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Well, I'm home for "spring break". That's right... ignore the inches of snow and ice on the ground and use your imagination...
It's been decent so far... relaxing and all that. Except for the fact that I have tons of midterm work due right when I get back. So, it's more of a week-long study session than a break. Oh well. I'm just holding on desperately for the real spring to come.
I hate watching things change so much. The restaurant where I got my first job has gone out of business. They're turning it into some pizzeria now. The place where we used to eat before homecoming is also changed, it's some bar now. My Dad's friends... the ones I looked up to as young adults... I look at them and they're not so young anymore. There's this eerie sense of all the people that I wanted to approve of me, and feel proud of me... well, maybe they won't be around to see much of my life after all.
I hate seeing how temporary things really are. I feel like by the time you really appreciate something. It's so incredibly close to ending. It's something I'm not handling very well right now.
I'm going to London this summer (eee). I'll be studying abroad for around six weeks.
I wish it were longer, but even so, it's going to be so much fun. I always end up surprising myself. I think of myself as some boring person who never does much of anything. It's good to know at least I'm stretching myself somehow... doing things I'm not normally comfortable with. In some sense, I feel like I'm becoming more of the confident person I knew I could always be. In another sense, though, I feel like the little girl who always thought she was going to grow up to become a different woman... only to realize there is no one else. There's only who you are and the decisions you make... and that never changes.
Speaking of which... I should decide to get sleep.
It's been decent so far... relaxing and all that. Except for the fact that I have tons of midterm work due right when I get back. So, it's more of a week-long study session than a break. Oh well. I'm just holding on desperately for the real spring to come.
I hate watching things change so much. The restaurant where I got my first job has gone out of business. They're turning it into some pizzeria now. The place where we used to eat before homecoming is also changed, it's some bar now. My Dad's friends... the ones I looked up to as young adults... I look at them and they're not so young anymore. There's this eerie sense of all the people that I wanted to approve of me, and feel proud of me... well, maybe they won't be around to see much of my life after all.
I hate seeing how temporary things really are. I feel like by the time you really appreciate something. It's so incredibly close to ending. It's something I'm not handling very well right now.
I'm going to London this summer (eee). I'll be studying abroad for around six weeks.
I wish it were longer, but even so, it's going to be so much fun. I always end up surprising myself. I think of myself as some boring person who never does much of anything. It's good to know at least I'm stretching myself somehow... doing things I'm not normally comfortable with. In some sense, I feel like I'm becoming more of the confident person I knew I could always be. In another sense, though, I feel like the little girl who always thought she was going to grow up to become a different woman... only to realize there is no one else. There's only who you are and the decisions you make... and that never changes.
Speaking of which... I should decide to get sleep.