It's pretty crazy to think about how fast this summer is going. I feel like yesterday was the day in which I was stressing out about my finals. And it feels that a few weeks ago Stephanie was starting high school instead of graduating from it! Where has this time gone and how have I managed to fit in all the adventure I've been having in such a short amount of time? As the summer continues its progression, I realize how much I still have to do before heading off: appointments, my OPI (oral proficiency interview) for Spanish, paperwork, etc. I need to stop procrastinating all of these things. The real world does exist despite the fact that it's SUMMER VACAY. I've also acquired a pretty nice tan over the weeks. Probably from all my time spent in Hayward and my day EC adventures.
Another weekend was spent in Hayward two weeks ago. Rachel (one of my besties) had the privilege of tagging along with Gar Bear, mom, and I. Immediately after getting there, we went paddle boating with Joey and here is a basic summary of that trip: we got sunburn, we sunk into a bog after jumping around on it, we caught turtles and bull frogs, and Joey fell into the water (multiple times).
After that, Rachel thought she would try her hand at fishing. It was successful once she was able to stop screaming and desensitize herself to hook a worm and actually take the fish off their hook. Oh, and I threw a fish at her, by accident though. Even though we were only there for two days, it felt as if we were there forever (fishing, boat driving, eating, candy shop, etc.). I just want to be back up there away from reality. But who am I kidding--a college student has to make a living. To be young again...
I miss the days of running through my fire hydrant sprinkler, playing cops and robbers on my bike, walking to get ice-cream, going down slides, staying up too late playing night games, etc. Yes, those are all still things I can do at my old age of 21 but not without consequence. I'm not coordinated enough to run through a sprinkler, my imagination won't allow me to play cops and robbers for quite as long, my metabolism can't handle an excessive ice-cream intake, I'd look creepy at a playground by myself, and well, night games are still a part of my life but end much earlier. (sigh).
However, I was able to enjoy the fireworks and a ball game on the fourth--bringing out my inner child. What better way to celebrate 'Murica's birthday than being with friends who can make you laugh and speak in cat puns almost all day long? It was purrfect. The weekend continued to consist of spending more time with friends, all of whom I am so thankful to have in my life and am so grateful for their constant support and love. I LOVE FRIENDS.
Oh, and I leave one month from today.
- A
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