dear blog, Ive neglected you.

I will share you a story for today. Only because it was something horrible that happened to me, i had to walk home!

You know how blindingly hot San Jose was? Hot enough to stir fry my brain and reduce me into a sweating beast. Standing in the last shade of the parking lot looking out into the blacktop i watched heat waves glistening in the air and creating oil slick mirages. Fmylife guys, Fmylife. Jeremy, Daniel and Richard stood next to me and peered glumly at the sky and pulled uncomfortably at their jeans. I shifted in my toasty Emu boots took off my cotton drawsring shirt and tugged on my tank top. We set off, stopping on the way for me to snag some snapple baby green tea and Jeremy to pick up a slurpie thing. Let me just tell it was the worst walk Ive ever had, I can feel the UV rays broiling me alive in this giant oven i am forced to trek through. And for a mile I had to carry my heavy textbook and my big messenger bag. Plus when i was just 5 minutes to reaching my house, guess who pulls up in his car and laughs? My dad.


Thank God I had refreshing cool waterpolo after.