreciate the handwritten letter; it wasn’t a requirement or anything, I just wanted to let them know how thankful I am for it. 

After that I sealed it in an envelope with my enrollment verification and instead of taking my bike, I walked to downtown.


I had 2 objectives on my list:  
1. Go to the bank and deposit my rent into the landlord’s account. 
2. Find a post office and send out the letter. 

 

I walked down Broadway knowing that I would eventually find a Bank Of America. It was busier than I thought it would be, but I guess because it is the end of the month people were doing things similar as to what I was there for. The workers there were very engaged. One greeted everyone one by one in line, while others worked the actual counter. I have never been to a BofA that was so friendly.

When I was done there I walked back towards the school. Then half way there, I realized I had to find the post office. I walked into a store and asked where the post office was, and I had to walk back down Broadway. I didn’t mind much and walked the couple of blocks. I put my mail down the shoot and walked by the park area.

Because I had walked that area 3 times by then I passed some clothing stores, food places, a Chinese store, and decided to go into the comicbook store. Of course I walked toward the section where all the cute things were, the anime/manga section. I haven’t read or watched any for a long time now, but looking through their selection of books and DVDs made me nostalgic. The stickers caught my eyes, and I decided to buy generic Pokemon stickers. You know the ones that were randomly asian and shiny? Yeah, those. They were 3 for a dollar and I thought I might as well, just because I haven’t seen them in so many years. They had other things like Miyazaki DVDs and stuffed animals, but of course they were out of my price range. Almost everything is. 


As I walked back to school to get my bike I half smiled at everyone who’s eyes met mine. When I got home, I washed dishes and cleaned up downstairs. Now, I am in my room. 

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A lot of things today made me so happy. The beauty and simplicity of me exploring my new home helped remind me why I am so thankful for everything I have. The opportunity to go to school. My dad supporting me living out here, alone, in what is basically my dream room. My awesome roommates. ( Which I’m pretty sure is the most diverse apartment in Chico; I’m Filipino/Irish/German, my roommate Jackie is Irish/Portuguese, and my roommate Danala is Black/Chinese. ) The fact that I have so much and can do so much. I don’t mind not eating lavishly, or not having my bestfriends here. I don’t mind not being able to shop as often as I like, or having to keep account of all the money I spend. I don’t mind doing all of the reading or the school work.


I don’t mind doing what I need to do because essentially, I’m living the life I never thought I would be able to live. 




Because of all the good that has been going on in my life, I haven’t had the urge to party out here because I know so many people are watching over me, and that makes me want to succeed and do what I need to do above everything else. 

Thinking about it deeply makes me want to cry.



I’m so happy with life.
And I’m so happy I can say that.  




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Thanks all for contributing to my happiness. I’m going to text my dad and tell him how awesome he is.