adios wise fools

hola,

so for those who didn't get the title, sophomore means 'wise fools.' think about it... it'll make sense. thanks professor wex. haha

moving out was a biatch. i hate... no i despise packing. i never realized i had so much stuff.

i left a few of my special belongings such as my camera in my desk. luckily my roomies came to the rescue and packed it all up for me. gracias amigas. i was too careless playing blockles all night.... yeah no excuse. i take full responsibility for my foolishness. when it was time to go, i didn't double check everything.... what was i thinking?

well, on my way to the airport, the taxi driver basically told me his whole life story and his perspective on life. i just awkwardly replied with "uh huh" while smiling at him in the 20 minute car ride. fun, no? the flight was eh okay. however, stepping out of the airplane felt amazing. the fresh breeze and the hot sun hitting against my face never felt oh so good. sweet home california. oh yeah i need to mention that the first stop i made was in n out. cheeseburger, milk shake, and animal style fries. screw the diet for today ;)

anyways on a more serious note, sophomore year is over and it sure is bittersweet. this year has definitely been a year to remember filled with wonderful memories. i cannot even list off all the things we did trying to take advantage of the wonderful city of boston. justin nozuka and coldplay are for sure in my top memories. yet little things we did here and there have a special place in my heart that i will never ever forget. it has been a year of many changes. good changes i might add. i never thought i would say this but i am actually very stoked for junior year. i am excited indeed. its weird though. i thought i would just cruise through boston without having the typical college experiences all my other friends had/have. 

yet after much thought, the amount of knowledge and wisdom i gained by coming to boston taught to me to just appreciate everything i have there. 

i came to boston freshman year with a list of expectations only to have every single one of them not met. i hated my freshman year and all i did was complain how horrid boston was. i was expecting too much. i had my picture of college and that sure fell into shambles.

i guess what im trying to say is that when you expect the unexpected, God throws curve balls in your direction to make life ten times more exciting. just this past semester, i met new people, i developed a new family, and i actually had some good ol' fun. none of it was planned. at first, it may seem weird and foreign to you like it did to me, but when you stick to it, its worth it. trust me on this one. 

the more you complain, the more boring your life will be. the more you accept the facts of life and humble yourself, blessings will come your way.  but what do i know huh? im only a wise fool. wait... correction: "was" 

adios

see you in the fall boston, 

yuri