Right now, I'm in Santa Cruz remembering that night I made that one phone call that started EVERYTHING again. It's hard...especially today. It's that time of the year again where I feel this way that I do the same as every year since way back.

I'm here with my best friend and one of my closest roommates and yet I feel so empty. These shots are adding up, but there isn't enough to wipe away these thoughts that enter my head. The memories are still there.

These past 2 days in Davis was a blast. Swooping. Grinding. But when it really comes down to it, it all comes back to today and the year before and the year before. And the summer and the April . And the May. And the grad.

I hope everything is coo with Pas because Pas is better than Sta.