I didn't get sick all semester...
until now.
WHY NOW?!
Allergies, fever, head cold... call it what you want.
One word can describe all those sensations: miserable.
That's me.
Monday, April 28, 2008
Saturday, April 26, 2008
And so it begins...
So here we are, you and I.
In one week, 8 days, 192 hours... life will change.
Graduation.
I keep reminding myself that this is the last summer vacation. Because this isn't a summer vacation followed by a fall semester. This is a summer vacation followed by a year of life-changing, mind-boggling, and culture shock experiences.
I'm going to Japan to start a job that I wanted, a job that was my first choice. How often do people get their first pick of jobs? I feel very blessed, lucky, fortunate, and unworthy all rolled into one.
Let me say that again.
I'm going to Japan.
In one week, 8 days, 192 hours... life will change.
Graduation.
I keep reminding myself that this is the last summer vacation. Because this isn't a summer vacation followed by a fall semester. This is a summer vacation followed by a year of life-changing, mind-boggling, and culture shock experiences.
I'm going to Japan to start a job that I wanted, a job that was my first choice. How often do people get their first pick of jobs? I feel very blessed, lucky, fortunate, and unworthy all rolled into one.
Let me say that again.
I'm going to Japan.
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