sunglasses, junction, summer, life

Where do I begin? Let's try...the beginning.

So, there was this trip approaching. It was to be a trip of outdoor-fun, new friends, and camp-fire songs. In preparation for this weekend extravaganza, I caught myself in a thought: there will be sun, yes? My eyes twitched in recognition of this fact: I would need protection! My delicate orbs required shielding from those harmful, belligerent rays. And so I began to devise plans for attaining sunglasses. How exciting! Which store? How much? What shape? What size? Bombarded by all the tantalizing aspects of shopping for a new accessory, and yet balking at the mere thought of spending anymore money, I began feeling the weight of my decision. And then, by the grace of my very own luck and charm, an extraordinary event occurred. I, Kristen, found some sunglasses. There they were, lying amongst blades of green grass and dandelions, just between my place of departure and my class of destination. C'est magnifique! I pondered for a time at my good fortune, bent and scooped them into my polka-dotted purse. But would they fit? Would they be the right size? Later, after my class was over and the day had waned, I stood before a mirror. The critical moment had arrived--to keep, or not to keep? I slid them on my face, watching and the world became dark and tinted-brown. My eyes focused and I gazed beyond to my reflection--PERFECT!

And that is how my sunglasses found me :)

Junction was tons of fun. I'm not always the biggest fan of being thrown into isolated, contrived social situations but this one was very enjoyable. There was singing around the camp fire, hiking, snakes, lizards, birds, frogs, gorgeous wild flowers, perfect weather, kayaking, canoeing, smores (!!), bunk-beds, fun, intelligent, articulate people--nerds, in other words. There were just so many awesome things about the trip, the only thing I would really complain about was the lack of time. Too short. I want to go back and spend weeks there, I'm really not kidding. I think I'll look into some possible classes there. Excitement :)

Summer is approaching faster than I realized. Tomorrow is the last day of classes and then here come finals. Poopy finals. I have a French final on my birthday this Saturday--just like last year. I think I'll dress up and look pretty--I here that looking nice helps some people to concentrate on their exams. Who knows?--maybe it will work for me too. I need to start the packing process also. My favorite.

This summer is going to be different from last summer, I just know it. Last summer I spent a large majority of my time missing a certain someone and being bored and unproductive. Not this summer. I will still do the missing, more so than ever, but what I will now be factoring in is the distractions. Those are the real key. I have learned that no matter what kind of a situation you are it, whether it be sad or infuriating or stressful, distractions bring you back to yourself. People are a distraction of the best kind, in fact. Quite a few of my friends are staying in Lubbock, and so there you go--a support group. Real home is but a few hours away, and so there you have it--parents and puppies. The rec-center is but a few minutes away, and viola--a de-stress facility, ready and at your service. My research job will be a huge plus also, and perhaps another small part-time job or a volunteering-type thing. I will have plenty to do, however. Plenty plenty plenty :) Just hopefully not too much :-\