Home
It's good to be home. Normally, I dread coming home simply because, well, my family is here. I love them and all, but they get pretty annoying. However, I'm grateful that this semester is over. I can finally get some time to breathe and relax, time I never got while at school.
One thing I've discovered since coming home is that I have a bunch of crap. Seriously, I've been rearranging my things to put into storage, and I ran out of space in my room. So, I stopped working, and I'm waiting on my dad to stop remodeling the house so he can help me move all these boxes into storage. However, I was pretty organized when I packed up everything when I was leaving my room, so it's been an easy job so far to move things around and figure out what I want to keep in my room at home. After all, it's going to have to stay here for four months. It's weird that I won't be going back to Huntingdon next semester. Ireland doesn't seem quite real at the moment.
My goals for the break are to finish my stories that are in-progress, to read a lot of books, and to catch up on all the TV I've missed out on because I was studying, which is unfortunately very important when in college. It's funny. I was talking with my dad earlier about my study habits in high school, and I couldn't remember what I used to do back when I didn't have to study all the time. Hard to believe it's been two and a half years. It doesn't feel like that much time has passed. I sometimes want to grab hold of the present and make it slow down because it kind of disappears before I realize what's going on.
Well, since I find my present life so fleeting, I should probably go and enjoy it instead of being on the computer.
One thing I've discovered since coming home is that I have a bunch of crap. Seriously, I've been rearranging my things to put into storage, and I ran out of space in my room. So, I stopped working, and I'm waiting on my dad to stop remodeling the house so he can help me move all these boxes into storage. However, I was pretty organized when I packed up everything when I was leaving my room, so it's been an easy job so far to move things around and figure out what I want to keep in my room at home. After all, it's going to have to stay here for four months. It's weird that I won't be going back to Huntingdon next semester. Ireland doesn't seem quite real at the moment.
My goals for the break are to finish my stories that are in-progress, to read a lot of books, and to catch up on all the TV I've missed out on because I was studying, which is unfortunately very important when in college. It's funny. I was talking with my dad earlier about my study habits in high school, and I couldn't remember what I used to do back when I didn't have to study all the time. Hard to believe it's been two and a half years. It doesn't feel like that much time has passed. I sometimes want to grab hold of the present and make it slow down because it kind of disappears before I realize what's going on.
Well, since I find my present life so fleeting, I should probably go and enjoy it instead of being on the computer.