The Words of a "Niceguy"

Sooo…sophomore year at Wash U has ended.  I can’t believe it’s already over; too many things to say, to think, to express.  With this passing year, I’m now halfway done with my college career.  Two years gone, two years to go.  It’s so insane how quickly time is flying.  

I still feel blessed to have everything that I do; my friends, my dancing, my opportunities.  I didn’t make full use of them this last year, and I truly hope that I can change that.  In retrospect, my friend group really remained unchanged; I only really made two, maybe three, new friends.  But that’s ok, because my current friend group is awesome.  

I fly back to California in 7 hours.  As I sit here writing this, both of my remaining suitemates are sleeping, and I (not intending to sleep), have been overcome with some inexplicable sense of loneliness.  I don’t know why, but I suddenly feel so alone, in the quiet, with nothing but the sound of my own typing.  I always get this sentimental feeling at the end of the year; some profound sadness that another year has passed by.  I can’t really describe it, but it never goes away.  

I realized today that I missed out on so many good byes.  Friends, mentors, teachers (not professors, but others my age who taught me so much)…I may never get to see them again in my life, and my last sight of them was just a simple wave goodbye, like I’ll see them again next year, no problem.  

GAH, why am I suddenly so sentimental and crap…blah.  Time to finish packing the last remaining bits of my crap.  

It’s been awesome, yet again St. Louis.  Thanks, for the bipolar as fck weather, near-tear inducing midterms (QQ) and amazing memories.  I may hate you as St. Louis, but I can’t imagine another place to be going to school 

Was going to make a rage post about my obnoxious roommate and his girlfriend coming home in the middle of the night (literally) acting like they’re the only ones there and that there’s no way it’s possible for people (like the ones that they live with) are studying or sleeping.  Then, he suddenly goes to the bathroom, opens the door and proceeds to literally scream “OH MY GOD” at least a dozen times, laugh like a dying sheep, and then knock on his own door (I’m assuming that he locked himself out of his own room.  Good thing his girlfriend is here to open the door for him!  BUT WAIT, I THOUGHT THAT SHE DOESN’T STAY THE NIGHT?!?!?!?!?! (Queue suspenseful music)(Yes, we DO know that she stays over like…every night.  It’s pretty damn obvious)(But it is pretty fun to see how you guys scramble to hide the fact that there are two people in the bathroom at four in the morning, usually involving her sprinting back to your room when I go to check my phone)).  

Oh hey…I just did.  

SO excited to move away from those two.  

luckyxpaws:

1) Be humble! STOP being so obsessed with grades.

2) Let the small things go.

3) Stop being so hypocritical. 

4) Work first, play later.

5) Be kind, not nice.

6) RELAX. There’s no benefit in being stressed/worried all the time.

7) Sleep earlier.

8) Don’t be afraid to ask for help.

9) Live a healthier life style.

10) Listen to people with full focus.  

Some wise words that I feel I should follow. 

With another wtf post.  

At the rate that I’m going, I’m seriously considering dropping organic for the rest of the semester, and then taking it over the summer.  I’m currently on a path straight for rejection from med school and killing myself as I wonder why the heck nothing makes sense.

I
HATE
ORGO

That is all