Anyone reading this blog can tell how obsessed I am with weather. Good news: today marked 75 degrees in good old Berkeley. 75! This doesn't even happen in the dead of July. It was nice to feel the sweat walking to the library today.
Do you know that feeling where you know something absolutely horrible is going to happen, something you dread with all your body, something you've been dreading so much that when it finally happens, instead of feeling even worse you end up feeling a huge wash of relief? It's kind of backwards, I know, but it feels just like when you wait for some day that you know will be amazing but it turns out to be a couple of hours that fly by? The waiting is usually better than the actual thing you've been waiting for, and the dreading is always worse than when the damn thing actually happens. So stop hesitating and dreading and get it over with! Trust you won't regret it.
I just pounded out an essay that I really didn't feel like writing, and it makes me wonder if writing when you don't want to actually does help the process. I'm not sure if a giant slab of mismatched words is nothing at all. I'm a proponent of minimalism and purity and if possible, I I usually approach writing with a "every word needs to be impeccable or I will delete it in an instant" view. It's certainly not the healthiest of approaches, since I ended up writing a sentence at most and throwing the piece out. So it's times like this when I'm forced to write that I end up pushing and pushing until I throw up a bunch of garbled mush, and I am just never satisfied.
This weekend there were a slew of stores on Telegraph Avenue that closed down and/or opened, and I'm noticing that Berkeley is really loving a) Thai food (really though, two Thai places right next to each other?) & b) dessert. I'm guaranteeing that when Pinkberry finally opens there will be a mad line outside almost rivaling Cream's (the Diddy Riese clone).
On a final note, I feel like I'm the only person who doesn't have a friend in every single one of their classes. I mean, is this unusual? I used to think making friends in classes were impossible, which it still might be, except that I am usually the only person in lecture Facebooking on my iPod while everyone else is chatting with each other. Maybe I just give off a cold demeanor (quite possible). People tell me I am unapproachable and scary but I don't know how to fix this. I warm up to people, not the other way around.
photo | alison scarpulla ; flickr
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