Nazo No Kanojo X

At first I was a bit skeptical since the story sounds a bit weird but now I think it’s great. Watching their love unfold just makes me so happy. Still pretty weird though.

Godammit. Either I do well and my team sucks ass or vice versa. I can never do well and be on a good team at the same time. 

What a terrible day of League for me. For some reason I just couldn’t seem to win. Getting owned in every fucking game I play is pretty whack. Especially when I play all day…

I haven’t really posted anything in a while but that’s because I’m pretty lazy. It’s not like much has happened anyways. Spring break is coming to a close but I’m pretty satisfied. I went to Boston on Wednesday and Thursday. The weather was beautiful on Wednesday so Narciso and I decided to explore before heading into campus and we found two beautiful parks. On Thursday, however, the weather took a turn for the worse. It rained all day and at one point it even hailed. Not a big deal though since I knew it was going to rain. After going there I realized that we chose a bad week since everyone had a ton of work to do and classes to go to. Even still, they were good hosts that chilled with us in their free time and gave us a place to sleep so I cannot complain. It was a nice change from just staying at home.

After going to Boston I rested up at home for one day and then made my way up to Breakneck Ridge (again) yesterday. I have to say that my first time going there doesn’t even come close to this time. We trekked pretty much the whole thing by following the white trail (which is supposed to be the hardest). We split up into two groups, one fast and one slow so that we wouldn’t have to keep waiting for the slow people to catch up, which ended up being a pretty good idea in my opinion although Tawsif got lost. Better him than anyone else though since he can hold his own pretty well. Towards the end of the trail my group found a large rickety tower on top of a mountain, going up to about 7 stories. Of course we had to climb it. Pretty damn scary but it made me feel accomplished. Today, the day after the hike, I am extremely sore and burnt out but of course, I have to make my way to work. It’s not really how I’d like to spend the last day of break but I guess I don’t have a choice. 

Some other things happened during break. Nothing too crazy, I guess. I finally reached level 30 in League but I’ve been playing a lot. I’ve been on a losing streak lately though. I also finally gathered the guts to ask   out but she said no, sadly. We’ve gone on countless dates during the past couple of months but in the end she says that she doesn’t like me in that way but still wants to go on dates. I’m not really sure how I should feel about this but there isn’t really much I can do. On one hand I feel like I wouldn’t mind continuing this way but on the other hand I don’t feel satisfied at all. Then again I’m a pretty greedy person.

Damn yo. So beta. But it’s all good I guess.

So my friend and I were in Flushing Meadow Park yesterday preparing to do what we do and some DTs roll up.

Wat

It ended up okay though. Just a few questions and they were off.

So I haven’t really been posting much, which is funny since I actually check tumblr multiple times each day (out of habit). This semester isn’t too bad. I really like my schedule and I have been getting a lot of sleep except for tonight because I decided to play LoL like an idiot. My classes aren’t too hard but the work is beginning to set in. There are a lot of readings and midterms are around the corner. I haven’t really been chilling much, with Baruch kids at least. They’re pretty chill but I usually go home right after class or after eating lunch.

My love life is the same as always: full of ups and downs. Not much that I want to say about it.

I guess something that caught my attention recently is my dreams. The other day I had a dream where I got shot. I don’t remember who shot me or why. I do however, remember the slight pain I felt where I had been shot (in my dream). Pretty crazy. I had an even crazier dream last night although I don’t remember all of the details. I had died and ended up in hell, which looked like a high school gymnasium. There were many other people there and I think we were wearing gym uniforms. The only other person  knew there (or the only one I remember) was Henry which was a good thing for me, but pretty bad for him I guess. Some other stuff happened that I really don’t remember but somewhere towards the end I remember seeing a large screen with text depicting my mother’s thoughts (although I don’t remember the exact words). I just remember waking up feeling insanely sad. Pretty fucking whack. I don’t usually have whack dreams like that but hopefully I don’t have any more.