I asked for a distraction, and I got one! An amazing one! Chicago is by FAR the most amazing place to go when there’s nothing you want to do at home. Our lil trip to chitown was amazing–but sadly there’re only two pictures. Started out by picking up an old friend… Angie property, F Lam. Here one of the pics:

Angie attacking Frank

Water is unbelievably fun when it’s 92 degrees outside!

Then Chinatown for some pho–which Anubhav enjoyed once upon a time. I beleive i got completely drenched on three seperate incidents. Once at the glass blocks with faces… whatever they’re called, second pictured below…

[pic to be added later]

Let’s just say I made the quickest 8 bucks ever. And YOU thought I wouldn’t do it!

…and the third time at the beach which we walked across the city to get to! Haha–the most random trip ever, and one of the most amazing
memorable moments of summer… next time, we shall take more people and enjoy the same awesome moments! Okay… off to a party! And yes, I know it’s 9:30

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Oh yeah, and here’s a random picture from the weekend…

I think it was meant to be an ‘A’ in CPK sourdough bread, key words being “meant to”. You should have seen it before I added my
improvements to it.

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What a bittersweet yet happy song!

I have a bet to win and a person to not think about.

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Six Flags + Camping trip to plan (Indiana or Michigan?)! Chem 102/103 to study for in a week, and 2 classes to get ready for. Packing to do… and leaving… already~! Back to U of I for summer school… blah–after this summer, I’ll be a senior in 2 more hours! Had I not been a junior by the end of 1st semester, that would be scary!

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15:58

i know i’m going to regret this, i knwo im going to regret this… i know i am i know i am, I KNOW I AM. I’ve received enough warnings from within, old friends, and new friends alike. From experience, and the occasional fear from time to time. Danger here, danger there–it is as clear and evident as the night…

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So, this is what it’s like to not regret what you’ve lost, but to feel the sadness of what you’re losing. Is everything we feel in life just change? Maybe it is… maybe not. I’d rather not believe so, but maybe that’s why I strive the ideals, because we may never reach them, but there’s only one way to work for (which would be… up).

But old habits are hard to kill…

I undoubtedly have the tendency of having the words and hopes of an optimist, and the actions of a severe pessimist. Always preparing for the worst, and holding thoughts and taking actions expecting such unless life can prove otherwise. This is a problem in my ever changing world, but sometimes, against great odds, it does manage to prove me wrong. But can it continue to do so? Or will I end up making my reality its own dark self-fulfilling prophesy? It’s something I wonder and fear at the same time… but if I really do have that power, I know I can make it better too…

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I came home after three days, and found this abomination in my garage:

 — I admit, it’s not a bad car… just… so random!

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15:13

Haha… or maybe, I just need to Breathe~

And everything’s gonna be all right…

I’ve heard, felt enough to believe that too. So in the end, nothing is determined, my impatience continues to roil, and the ultimate truth is elusive.

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16:04

Because I’m an idiot okay???
::stomps off as if it explains everything that ever needed explaining::

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