Sunday, November 9, 2008

inspired

it's 2 in the morning, and i feel a sudden inspiration for change,
with hope by my side.
letting go of unnecessary heartache, and starting new.

super tuesday - voted and changed history - it was a proud moment for all of us
that was my reality check, that there is still hope.
proud of OBAMA - yes we can!
disappointment on Prop 8, what happened California?

these past years have changed me for the better, or the worst,
whichever it is, i've come to think i wouldn't change it for the world.
this city is truly my love, san francisco you cease to amaze me
living here for two and a half years allowed me to learn a thing or two about myself
with a lifetime of memories to follow. in the past two and a half years years i have:

met amazing friends, fallen in deeper love with music, danced on countless table tops, swam at The W til 4 in the morning in our underwear, found a new love for weed, lost my wallet, thrown up in public, made out with a cab driver, stayed up far too late, done the "walk of shame", gotten closer to unlikely candidates, got BLTAs from the market at one in the morning with danny, got a bonus, gone through four different season in one month, done illegal substances in dorm rooms, went to a masquerade, broke my phone falling off the bed, danced in the streets dressed as a doll, gotten denied for a fake ID - but passed many many times, had people walk in and out of my life - as if it was "somebody that i use to know", watched movies in the park with a bottle of champagne, taken photobooth pictures, watched my friends get married, got a tattoo, gone on amazing adventures through san francisco with kat; with one mission in mind - weed and food, yelled at a complete stranger, smoked a joint in an ally on a ten minute break, gone to sleep as lovers and woken up as strangers, watched fireworks from a rooftop, ended up at jack in the box at three in the morning drunk multiple times, peed in union square, encountered heartache and tears, spent excessive amounts of money on clothes, cab fares, drinks, and drugs.

passion will make you crazy, is there any better way to live?

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