A Perfect Day
Thursday, October 15, 20096:56 PM
I woke up in the morning. It was the best feeling in the world. I felt as if my entire body was rested and I was ready for the world, and the lemons that would be given.
Breakfast was delicious: waffles, eggs, bacon, strawberries, and a tall glass of OJ. I didn't feel rushed by the ticking of the clock or the peeking sun. It was if I could just relax and eat my breakfast in peace.
I walked out to the bus. The day was gorgeous with a sun glistening a thousand colors of yellow and a warmth that surrounded me. The mood at the bus stop was airy and light and everyone seemed to be having the time of their life.
School was, dare I say it, fun. Classes were educational, yet still enjoyable. No hard tests to worry about, and no blunders throughout the day. The school lunch was even delicious, with a meal that felt as if a top chef had made it. A Chicken Sandwich with Pasta on the side. There even was the best double chocolate cookies.
After school, I went to my clubs. They were fun and entertaining, yet progress in our projects had been completed. People were genial and we could goof off for hours. The elementary school students that we mentored entertained us like no other. They found joy in the smallest things, and that in turn brought joy to us.
I went outside after all this. I went to a park. I lay down in the grass and watched the clouds dance by. Their images brought merry thoughts and dreams. I could have laid there for hours.
I went home and my family was there. They were all in their best moods and life seemed like it was at it's best. My mom was happy to see me and bustling around the house filling the house with happiness. My brother enjoyed his time and played with his toys imagining what he could create. My father simply enjoyed his day off on the couch, watching TV, and was the best mood he had been in for days.
When I went to sleep, I had the biggest smile on my face. It was a great day. No, it wasn't a great day, it was a perfect day. It was a perfect day, the absolute most perfect day there was, and it'll never happen.
Labels: Dreams, Personal
And So It Begins
Friday, September 11, 20097:52 PM
Summer is over.
You can tell. Just look outside the window. The sun is gone, the gloominess surrounds us. Rain has been abundant since Labor Day. It makes you wonder, why is the weather so dramatic. Almost as soon as Labor Day ended, it began raining. It marked the end of summer and the beginning of Fall.
If you don't believe that summer has ended, millions of students would disagree: School Has Begun. First week of school is a week where people dress up to show off their new clothes, style, hair, and whatnot. It's also the week where you learn what teachers you have, the first of the large workload of assignments, and the end of limitless free time.
I will be taking almost all College-Level courses (minus my history course). I will also be joining numerous clubs in addition to the ones I've already been members of. And of course, as a Junior, I will be preparing for the dreaded SAT. I've already bought my Princeton Review's Cracking the SAT book. Haven't used it, but I will (hopefully). It's nerve-wrecking to think that soon your entire future will be hanging by a thread. College is impending.
Picture of UC Berkeley Taken from Wikimedia.org
The University of my choice would have to be UC Berkeley. I'm a California-Girl at heart, and I miss it every day. I love Virginia, I love the people here, but I can't wait to return to my home. I don't know what I'd major in because I'm interested in a variety of things from a career in iT and Databases, to Biochemistry, to Engineering. All have to do with science and all have to do with technology. I just have no idea what to choose, and hopefully it won't matter until I actually get into college.
One after-school activity that has become part of my life is Robotics. I am a part of the ILITE Robotics Team. On Tuesdays and Thursdays you can walk into our school go to Room 1164 and look and see upwards to 50 students tinkering away at 9 PM. Several weekends are devoted during the regular season. When it hits time for competition, we're there even longer. Our team plays with the US FIRST competitions and last year both our FTC and FRC teams made it to World Championships, and we hope to make it again. This team has once again begun to consume my life.
Labels: College, Dreams, Education, Personal
