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An update for those still paying attention:

I've been to the beach 3 times in the last few weeks. I intend to go at least 4 more times before I am a graduate. In the recent past I have: turned some corners on my own personal code of ethics, participated in a 500 person pillow fight, gotten my tickets to Coachella, played in the ocean, spent a night running in circles with previously stated crush, driven myself into the ground about 3 to 5 times and had my academic career saved by a certain Professor Dickey. Also-Ratatat! Life has been a series of fun-filled adventures punctuated by moments of melancholy/responsibility. There are no complaints.

So-on to the complaints: no (real) money, crappy car, no girl, lack of laser eyes or career goals, possible upcoming awkward moments with friends, newly reestablished aggressive tendencies peppered with narcissism, laziness and the general lack of adventure. Keeping all of these things in mind, I am doing well while trying my best not to lose perspective. This is the precarious balance I believe I am bound to in my life in general. Nothing is new and yet everything changes. At the moment all I can do is just choose to enjoy it.