why you'd want to live here

Hey, check it out, I'm blogging again. That must mean....you're right, I do HAVE a quiz, a midterm, and a paper tomorrow. In any case, I'm in a reflective mood. I just got back from Northgate mall where I saw my parents (and had unsatisfying teriyaki - shrimp, of course) who are probably in Tacoma right now in a U-Haul trucking it down to NorCal. Yes, my dad is finally moving to Walnut Creek. Its real, and that realization is somewhat invoking. What emotions it invokes, I don't really know, but the state I'm in right now (aside from Washington o' course [badda ding]) can only be described as emotional. I miss my dog, my house that'll be there until april-ish, my church. I miss the Canucks being able to beat the Blues. I've always maintained that I wasn't moving, only my parents are, but it still feels like a significant event in my life. I have had two homes (Seattle and Vancouver) for the past 4 months or so, and now, after my mom leaves in aprilish, my parents won't be in either one. I'll (hopefully) live in Vancouver this summer, but will I ever again?

I think the North American family can sorta generally be divided up into categories- people who stick around in one spot for like 19 generations and tend to be the solid backbone, we're-always-here people of the church and we-have-a-super-tight-extended-family. And then you have families like my family: the my-youngest-son-is-about-to-be-a-citizen-of-three-different-countries families (werd up, applying to get Canadian citizenship soon to go along with the other two). There's benefits to moving around and getting all these different experiences for sure, but there's something really sad about it. After this year, how often will I see my immediate family? I'll probably see my parents 2 to 4 weeks out of the year, Sara maybe a week or two (she's off to law school in either Virginia or one of four spots in Cali), and Katia + Micah (who leave Grand Rapids next year to God knows where) probably two weeks every two years - and that's most likely how it'll be for the rest of my life. That's how it was for my parents.

Anyways, I'm off to learn about VO2 Max and consititutional democracies, then write a paper on why Samuel Huntington is a warmongering racist and Mexican immigrantion shouldn't be impeded.

much love
david

P.S. props if you got the death cab reference in the title. And yes, know that song is about LA, not North Cal, but it was a good effort, eh (gotta practice for Canadian citizenship eh)

Almost two months later....

I figured since Stewie would break up with me if I didn't blog today, I figured I throw a bone to all of ya and dust off the blogging machine after a two month absence. Two months, eh? I'll be brief...
So after throwing together an insanely high number of hours studied for finals, I pulled together some solid grades achieving the sexy 4.0 gpa I had been lusting after all quarter. What's sexy about a 4.0? Welp, I've been finding myself wearing glasses and knee-high socks, reading fantasy books, talking with a lisp, and playing World of Warcraft. My new role model is now Neil Goldman. Sexshy. This quarter I have two really boring classes (arts and christian community and biology of human motion), and one really interesting one (intro to politics), so I'm finding myself less motivated.
Alright, I need to go find something else for me to do to keep procrastinating from writing a small politics paper, but I promise each and everyone of you I'll be back with more interesting gossip (you'll never guess who has gotten fat). Enjoy the commercials.