Summer vacation is generally a very boring time. There is very little going on in my life, save making up for lost sleep during the school year and summer reading lists. In general, there aren't many reasons even to wake up in the mornings (I don't wake up most mornings; I wait until the afternoon for that). I enjoy my vacations to their maximum extent, but given the amount of free time I have, their maximum extent seems minimal.

My summer vacation is nearing an end.

I have gone several weeks without doing anything except eating and sleeping, and occasionally going for a walk or going bowling. Within the past couple of weeks, though, all of my friends have gone on road trips and vacation, or have fallen without warning off of the face of the Earth. I managed to get a demi-job at a fireworks stand for a couple days (getting paid in fireworks), and I managed to occupy some time with my saxophone or my games and whatnot, but other than that it has been a generally normal (read: boring) summer.

Until the past week or two. Realizing that I had 700 pages of reading to do for school (complete with journals and questions and symbolism analyses), and three and a half weeks to do them, I decided it was a good idea to get started. Sadly, I am still not as far in to the reading as I would like to be, but it doesn't matter much yet.

Albeit I'm taking more breaks than I should. Most of the breaks, though, are educational. Over the summer, the New York Public Library Desk Referrence has become my best friend (it's in the rules -- should human and animal friends be absent, an educational book shall suffice and offer friendship). I've been reading about all of the subjects I'll be taking next year, as to get a jump-start and perhaps bring my GPA up. When I realized what I was doing (studying grammer, geometry, trigonometry, physics, chemistry, European history, et cetera) I couldn't believe it! The sheer illogic I had been using ("I'm bored, so I'll study to become less bored!") was so hilarious to me, I must have been laughing for ten minutes straight! I would have paid to be able to see my own outburst of laughing! I'm not worried about the upcoming school year; I'm more worried, at this point, that I'll be able to get through Microbe Hunters (a book that combines the two most boring subjects on the planet to bring you the history of biology. What is that!?).

I am having the time of my life. Being alone forces me to think, and thinking is something that I just enjoy doing. It's actually interesting for me to explore my own mind and find ways to entertain myself. Even if my attempts are in vain (which they usually are) it stimulates my mind more than nothing, and I'm just enjoying the relaxing, no-sweat feel I'm getting.

Summer vacation is nearing an end. August 6 marks the day of reckoning, when I will have to break from my sleep-till-one-in-the-afternoon-and-stay-awake-till-four-in-the-morning schedule. Needless to say, I can hardly wait. Oh, hold on a second, reality is calling me... Oh, I retract my statement. I CAN wait until school starts. I'm excited about seeing my friends and seeing the people that I haven't seen in a couple of months, but really -- I could go a few extra weeks without seeing them if it meant a prolonged summer vacation. I can't complain, though -- what they're taking out of our summer, they're adding to our other vacations. It'll be worth it.

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