Closer to my Dreams.

I'll be honest. I was hesitant, reluctant, even scared stiff to enter the next post in here. I kind of did leave everyone on a cliffhanger ending the last one. Sorry, haha but I'm not 100% sure yet!!

But i am 99%. Let me take you guys back to the past 48 hours.


After opening that logging into myBerkeley thursday night and seeing that I actually got accepted, I remember it being bittersweet. I was blind, and didn't know how to take it. Should I be bouncing off the walls? Should I be angry that they just made my decision harder? Am I right to feel bittersweet and unsure? I put all of the racing thoughts into my blogger.


I still felt restless, so I put some of that energy into writing. It helped me write "Letter to my future girlfriend". I actually thought it was better than all of the crap I thought up for this years poetry slam, haha. I even had a few impromptu introduction words for the poem, inspired from the Thank you message that Pharrell said on the inside of the cover to the N*E*R*D album Fly or Die. It was dope.

The next day was Hella Poetic, and it helped me put off thinking about my decision even more. The event was cool. Highlights of the night was hearing Abdi, Johnny, and Lexationship. "I still miss smellin' yo muh'fuckinn hair..." I went home that night and slept away, not even thinking much about college. Berkeley did send me a couple letters that said "Congratulations on your acceptance to UC Berkeley", but it wasnt a formal big envelope kind of letter. I was kind of puzzled.

I am proud Johann got accepted. She'll go places. Change. Grow up. And I'll watch her get in and out of the shit she gets into. She'll always be gay to me.

Mary got in too. I'm not going to tell her to go. I feel that is a homo job. Hint, johann.

But yeah, I'm going to church. I'll continue. There is lots more. Sorry for the cliffhangers.