It's my last night in San Jose. My flight takes off at 9:25 AM tomorrow morning, but I have to wake up at 6:45 to leave my house at 7:25. Balls.
I missed home when I was in Baltimore. That's why I decided to stay for the entire six weeks of Winter Break instead of returning for Intersession. My friends assured me that I would be sick of home after just two. Here I am, not believing that six weeks has snuck by so quickly. My Dad says that as we grow older, we become less fond of leaving home. I find that I now know exactly what he means.
I had planned to be extremely productive this break -- spend time with family, reunite with my piano, practice the guitar, play Gunbound with friends, hang out with high school friends, do some reading to prepare for research, etc. Out of the above, I only managed to accomplish 2. But I didn't just accomplish them. I PWNED them.
My first two weeks of break coincided with my sister's. She's on the quarter system at U of Chicago. We literally spent everyday, nay, every MEAL out and about. Of course, we set aside some time for strictly family business, but my parents squandered this precious gift upstairs, staring blankly at their computer screens. It was like a marathon. But for my Mouth. and Stomach. Pho, oysters, calamari, dim sum, carne asada fries, the list just goes on and on. Thanks to Amy and her endless quest to fill her blog, I gained at least five pounds this break.
After Amy left, I pretty much spent all my time with family. And Kimberly. She introduced me to Philz Coffee (which is HEAVENLY) and we finally hit up Peanuts.
My daily schedule:
1.) Wake up at 11 AM.
2.) Eat lunch
3.) Run errands with parents.
4.) Play with Puppies
5.) Facebook, Gchat, porn, Livejournal, Twitter, Neopets
6.) Sleep
Gorgeous. I realized what I want to do with the rest of my life. haha. Now my ideal lifestyle is being rudely interrupted. Dangnabbit.
But still, this break was productive in its own way. For one, I finally got a Twitter. (SHAMELESS SELF-PROMOTION ALERT) Follow me @Snapespeare! :D
On a more serious note, I think my family managed to work out some things, and has started new growth in the right direction. When I'm not home, I worry a lot about my parents. How bored are they? Even scarier, what will this boredom drive them (Dad) to do? You can now understand why I'm not ready to go. Clearly, I'm reluctant to leave them unsupervised. More importantly, what about the puppies? What if they exit the cute phase whilst I'm gone?? THE HORROR.
"I have never doubted that you will work hard. In fact, I find myself worrying that you might work too hard." -My Dad to me
Oh, Daddy. You understand me so well.
School seems like a distant nightmare, long forgotten. My schedule this year should be less rigorous workload-wise but more demanding intellectually. Research + Work + Volunteering on TOP of school. Still, I am eager to see what new things God has in store for me.
The next time I blog, I'll probably be in Baltimore. Or knowing me, at the San Jose airport. hahaha.
