Hey, check out my crocs!
An old man actually said this aloud today while standing directly behind me. If you were at karate camp or have heard camp stories, you can imagine how much effort it took me to keep from falling to the ground in hysterics.
*sigh* Oh camp. The more I think about it the more I really don't want to give up camp this year. The laughs that I have at camp, the memories...they come up over and over again throughout the year, and more and more I'm realizing how there are so few things in the world that are capable of bringing so much pure joy.
(Which is why I'm willing to brave another year at Crappy Tire so I have the option of going. Because to be frank, my vacations and my friends, my family and my hobbies are more important to me than my job. And it'll all work out at the end, crappy tire or not. Plus, I have a sneaking suspicion that I actually like plants. And working in the garden centre wasn't half as bad as some summer jobs.)
It seems I've been spoiled lately though. At the moment I'm listening to crickets sing, sitting at a table less than a quarter mile away from the beach and the Gulf of Mexico. I'm drinking hot chocolate, which on impulse seemed like a good way to make myself digest the ridiculous amount of food that I've consumed today. Tomorrow I have to fly home, and after a day at my not-so-stressful job I will be spirited away with gnavitas to see Phantom of the Opera. Monday I go to karate, Tuesday I go to a reading and signing for my favourite author of all time, Thursday I have a midterm (but we'll ignore this point) and if I'm lucky, Friday I'll go to karate again. Saturday is a karate grading which I am participating in (it doesn't seem real all of a sudden) and Sunday I work again, and the cycle repeats. I haven't exactly figured out where my piano lesson fits in there though. Hopefully Wednesday. In fact, it pretty much has to be Wednesday. I hope my teacher is okay with that :S
Actually this is looking as if it should be a fairly memorable year. My entire January and February was like this: riddled with really cool special things. Not all of them extravagant or even meaningful to other people, but still cool special things. Later this year I will for the first time see the opera, and later still I'll see cirque du soleil for what (if I'm not mistaken) is the fourth time. There should be a couple summer camp-ish karate things, and as I said already I intend to go to at least one, if not more than one. And in September? Well, let's just say I'm very hopeful on that front. I made a reservation at a hotel in North Carolina, and I'm very much looking forward to that journey, and meeting Sensei Sandoval, and hanging out with friends and other karate people, if everything works out.
The more I think of it, this is going to be a good year.
Funny, I came on here to laugh about a guy telling the world to look at his crocs. And here I am rambling about the goodness of life? Hot sunshine and a few days vacation sure work their wonders, I suppose.
*sigh* Oh camp. The more I think about it the more I really don't want to give up camp this year. The laughs that I have at camp, the memories...they come up over and over again throughout the year, and more and more I'm realizing how there are so few things in the world that are capable of bringing so much pure joy.
(Which is why I'm willing to brave another year at Crappy Tire so I have the option of going. Because to be frank, my vacations and my friends, my family and my hobbies are more important to me than my job. And it'll all work out at the end, crappy tire or not. Plus, I have a sneaking suspicion that I actually like plants. And working in the garden centre wasn't half as bad as some summer jobs.)
It seems I've been spoiled lately though. At the moment I'm listening to crickets sing, sitting at a table less than a quarter mile away from the beach and the Gulf of Mexico. I'm drinking hot chocolate, which on impulse seemed like a good way to make myself digest the ridiculous amount of food that I've consumed today. Tomorrow I have to fly home, and after a day at my not-so-stressful job I will be spirited away with gnavitas to see Phantom of the Opera. Monday I go to karate, Tuesday I go to a reading and signing for my favourite author of all time, Thursday I have a midterm (but we'll ignore this point) and if I'm lucky, Friday I'll go to karate again. Saturday is a karate grading which I am participating in (it doesn't seem real all of a sudden) and Sunday I work again, and the cycle repeats. I haven't exactly figured out where my piano lesson fits in there though. Hopefully Wednesday. In fact, it pretty much has to be Wednesday. I hope my teacher is okay with that :S
Actually this is looking as if it should be a fairly memorable year. My entire January and February was like this: riddled with really cool special things. Not all of them extravagant or even meaningful to other people, but still cool special things. Later this year I will for the first time see the opera, and later still I'll see cirque du soleil for what (if I'm not mistaken) is the fourth time. There should be a couple summer camp-ish karate things, and as I said already I intend to go to at least one, if not more than one. And in September? Well, let's just say I'm very hopeful on that front. I made a reservation at a hotel in North Carolina, and I'm very much looking forward to that journey, and meeting Sensei Sandoval, and hanging out with friends and other karate people, if everything works out.
The more I think of it, this is going to be a good year.
Funny, I came on here to laugh about a guy telling the world to look at his crocs. And here I am rambling about the goodness of life? Hot sunshine and a few days vacation sure work their wonders, I suppose.