It's been a wonderful summer. Time was going by at a nice pace. But all of a sudden, this week came, and time just rolled downhill similarly to the way it's recommended to peel off a Band-Aid - "painlessly" and quick.
This summer, I did a LOT. And I'm very fulfilled by the number of items checked off my to-do list. I:
- saw Avenue Q with someone I love very deeply
- went to Rapids Water Park (twice!)
- had plenty of dinner-and-a-movie dates
- tried new food
- went to Seattle with family
- went on an Alaskan cruise with family
- went to a nifty place called Boomers - once with my boyfriend, the second time with my brother
- did a lot of shopping/female bonding time
- hung out with good company (mostly toward this week)
- watched the Olympics every night
This summer, I did a LOT. And I'm very fulfilled by the number of items checked off my to-do list. I:
- saw Avenue Q with someone I love very deeply
- went to Rapids Water Park (twice!)
- had plenty of dinner-and-a-movie dates
- tried new food
- went to Seattle with family
- went on an Alaskan cruise with family
- went to a nifty place called Boomers - once with my boyfriend, the second time with my brother
- did a lot of shopping/female bonding time
- hung out with good company (mostly toward this week)
- watched the Olympics every night
- went to two Marlins games (against the Braves, and against the Cardinals)
This summer was, by far, the longest, and the most productive. I worked as much as I possibly could. As is evident, the economy is in a rough state. I didn't enjoy my job at Sears as much as I did last year, and I decided admist all the bitterness towards my job that this would be my last year. I took so much from my job, though. Last year, I was in love with it - my coworkers were phenomenal, I made a lot of money, and I learned a lot, including about adult responsibility. This year, I learned what a job truly is - hard work, and that you can't always look forward to it, let alone always enjoy it.I think it was a good break-up. I won't regret leaving, and the goodbye was not as hard as it could have been.
Along the course of goodbyes, I said a momentary farewell to my boyfriend as he left for college yesterday. It's back to our long-distance relationship. It still hasn't hit me that he's gone. At moments, I'll feel it - the loneliness, the love for him, the sadness - but then I return to my previous mind state, in which I'm focused on leaving tomorrow.
Band camp technically starts tomorrow. I have to report to the band trailer between 8 and 11 AM for check-in. My dad and I are driving up. More goodbyes in the morning. My apartment check-in begins at 1 PM, so it'll be quite a wait, but this year, I am rooming with two good friends, and the good friend of my roommate, Jessie. It'll be Ali, Jessie, Danielle, and I sharing the apartment on-campus, and it's going to be a wonderful assignment, I'm sure. I am happy to be with friends with whom I'm comfortable, and things will go smoothly (so long as we don't get too distracted by each other when we should be studying).
Hopefully, I'll be updating this blog more often this year. I think it'll be good for me. I hope to see any of you who actually read this (ha ha) soon. Otherwise, I'll be happy to get down those itches in the back of my head. Have a wonderful morning/day/evening.
This summer was, by far, the longest, and the most productive. I worked as much as I possibly could. As is evident, the economy is in a rough state. I didn't enjoy my job at Sears as much as I did last year, and I decided admist all the bitterness towards my job that this would be my last year. I took so much from my job, though. Last year, I was in love with it - my coworkers were phenomenal, I made a lot of money, and I learned a lot, including about adult responsibility. This year, I learned what a job truly is - hard work, and that you can't always look forward to it, let alone always enjoy it.I think it was a good break-up. I won't regret leaving, and the goodbye was not as hard as it could have been.
Along the course of goodbyes, I said a momentary farewell to my boyfriend as he left for college yesterday. It's back to our long-distance relationship. It still hasn't hit me that he's gone. At moments, I'll feel it - the loneliness, the love for him, the sadness - but then I return to my previous mind state, in which I'm focused on leaving tomorrow.
Band camp technically starts tomorrow. I have to report to the band trailer between 8 and 11 AM for check-in. My dad and I are driving up. More goodbyes in the morning. My apartment check-in begins at 1 PM, so it'll be quite a wait, but this year, I am rooming with two good friends, and the good friend of my roommate, Jessie. It'll be Ali, Jessie, Danielle, and I sharing the apartment on-campus, and it's going to be a wonderful assignment, I'm sure. I am happy to be with friends with whom I'm comfortable, and things will go smoothly (so long as we don't get too distracted by each other when we should be studying).
Hopefully, I'll be updating this blog more often this year. I think it'll be good for me. I hope to see any of you who actually read this (ha ha) soon. Otherwise, I'll be happy to get down those itches in the back of my head. Have a wonderful morning/day/evening.
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