I’m moved back at home in Seattle, home from college, home for the summer. My room is still a mess… Stuff everywhere, unorganized and messy. I finished the quarter Friday morning with my last final, but I haven’t really had any time to let summer sink in.
Since Thursday, everything has felt constant: finishing up finals, packing up my room, moving all my stuff, lacking sleep, daylong trip to Victoria B.C., driving home late to Seattle. I got home around midnight last night, crawled into bed, and fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. I woke up at 8am this morning because of the unfamiliar sounds of being back at home.
The house was frantic all day. This beautiful weather came out of nowhere, and although it was gorgeous outside, I spent the entire day in my room cleaning and unpacking. And yet I still have so much left to do. Tomorrow I’m finishing up organizing and sorting things, running errands, and job hunting. Wish me luck…
I wish I still got excited over summer. I wasn’t excited to be home for summer last year, same goes for this summer. I have nothing to do. Although school can be stressful and seemingly pointless at times… it’s busy work that keeps me distracted.
I’m not sure what I’m doing this summer, but I have the feeling that it’ll go incredibly slow. I need to find a job as soon as possible, a full time job preferably, to make the summer go by faster. Days off will consist of a few days at the beach, bonfire here, bonfire there. Street fairs, art walks, garage sales, summer festivals. Freebie days and bike rides (if I can get my bike down from Bellingham…), burgers, slurpees, bubble tea, teriyaki, cupcakes, movies and gatherings. I just need to find that job.
Hum de hum.
“M. Night Shyamalan’s latest movie, The Happening, is not merely bad. It is an astonishment, so idiotic in conception and inept in execution that, after seeing it, one almost wonders whether it was real or imagined. It’s the kind of movie you want to laugh about with friends, swapping favorite moments of inanity: “Do you remember the part when Mark Wahlberg … ?” “God, yes. And what about that scene where the wind … ?”
The problem, of course, is that to have such a conversation, you’d normally have to see the movie, which I believe is an unreasonably high price to pay just to make fun of it.”
A few friends of mine who have seen the movie say that those parts that you laugh at make the movie worthwhile.
christo & jeanne-claude
