Jan 08, 2004 14:08
Every year, without fail, the first days of summer break were met with unbridled enthusiasm. The summer months had a way of stretching before me in this seemingly unending plethora of possibilities. Of course the first few days of slacking off and watching thoroughly engrossing programming like "The Price is Right" was great for a while, but boredom would enevitably sink in. By about a month before school would reconviene I would practically be begging to go back to class.
Apparently things really haven't changed too much since then. For the past few weeks I have been on winter break and as much as I love being back and seeing everyone, I greatly look forward to returning to Emory. My "break" hasn't really been a break at all; don't get me wrong, I did it knowingly to myself. Between working full time +, familial insanity, and attempting to spend time with friends I have very little time left over. At work I'm in a state of limbo since I'm being trained to know all the things that I will need when I get my own project in the summer. There is a lot of waiting around in between jobs, and it is hard for me to deal with the lack of a constant goal.
Winter break seems to be teasing me, since I was just getting used to authority and Houston when I have to return to Atlanta. I am ready to go back and finish up 2nd semester and return back to Houston so I actually have a decent amount of time to accomplish everything I want, and not do a half-ass job of it.