This summer, I worked two jobs, camp and waitressing, went to Orlando and Las Vegas, hung out with friends, went to the bar at the most once, and learned how beach volleyball requires a different level of fitness then court.
I tasted raspberry M&Ms for the first time and brought home my own bag.
I acted silly with my brother.
I got to see my two best friend again for extended periods of time.
And I think it may have been the best summer ever.
But now it's back to school, back to homework, and back to spending time finding silly pictures on my profs slides like this bird from Psych:
I'm taking a pretty serious line-up of courses this year (Anatomy, Psychology, Philosophy of Ethics, Zoology (Vertebrates) and Botany), but the good thing is, I'm actually excited to learn about this stuff. I find myself going to home and actually studying, or feeling a little stressed when people are trying to get me to waste time. I'm looking forward to this year, I'm looking forward to the rest of my degree and I'm definitely looking forward to how it's all going to turn out.
Hopefully I'll be back again soon, that is, if life doesn't run away from me again...