School's winding down and the magical day of June 8, 2012, (the day summer vacation starts) is drawing nearer every day.
In other words, I'm PUMPED.
Every day that passes is a day closer to summer vacation and freedom. Two more days, and I can walk out of my classroom a free man.
Two. More. Days.
Due to a series of unfortunate events, I had no summer vacation last year. (It was spent cramming. Horrible experience. If you can help it NEVER spent your summer vacation homeschooling.) And the summer vacation before was devoted to moving. Which means: I have not had a proper summer vacation for two years.
Two. Years.
Can you feel my pain?
Yes, I got to have awesome experiences in all kinds of crazy places like India, Hawaii, and two road trips across America. But all that moving and all that flying has some side effects. Like jet lag for instance. Or a good many nights trying to doze off in an upright position.
(Someone told me they could never sleep in an airplane, car, or hotel room. Were he me, I would have circles under my eyes the size of Saturn's rings, my hair would be standing shock upright, and I'd be an incoherent, blathering mess.)
Or way too many fast food meals. (McDonalds. My stomach hates you.) And you know how hard it is to invest in long-term friendships when you don't know where you are going to live in the next month or so? Trauma.
But that's all in the buried past now and that said, I've got a problem. What am I going to do with my few months of freedom? After all, this is the first summer vacation in two years. I better do something good.
I've come up with a few solutions to my problem.
1. Beach. If Hawaii were good for only one thing, sorry all you hula dancers, my vote would be on the beach. With an average temperature of 80 degrees all year round, the beach is the place to go. Since there is no reason for me to retain the paleness of a computer programmer, I plan to visit the beach more often this summer.
2. Weight room. Fortunately for me, I live on a university campus that allows me the option of lifting weights. Of course, it's rather ghettoish for a gym, and I'm pretty unmotivated at getting huge biceps, but since it's free of charge I'll take it. "When life gives you lemons ... be happy you received something."
Of course, I can't be in the weight room all the time (hey, a guy's body can only take so much pain), but it's something to do.
Being on a university base has some definite advantages. When there are students around, there's usually something exciting going on. There's baskeball on Mondays, hip hop/ break dancing Tuesdays, volleyball Wednesdays, Ohana Court worship sessions Thursday night, and Ultimate Frisbee Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. Sundays are church-going days at Solid Rock, and I used to play competitive ping-pong in the afternoon. The table broke a leg, so I haven't played for awhile.
3. Surfing. That's right: surfing. Although the university campus is fantastic, it's nice to get away every now and then. I'm planning to buy a surfboard from a friend for about sixty bucks (it cost him twice that). Since I've only surfed the astounding number of four times, I'd like to spend some time this summer surfing.
4. Football Preseason. Synonymous with hell, preseason training has got to be the worst thing I've ever involved myself in. (Well, maybe not the worst...) I keep telling my body it's all for its own betterment, but it sure doesn't think so. Star pushups, bear crawling across the field, jumping squats, sprints, crunches, crab walking, backpedaling, running for thirty minutes straight -- all part of the torture program. Pain. Excruciating pain.
In other words, I'm PUMPED.
Every day that passes is a day closer to summer vacation and freedom. Two more days, and I can walk out of my classroom a free man.
Two. More. Days.
Due to a series of unfortunate events, I had no summer vacation last year. (It was spent cramming. Horrible experience. If you can help it NEVER spent your summer vacation homeschooling.) And the summer vacation before was devoted to moving. Which means: I have not had a proper summer vacation for two years.
Two. Years.
Can you feel my pain?
Yes, I got to have awesome experiences in all kinds of crazy places like India, Hawaii, and two road trips across America. But all that moving and all that flying has some side effects. Like jet lag for instance. Or a good many nights trying to doze off in an upright position.
(Someone told me they could never sleep in an airplane, car, or hotel room. Were he me, I would have circles under my eyes the size of Saturn's rings, my hair would be standing shock upright, and I'd be an incoherent, blathering mess.)
Or way too many fast food meals. (McDonalds. My stomach hates you.) And you know how hard it is to invest in long-term friendships when you don't know where you are going to live in the next month or so? Trauma.
But that's all in the buried past now and that said, I've got a problem. What am I going to do with my few months of freedom? After all, this is the first summer vacation in two years. I better do something good.
I've come up with a few solutions to my problem.
1. Beach. If Hawaii were good for only one thing, sorry all you hula dancers, my vote would be on the beach. With an average temperature of 80 degrees all year round, the beach is the place to go. Since there is no reason for me to retain the paleness of a computer programmer, I plan to visit the beach more often this summer.
2. Weight room. Fortunately for me, I live on a university campus that allows me the option of lifting weights. Of course, it's rather ghettoish for a gym, and I'm pretty unmotivated at getting huge biceps, but since it's free of charge I'll take it. "When life gives you lemons ... be happy you received something."
Of course, I can't be in the weight room all the time (hey, a guy's body can only take so much pain), but it's something to do.
Being on a university base has some definite advantages. When there are students around, there's usually something exciting going on. There's baskeball on Mondays, hip hop/ break dancing Tuesdays, volleyball Wednesdays, Ohana Court worship sessions Thursday night, and Ultimate Frisbee Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. Sundays are church-going days at Solid Rock, and I used to play competitive ping-pong in the afternoon. The table broke a leg, so I haven't played for awhile.
3. Surfing. That's right: surfing. Although the university campus is fantastic, it's nice to get away every now and then. I'm planning to buy a surfboard from a friend for about sixty bucks (it cost him twice that). Since I've only surfed the astounding number of four times, I'd like to spend some time this summer surfing.
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| (I was looking at the other camera. Just so you know.) |
4. Football Preseason. Synonymous with hell, preseason training has got to be the worst thing I've ever involved myself in. (Well, maybe not the worst...) I keep telling my body it's all for its own betterment, but it sure doesn't think so. Star pushups, bear crawling across the field, jumping squats, sprints, crunches, crab walking, backpedaling, running for thirty minutes straight -- all part of the torture program. Pain. Excruciating pain.
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