The last week of summer is one many view as depressing. Usually, I am cherishing the thought that I will be expanding the boundaries of my French vocabulary, enjoying science class, taking an art class, living on dangerously low amounts of sleep, beating the internet filters, and devising schemes during free periods; however, this year, I have taken a new approach.
This last week of summer has been comprised of many experiences that I wouldn’t trade for anything and wish would last forever: movie nights with two of my new friends, driving with music the radio stations don’t know, watching countless youtube videos and going on various rendez-vous to seemingly endless amounts of places.
These last two nights have been the most interesting. Watching The Deer Hunter, playing ping pong, going to a fancy party in my expensive dress, learning piano songs and watching videos of people playing the theremin. It’s hard to believe this lifestyle will be coming to an end in eight hours; much less that ending will LAST eight hours. An eight hour funeral and eight hours to go; how appropriate.
I guess these hours are the predecessor to a new chapter. We’ll see how this goes.
