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When I watched the fireworks display on December 31, 2006 at midnight, I barely felt emotional. 7 minutes to January 1, 2007, I still felt nothing. Yes, I was there with my boyfriend, there were a small crowd surrounding us watching the San Francisco Pier 1's fireworks from the Embarcadero bridge, and I did feel happy being there with him.
But little did I know that the day after (which is today), I will get a jolt back to reality. A new semester begins here at Pepperdine Graziadio Business & Management school, and I had to go back to LA to attend my classes for the next 14 weeks. There is also an internship that I need to get this summer. The texbooks are mighty expensive that I get them online, and there is also the case of forgetting my check book that I needed to go back to my apartment and back to school to pay for my tuition (which took me 1 hour and 15 minutes).
Things were rough, I forgot things, I miscaculated my time, and I had a bit of problem with my schedules (which I expect to be solved this weekend). I guess being away from my place in LA for three weeks threw me off balance.
However, of course there were good news. Reunion with class mates and friends are always pleasant, I get accepted to go to ESSEC, France for studying abroad in fall, and I decide to get serious in my interest of fashion.
I cannot go into more details than that, but the important thing is I am starting something this year, right off the bat (at least in my standard). I am still getting a late reaction about going to Paris....I still cannot believe it entirely, it's been one of my dreams. Not to mention the amount of support and information I can get from my French friend who is ready to teach me the language and a professor who graduated from ESSEC, I am ready to be prepared to go.
Other than that, I am still not believing it entirely.
So, that's all for today. I have to prepare for tomorrow's classes.
-fin-
2 comments:
I officially start hating Old and Nu taon ini.
Huh? What do you mean?
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