My room is chaos, swirling, teeming chaos, like dripping bubbles of watercolor are colliding into one another and bursting, leaving a glorious stain as artful receipt of their deadly expenditure. Oh wait, did I say my room? I meant my head.
Oxy for me means the ability to be involved in a ridiculously large number of ridiculously amazing groups, activities, and organizations. But that also means my highly creative brain is in a supercharged overdrive. I love Oxy because of pho and movie nights with my best friends where we order in and bundle up, both bemused and confused about the cold weather. The ideal location composed of an uncomparable triad of fantastic food (reminiscent of my hometown, Oakland), waves, and city lights make Oxy the ideal protective microcosm for me. I...Read More