May 30, 2004

The Last Summer

The first week of perhaps the last summer vacation of my life came to an uneventful close today. After the brutal move to my new apartment in Berkeley on Monday, during which everything that could possibly go wrong did, I made it back to Irvine in a daze and have not left my house since then, except to buy the West Wing Season 2 DVD on Tuesday. I guess not having a car does make reclusive behavior that much easier, but I probably wouldn't have emerged from my house even given the chance.

First the move. Let me just say this: it would have made a great rant. Unfortunately, I was so exhausted afterwards, that I couldn't stand, let alone type. Basically, I have too much stuff (most of it entirely useless) and moving it down eight flights from my dorm room and then up four flights to my apartment wasn't fun. Not to mention the uncooperative management that wouldn't even give me a parking spot so I could move in! In any case, it left me feeling like I got beat up by a football player and hardly able to stand up straight on Tuesday. Thus came West Wing. I finished 22 episodes (at 45 minutes per episode) in a little less than 4 days. I also managed to read two (John Grisham) novels, and eat more than I usually do in a month.

Now back to the point of this entry. The last summer thing. Well, that's only a possibility. Of course, it depends entirely on whether I decide to go to graduate school or work following college. Neither prospect sounds particulary great. Both involve a lot of work and little fun. Option one allows me to postpone entering the real world (at least for four years) while option two promises no homework and a salary rather than an indeterminate amount of loans. About a year ago, I was dead set on graduate school, but now I don't know. Work seems more and more attractive each passing day. I'd give it a 50-50 chance at this point. But in many ways, the last summer of college is the last summer anyway, because, well - things just aren't the same after college and everyone knows it. So I'm planning to make mine a good one. Three weeks at home, doing absolutely nothing. Then back to Berkeley for a class (E190 - Technical Writing for Engineers ha!) and work at ResComp. Should leave plenty of time for fun stuff. Too bad I'm not 21 until October and can't do anything. Well, can't have everything, right?