my mother once told me after a bout with teen angst and youthful rebellion in the middle of the punitive phase of the cycle that your room (home) reflects your heart (or at least your mental status). that was a pearl i have always held on too. i find that on the eve of great personal tumult (the scheduled kind: moving, new job, new school, vacation, etc.) i tend to control my environment so as to control my mind. from my father and his kin i got a pre-punctuality bug that was only reinforced by the navy. if you are there (wherever) 15 minutes early, you're late--but sit in the car and wait for it anyway. these two precepts have commingled so as to give birth to my present mindset.
tomorrow is my first day of school at csulb, and i am anxious, clean, and early.
my backpack has been packed for a week, triple checked; schedules printed, reviewed; potential "crashed" classes have been checked, mapped, and found nearest bike locks. snacks have been purchased (i eat to stay awake), alarm has been set for 3 hours before my first class. my house is clean. and i am ready.
but... i haven't blogged in a while and need to close out this summer's bittersweet lul with a final posting. some of what, if i may be frank, i have been too lazy to post about:
i read some books, starting with the day of my calculus final, i read, now the hell can start- about the burma road in ww11, (bought it hard cover the week it came out after a particularly seductive interview with the author, it was mediocre and i resolved not to buy a hardcover book again.) then followed it with Frankenstein, (interesting from an analytical perspective, dull from a readers.) Then Kim by rudyard kipling, good book nice story even for children seemed like it should have been the first of a series, but alas. Then i was given Between the bridge and the river, a charmingly profane navel by craig ferguson of late late show fame, for my birthday. i was also given a gift card for barnes and noble and got A human comedy by saroyan about my homeland, (wonderful, little novel, about nostalgic places) and Midnight's children by salman rushdie (fascinating puzzle of a novel that just unwinds itself beautifully and grimly, set in india/pakistan over the last hundred years, perfect to link Kim with the present) and i am 40 pages from finishing it which will cap off my summer of indolence at bedtime tonight.
i have made many shirts, recently, and over the summer.
and i have had many bad haircuts.
finally, pictures of my bike trailer.
see you in a few days (?) after the adventure has begun.
tomorrow is my first day of school at csulb, and i am anxious, clean, and early.
my backpack has been packed for a week, triple checked; schedules printed, reviewed; potential "crashed" classes have been checked, mapped, and found nearest bike locks. snacks have been purchased (i eat to stay awake), alarm has been set for 3 hours before my first class. my house is clean. and i am ready.
but... i haven't blogged in a while and need to close out this summer's bittersweet lul with a final posting. some of what, if i may be frank, i have been too lazy to post about:
i read some books, starting with the day of my calculus final, i read, now the hell can start- about the burma road in ww11, (bought it hard cover the week it came out after a particularly seductive interview with the author, it was mediocre and i resolved not to buy a hardcover book again.) then followed it with Frankenstein, (interesting from an analytical perspective, dull from a readers.) Then Kim by rudyard kipling, good book nice story even for children seemed like it should have been the first of a series, but alas. Then i was given Between the bridge and the river, a charmingly profane navel by craig ferguson of late late show fame, for my birthday. i was also given a gift card for barnes and noble and got A human comedy by saroyan about my homeland, (wonderful, little novel, about nostalgic places) and Midnight's children by salman rushdie (fascinating puzzle of a novel that just unwinds itself beautifully and grimly, set in india/pakistan over the last hundred years, perfect to link Kim with the present) and i am 40 pages from finishing it which will cap off my summer of indolence at bedtime tonight.
i have made many shirts, recently, and over the summer.
and i have had many bad haircuts.
finally, pictures of my bike trailer.
see you in a few days (?) after the adventure has begun.
2 comments:
Fantastic Blog. I loved every minute of it. The pics are wonderful! Best wishes for your first day at Long Beach. Isn't it great to be attending a school that has "beach" in its name?
Love, Mom
tell dad he was right, the 49er is the mascot, "the beach" is the school/campus nickname.
i'll let you know about beachy-ness...
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