intense

While walking to an Independence Day pool party the other day my friend and I were commenting on how the 4th seemed a lot earlier this year. We hypothesized that while in undergrad, where summer stretched from the beginning of May through August, the holiday usually marked the middle of summer, but now that we are in grad school, where the spring quarter did not finish up until the second week of June and then we went straight into a two week intensive, summer is just getting started. I have a feeling the rest of the summer is going to continue at this break-neck pace. I have finally had a few days off to relax, but at the same time I’m gearing up for a visit from my parents and sister. They are expected to arrive in Pasadena tomorrow, at which point I will attempt to show them what my life has been like the past ten months, a large task for their week-long visit. I will then pack up and head back to Texas with them, making stops at the Grand Canyon and other points of interest along the way. I will have about a week and a half in Texas to see family and friends before I have to hop on a plane back to California for my next summer intensive class. Once that class is over, I will have a couple of weeks to finish up term papers before they are due at the end of the summer quarter. A few more weeks off in the beginning of September, and then summer break will be officially over. Considering everything seems like such a rushed blur since I moved out here, I guess I can’t really expect my summer to be any different; however, if there were ever a time in my life that I wish would pass slowly, this would be it.