shello journal
And… I’m back.
Yesterday afternoon I returned from another Florida vacation. Now that David (my cousin) is a cast member at the Magic Kingdom (he works at Space Mountain!), the whole vacation had a new spin. We took the official backstage tour of the park, and learned how they put the Magic in the Magic Kingdom. It was like walking thorugh a Discovery Channel special about “behind-the-scenes Disney”, which I would totally watch if it was on.
As usual, I ate a lot of good food and got a lot of sun - two of my favorite activities. Though I rarely read fiction anymore, I was able to read Kite Runner which was rather excellent. I attempted to surf at Cocoa beach , but ended up being my board’s bitch :/ Even though the waves were only 3ft, they totally took advantage of me… I’m much more the beach bum than wahine after all.
Now that I’m back, I only have three weeks of freedom left. A lot of people feel that I’m being really dramatic, that I act as though medical school = death… but nobody understands that I’ve done NOTHING with my brain since last May, and that I’m addicted to laying around and watching TV, and that I’m really really not ready give up this lifestyle quite yet.
Yesterday afternoon I returned from another Florida vacation. Now that David (my cousin) is a cast member at the Magic Kingdom (he works at Space Mountain!), the whole vacation had a new spin. We took the official backstage tour of the park, and learned how they put the Magic in the Magic Kingdom. It was like walking thorugh a Discovery Channel special about “behind-the-scenes Disney”, which I would totally watch if it was on.
As usual, I ate a lot of good food and got a lot of sun - two of my favorite activities. Though I rarely read fiction anymore, I was able to read Kite Runner which was rather excellent. I attempted to surf at Cocoa beach , but ended up being my board’s bitch :/ Even though the waves were only 3ft, they totally took advantage of me… I’m much more the beach bum than wahine after all.
Now that I’m back, I only have three weeks of freedom left. A lot of people feel that I’m being really dramatic, that I act as though medical school = death… but nobody understands that I’ve done NOTHING with my brain since last May, and that I’m addicted to laying around and watching TV, and that I’m really really not ready give up this lifestyle quite yet.