That's not to say my summer has been easy. No, no, no. After I celebrated my last day of school and helped prepare East Avenue for 8th grade graduation, I had to hustle all the way to San Francisco for my first summer school class of the year. I didn't have even have one night off to relax! You're lucky that you're not reading how I really felt during those 3 weeks of class, in which I was expected to spit out 3 chapters of my thesis. Those 3 weeks were spent holed up in Gabriel's room (my study nook), slowly typing away. I wish I could say that the process was a breeze and that my writing skills translated to 3 chapters of a masterpiece. Truthfully? It was nothing like that. Gabriel's room and all of his procrastinating qualities clearly rubbed off on me because instead of typing, I found myself doing an insane amount of online shopping (like mother like daughter). This included a free Netflix trial, which led me to watch an insane amount of TV (caught up on all 4 seasons of 90210, thank you very much). When you combine the amount of TV I was watching with my usual amount of FaceBook/Twitter/Pinterest usage, you can imagine how little writing was actually being done. The amount of rationalizing I did during those 3 weeks was pretty incredible. Ohhhh, I just wrote a sentence? That definitely deserves 10 minutes of Facebook.
And so it went for 3 weeks, until I finally got my act together and managed to turn in the first 57 pages of my thesis. Luckily for me, it's only a draft! :) Now, I've got the whole rest of the summer to kick back, relax, and take advantage of the vacation time that my profession allows me. Be JEALOUS.
