"I wish there was a way to know you’re in the good ol’ days before you’ve actually left them"
The Office Season Finale
I never really understood the extreme depths a love-hate relationship could go until I came to Berkeley. With the contents of my dorm room and a whole year’s worth of memories packed into at least three times more boxes than I came with, I’ve officially survived freshman year - without a doubt the craziest year of the worst lows of self-worth and the incomparable highs of spontaneous happiness and exploration and curiosities satisfied and assumptions proven completely, wonderfully wrong.
I might not be ready to take on sophomore year, another step down the road to the hazy future that is post-undergraduate professional life but at least I have a slightly clearer perspective on what I really want to get out of these last few years of being a student.
Cheers to my last year of being an acceptably stupid and #dab and naive freshman, and to sophomore year!
haiku
hahahahaha,
hahaheehoheehaha,
hahahaha, fucked
Yelp and the Wisdom of “The Lonely Crowd”
I am a Yelp groupie of other-direction.
(Source: newyorker)
some thoughts on freshman year
“So does Account Executive of the Year mean that you sold the most or something?”
Uh, not exactly because of that one mix-up…but it does mean that even when forced to inhale helium, even when I am the absolutely drunkest person in the room, and even when the last person cheats multiple times I can still sell the shit out of anyone else. This is a long way from a fruitless first semester mostly spent leaving voicemails, and I must say having that golden phone and the ability to kick out anyone I want feels empowering.
Except now I’m pretty much obligated to stay. Which isn’t exactly a bad thing..Joining the Daily Cal Sales Team was the best decision I’ve made all year - I’ve gotten to know some great people in that cubicle, and a greater knowledge of the Berkeley community I wouldn’t have had this level of exposure to.. as for the people..Who else besides Wisconsin man would bravely reveal his high school past to ensure I would keep my shit together and sail on to glory? Where would I be without the voice of stability that is my AM, or without all of the office pranks? But at the same time…the learning curve is starting to plateau…and more and more, as freshman year draws to a close and the last 3/4 of college promises to rush by just as (if not more) quickly, I’m starting to wonder how or if to balance fun and career preparation/academics/etc. Case in point: ”If I’m not working, someone’s going to beat me” - floormate..it’s such a Berkeley student motto that the cold truth of it doesn’t even shock me as much as it saddens me. But at any rate…I have another audition tomorrow (what’s the point really) and for now I’m going to stop trying to plan my life out, and just build my Yelp list of SF restaurants to try this summer and enjoy my Account Exec of the Year prize.
