Mr. T gives his condolences
It's funny that it took me a few extra seconds to drag up the memory of how to spell condolences. Right now that's how thoughts are coming to me, with an annoying extra few seconds of pause. Looking at the dates, it's been a bit since I've posted anything (looking at my entries, it's been forever since I've posted something significant). Summer went by insanely fast, and there's only a few more weeks of it to go. My apartment can detail most of my progress thus far. Packed boxes, microbiology papers strewn about, Chinese characters stapled on the walls and written on the windows, clothes in piles waiting to be packed, and a chaotic pile of lab papers and notes in Korean sitting on the floor. There are however no signs of the late nights spent reminiscing with good friends, random trips to San Antonio, sleepovers, battles on the wii, early morning baking, amazing films, and long sweet phone conversations. I wanted silence to pervade life this summer, instead I laughed like I had forgotten to laugh. It had been a long time since I sat down and enjoyed things with the people who remember me as the witty girl who lived enjoying life. Summer has been nice, and I've still got one or two things to do. Maybe in this next three week period I can put together the pieces I've been given from each of my friends. Who is this ambitious, cautious, shrinking-violet of a girl who loves nothing more than to see someone laughing comfortably? I didn't know I knew her so well. And that is the summer update. I can't wait for the rest of the picture to develop.