Change...
I had a wonderful Christmas. It was good quality time spent with the family. We all went to my Aunt's house and I was a bit tired so I dozed off on the couch while everyone was watching a DVD of Celine Dion's show in Las Vegas. I was awoken by my 10 year old cousin singing "The Twelve Days of Christmas" on the karaoke machine. After about an hour of karaoke, we played a DVD game on Family Feud. On one side, we had the Delima Family and on the other side, we had the Valenzuela Family. We Delima's totally kicked the Valenzuela's @$$es. After hanging out at my Aunts, my sister, parents and I went back to my parents place and I finished out the day watching Family Guy on TBS with my sister. My sister pointed out that this would be the last time I'd see her for a long time. What better way to spend it than watching Family Guy episodes. I almost got teary-eyed on the way back to my apartment because of the fact I wouldn't see my sister for a while. But then I thought, I'm used to not seeing my sister for long stretches of time from when she went to undergrad. Plus, I know I'll see her again.
I won't be seeing a lot of people for a long time. And the thought has occurred to me over the past couple months but I never really sat down and REALLY thought about it. Moving away is a huge change for me. I've never had this big of a change before and I don't know how well I'll adjust to it. But then again, I'm like the Borg...I will adapt.
It's very surreal packing up stuff at my apartment to take back to my parents. I'm not used to staring into my closet and seeing it practically empty. Everything seems to be going so fast. But I look forward to San Francisco, meeting new people, experiencing new things and going to grad school. I look forward to change.
I won't be seeing a lot of people for a long time. And the thought has occurred to me over the past couple months but I never really sat down and REALLY thought about it. Moving away is a huge change for me. I've never had this big of a change before and I don't know how well I'll adjust to it. But then again, I'm like the Borg...I will adapt.
It's very surreal packing up stuff at my apartment to take back to my parents. I'm not used to staring into my closet and seeing it practically empty. Everything seems to be going so fast. But I look forward to San Francisco, meeting new people, experiencing new things and going to grad school. I look forward to change.