In two weeks, the summer will be officially over and I will be
flying away to the East to finish off my last year in college. As
was expected, summer will finish before it barely begun. I'm
pleased that I chose to come back home for the summer. I read
more books on my own than I ever have before, had amazing
opportunities, and remembered what it felt like to be in California
again
I had time to think and rest, something I desperately needed before
I start my senior year. As soon as I get back to the east coast
I'm going to be living in a house with four incredible guys, taking
three courses, working on my senior art project, working a part time
job, and working an internship in the city two days a week. I'm
excited to get back in the busy swing of things, but I'm scared of
everything flying by too quickly. I always get nervous before I
go back to school, but this time (unless, I go to graduate school at
some point) will be the last summer before school starts, so I'm a
little more anxious than usuall. It'll be exciting and wonderful,
but I really don't want to grow up yet.
So I have two weeks to get my ultimate rest on. Two more weeks
to maybe read a couple more books, hang out with my sibbies, say
goodbye to a few more friends, and maybe do a few paintings. So
its the final countdown, but just to make things fun, this is too: