Summer Love And Falling Back Up.

It's been a while since I've posted, and every post after the first few months of blogging has been pretty uneventful and kind of lame.

I think it's time to reinvent myself.

Today is the first day of finals. I'm currently sitting at work blogging instead of studying for a Spanish final. I also have a Linguistics final on Wednesday and a 20 page paper due Friday. I'm more worried about the paper... it's a research paper and I don't have many surveys filled out for it. It's not my fault that the population I'm focusing on is so hard to find! (Actually, yes it is.)

Nothing too crazy has been happening lately. Surprisingly, I've been pretty good with all my classes and such. I figure if I don't do that well on my paper (which is what the whole independent research class is based on), I can still manage above a 3.5, and that's all I really need to bring up my GPA for grad school.

Overall, my year has been pretty decent.

Summer was great.

It was my 21st in June and I must say, it was epic. It was more epic due to the amount of people stuffed into the suite style dorms and the amount of randoms. It wasn't the typical "don't remember your 21st!" birthdays, but it was fun and I was able to see old friends. Of course there was a brief moment of danger in the bathroom and I was called a "front", but in the end everything was good.

The rest of the summer had its ups and downs.

I'm one of those people that hate to be hated. I spent the first month of June pretty much confused as hell as to why one of my co-workers pretty much hated on me so much. By the end of the summer we were cool, but it was over some misunderstandings and I think it could've been avoided. Another downside was some misunderstandings with old friends. Again, by the end of the summer everything was cleared up, but it definitely sucked for a while when it seemed like everything was falling apart.

The best parts of my summer had to be with the people I lived with. Life was great and the love was there. I honestly felt that I could live with these girls even into the semester. Since I've never had such good suitemates in my few years of dorming, I had to say, I really enjoyed living with them. The parties were great, the lifestyle was good. I couldn't complain.

I couldn't find a group picture. How sad.

Another fun-filled learning experience of the summer was taking American Sign Language. That was definitely something I've wanted to learn for a while now. Joaquin and I signed up for the evening classes so we could work that nine to five grind. Taking ASL with Joaquin definitely helped me learn it faster. We also attended one of the Deaf Nights that took place at a Dave and Buster's in Farmingdale.

Deaf Social Event in Long Island.

We were so nervous to approach people and begin to socialize. I think I now know what it feels like for a man to try and approach a woman... In the end we managed to sign with someone and even saw someone we met earlier in the summer. Joaquin went off to sign more with our cute classmate. I want to call her Shy Ginger, but we'll see what Joaquin says about that.

I can't forget to mention what pretty much took over my life in the summer. That would be working as an Orientation Leader. I love this job and it was my second summer working as an OL. I managed to upgrade to Orientation Team Leader with Joaquin, D, Always Late Alberto, and two others (which I need to come up with names for). Fun fun fun.

Orientation Team Leaders.

G'GAMMACCS: My team.

I can't forget to mention the EAST COAST ROAD TRIP that I took with Joaquin and Porcelain (I really need to come up with better names). There was just too many fun times over the course of a few days. I managed to get a speeding ticket, Joaquin almost killed us, I slept for a good 90% of the trip, we met some Porcelain's relatives, saw our favorite Tanzanian, met some Seawolves, made some music videos... it was awesome.

Sugar in the Raw.

Our favorite Tanzanian.

Made it to the end.

This fall has been the most productive I've been since I've started college. It's pretty sad that I've finally learned to manage my time in my senior year. I think this semester was pretty decent aside from all the bad decisions I made in the uh... boy department.

This is a shout out to Banana. I made it to ten little Indian boys and I don't know if that's a good thing or not. (Six in one semester. What the eff?)

When I went to New Jersey I met a nice guy who I got along with pretty well. Too bad that didn't work out.

I also managed to get myself in a tangled mess of sorts. I'm not going to go into details but it's definitely not pretty.

I had a tongue injury. Enough said.

Let's see what the rest of the winter brings me.