Sunday, September 27, 2009

Harold and Kumar

So, yesterday was probably my biggest adventure of all time.
I hopped on the tram in the general direction of UCSD. Got off at the tram station. Asked which bus took me to University of San Diego. (see a problem?) Got on Bus 40. got off in front of USD. uh oh. wrong University. Called Amelia who came to my rescue and took me to UCSD. then spent the entire day with Priya, Vishal, Albert, and Raghav. SOOO much dang fun. never a dull moment even when we sat at a bus stop for 20 minutes till we finally realized that that bus didn't run on the weekends. Raghav didn't eat anything but a waffle all day, and Vishal only had a granola bar, so they were starving. It took us 2 hours to get to Islands, but once we got there it was sooooo worth it. We feasted like kings!!

Then we made it back to campus and explored the Graffiti hallway and found the BIG CHAIR(:

i loveddd seeing familiar faces and finally shared stories that we all could relate too.

I'm coming home next weekend!
it's been 5 weeks since i've been home. i think that's long enough for me to be an adult. here i comee mommma!!!

Wednesday, September 23, 2009


For those who read I Am Charlotte Simmons, I am reliving that book. I'm not even kidding. Except I'm not getting so depressed that I feel like I have to go to parties and meet frat boys and drink. But, besides that EVERYTHING is the same. it's crazy. The first few weeks of Charlottes life at Dupont her roommate asked her to leave the room so she could have some fun with a boy she just met. Instead of being asked, I walked in on my roommate and a boy fooling around on her bed (the boy was NOT her bf) and politely escorted my way out. Therefore I was SEXILED. the urban dictionary definition is:

when you cannot go in your room because your roommate is having sex
"man, i'm sexiled for the whole night, can i crash at your place!"

So, there I was, it was 1 o'clock in the morning and I had a class at 8 a.m. I texted my roommate saying when the coast is clear go ahead and text me because I'm down in the common area and may fall asleep. I waited until 2:30 a.m until i finally just knocked on my door and went inside to find them both SLEEPING. She didn't even have the decency to call me. hahaha.

oh college.

Tonight I won 3 games of Ninja against a group of 23 people. I AM NINJA CHAMPION!!!

what is your reality?

out on the roof of my dorms I was making a friend. He asked me how I'm liking college and all that small talk, but then he asked how I liked being in the real world?
This isn't reality to me. This is an incredible, annoying, spontaneous, sleepless, and exciting situation I'm in. But, this isn't the "real world." In the real world there is no such thing as "Thirsty Thursday" where flocks and flocks of freshmen in skanky outfits walk to a frat house. In the real world there wouldn't be ninja competitions every Tuesday night at 9 p.m. What I'm trying to get at is this whole college thing isn't the real world but instead it is it's own little world. We have created this world with its own status quo's, dress codes, and lingo.
But, I figured out how to get away from this world.
My reality is calling up Mr. Stevens and telling him how much I miss him as he brags about his completed waterfall. My reality is getting text messages from Mr. Barela and Ms. Gibb telling me that they are thinking about me. My reality is my cat biting an electrical cord and foaming from the mouth for 2 days. I know this world doesn't sound as exciting as the world I'm living in right now but I want to go back to that world. I used to say "tara is the world" but that's so silly. What a lonely life that would be.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

inspired by the informant!

when polar bears are waiting by the water to grab fish they cover their black noses so they blend in with the white ice. how the helll do they know that their noses are black? do they look at other polar bears and are like, holy crap their noses are black that means mine must be too. Or do they check them self out in the reflection of the water and see their nose and automatically cover it because they know that they will be seen by the fish? polar bears are smartttt mammals.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

my formal apology

I have become a lag texter.

There are people who i love the most who will text me or IM me and I will read the text, smile, think about what i should txt back, then completely forget to txt them back. It's not that I don't want to talk to you, but instead I am selfish and I wait till it's a convenient time for me to txt you back. Yet, my new friends here at SDSU get VIP treatment at my texting skills, and i don't get it. these people i have just met. I have to change that about me. From now on, i am going to pay more attention to the people I love and who love me the most. so, I'm sooo sorry.

Today my sister txted me asking if i could call her sometime tonight cuz she missed my voice. Not only did i txt her back 3 hours later, but I also forgot to call her. And when I did she was fast asleep and I woke her up. I felt so shitty. I love my sister more than anything in the world and I couldn't even step aside to give her a call?? college is really messing with my brain. I'm sorry.

I got to see anaoshak, kelsy, and nikhil this weekend. I don't think I'll ever find that good of relationships here at SDSU. But, seeing them made me miss home so much. I want to go home. I miss Willy.

Monday, September 7, 2009


I think i'm going to be okay. i'm making friends. my room is looking better. i'm not as lonely anymore. i'm more independent. this is my whole new life.

I watch the beautiful sunset from my roof everyday. And saw a shooting star last night. Momma i miss you, but no need to worry any longer.

your baby girl

Wednesday, September 2, 2009


take me home.
i don't want to be here.

but there's nothing really to go back to.