A long update
So I know it's been a LONG time since I updated. This used to be a daily thing. Slotted in right between watch Full House and brush my teeth was update my LJ. Maybe I've been to busy living lately to know. I live to document, that is afterall why I'm a writer and also why I take billions of pictures virtually everywhere. I always think about this kind of stuff when I come home. I have so much time to reminisce, lately of course about more recent memories, but it's all the same. Thankfully, many things (yes, I use the word "thing" to be very vague)have finally transformed into memories I can look back on (memories that will remain in a ziploc bag on the top shelf of my closet). I thrive off of memories it seems, but I'd like to hope that's not all I have. I had a night before coming home, I was most likely "studying" or something, but I was remembering all this stuff from show choir. I honestly hadn't thought about show choir in that much depth for a long time, but I really enjoyed remembering just that part of my high school experience (my Italian grade however, did not). Sure, many of those people in my memories have gone on to become druggies and others of the sort, and some of them I still talk to, but they are alive most vividly in my memories. I can remember exactly how I felt with them and sometimes even why. It only takes a certain smell or sight or phrase to feel that again.
So I've gone a little off topic. I am home, again. It feels like I was just here, though time has indeed passed. Quick update: The holiday party Ginny and I threw was wonderful. We really do have some great friends (who looked very gorgeous and handsome, respectively, all dressed up) and I can really appreciate that this year. Sidenote...we fit 22 people in our room at one point with room to spare! Also, I'm getting a little better at guitar. I'm sad I don't have it with me, but it will be fun to play again when I get back. Rob and I are taking a CFA class next semester to get better :). I finished my classes and received my first real A ever in a college class. That sounds kind of hokey I guess, especially if you knew me in high school, but I'm really proud of that grade. I almost considered changing my major to art history based on it, but then decided I was not that impulsive. I love art now though. I mean, I can really appreciate it and I want to learn more. My dad and I were supposed to go to the museum of contemporary art today but we ran out of time, so hopefully next week. About my other classes - not so well. Let's put it this way, not up to my standards (and of course my mother's), but I do have pretty high standards. I'm going to stick to the game plan next semester.
The word I was using to describe myself the last month was "stagnant." That's probably not the word choice an 18 year old should be using to describe her life, but I was. Nothing had happened in a while and I don't know if anything will. However, I am really excited for next semester. I know I start out each semester excited because it's a new start, but hopefully I've erased all distractions (or will soon do so) before classes start in January. On top of learning guitar, I have plans to take skating, apply for a column, raise more money than last year for the MS Walk, get my scholarship back, make plans for a summer in Boston, visit Marc in Pittsburgh, apply to study abroad in Australia next fall, perhaps get a job as student recycling coordinator through the office of Environmental Health and Safety, forget about boys as much as possible and basically start anew...again. Not that I have any New Year's resolutions or anything...more like new semester plans.
Winter break is good. Really good. No stress so far. Disneyland yesterday, and nothing beats Disneyland (especially riding the new space mountain 3 times :)). Room cleaning today. I threw out and gave away so much stuff that I basically have nothing left (ok, the last part is not true). We had the annual Chinese food dinner tonight, and tomorrow is the annual movie. My Grandpa had is triple bypass surgery on Tuesday and he's doing well. He still has a while to go, but I'm just praying for him and my Nana. I'm really looking forward to Israel on the 1st. But even before that, I get to spend New Year's Eve in NYC!! And see Marc because he's going to Israel too!! That will be good for me because I haven't seen him in a long time. Back to Israel, all of my plans are just about made. I will stay an extra 3 days with Maya, a girl I met at camp this summer. It's going to be a pain in the neck to get home, but I'm only young once right? Our itinerary is so jam-packed. We stay on a kibbutz, and then a bedouin camp and finally in Jerusalem. Of course I will stay in documenting mode (while making sure I'm actually living my life) pretty much the whole time. As Annie (the 4 year old I babysit) said, I have to report everything I see with my "serious face on."
This is awesome. I feel like I have a clean slate (yet I did nothing wrong). Hmmmmm.
*Yael*
So I've gone a little off topic. I am home, again. It feels like I was just here, though time has indeed passed. Quick update: The holiday party Ginny and I threw was wonderful. We really do have some great friends (who looked very gorgeous and handsome, respectively, all dressed up) and I can really appreciate that this year. Sidenote...we fit 22 people in our room at one point with room to spare! Also, I'm getting a little better at guitar. I'm sad I don't have it with me, but it will be fun to play again when I get back. Rob and I are taking a CFA class next semester to get better :). I finished my classes and received my first real A ever in a college class. That sounds kind of hokey I guess, especially if you knew me in high school, but I'm really proud of that grade. I almost considered changing my major to art history based on it, but then decided I was not that impulsive. I love art now though. I mean, I can really appreciate it and I want to learn more. My dad and I were supposed to go to the museum of contemporary art today but we ran out of time, so hopefully next week. About my other classes - not so well. Let's put it this way, not up to my standards (and of course my mother's), but I do have pretty high standards. I'm going to stick to the game plan next semester.
The word I was using to describe myself the last month was "stagnant." That's probably not the word choice an 18 year old should be using to describe her life, but I was. Nothing had happened in a while and I don't know if anything will. However, I am really excited for next semester. I know I start out each semester excited because it's a new start, but hopefully I've erased all distractions (or will soon do so) before classes start in January. On top of learning guitar, I have plans to take skating, apply for a column, raise more money than last year for the MS Walk, get my scholarship back, make plans for a summer in Boston, visit Marc in Pittsburgh, apply to study abroad in Australia next fall, perhaps get a job as student recycling coordinator through the office of Environmental Health and Safety, forget about boys as much as possible and basically start anew...again. Not that I have any New Year's resolutions or anything...more like new semester plans.
Winter break is good. Really good. No stress so far. Disneyland yesterday, and nothing beats Disneyland (especially riding the new space mountain 3 times :)). Room cleaning today. I threw out and gave away so much stuff that I basically have nothing left (ok, the last part is not true). We had the annual Chinese food dinner tonight, and tomorrow is the annual movie. My Grandpa had is triple bypass surgery on Tuesday and he's doing well. He still has a while to go, but I'm just praying for him and my Nana. I'm really looking forward to Israel on the 1st. But even before that, I get to spend New Year's Eve in NYC!! And see Marc because he's going to Israel too!! That will be good for me because I haven't seen him in a long time. Back to Israel, all of my plans are just about made. I will stay an extra 3 days with Maya, a girl I met at camp this summer. It's going to be a pain in the neck to get home, but I'm only young once right? Our itinerary is so jam-packed. We stay on a kibbutz, and then a bedouin camp and finally in Jerusalem. Of course I will stay in documenting mode (while making sure I'm actually living my life) pretty much the whole time. As Annie (the 4 year old I babysit) said, I have to report everything I see with my "serious face on."
This is awesome. I feel like I have a clean slate (yet I did nothing wrong). Hmmmmm.
*Yael*