After two years

These days I feel like I don't have time to think for myself so it's nice to take a step back and unwind. I'm doing a study guide for a Bio class and i'm stressing out about three tests in the next three days. College has been difficult and oddly life changing. I failed, cried, fought, loved, and the like. I can't believe I made it this far and i'm constantly trying to make my life significantly better. Want to know some ridiculous shit that happened in good ole sf? I ran from the cops. I got into a fight and beat up a black guy. I fell in love. I felt like i was alone for the longest time. I was more of a hermit on some points than i would like I learned the harsh reality of living on your own I learned life is a tad bit easier if you have someone holding you up I learned how to flip knives I had too many breakdowns I was carried home and almost got alcohol poisoning I got drunk off my ass with tif I experienced things that forty year olds are supposed to experience not 19 year olds I thought I left everything i loved back in so cal I grew up. Shit, life gets pretty hard up here but still hanging on.

You know what.

I don't like San Francisco. I dont particularly like the people here but you know what? Whatever.

I'm having a nice time up here. I try hard to convince myself that it's the worst place to live and junk but maybe i've just become adjusted. I'm not as angry or drunk anymore and I can support myself and stand my ground. Crazy shit has happened here and I feel that's probably not stopping.

I like my life, it's not perfect but it's damn good i tell you what.

Praise god and how he truly shows his love at your lowest points.