Recovery

Hi everyone. Needless to say, I haven't updated in the longest time. This hectic summer is finally winding down. I feel relieved yet ambivalent. My cousin left yesterday for Shanghai; he's probably visiting the World Expo for a day before heading home with his dad. Getting along with him has been a struggle, mostly because I was nearing the end of Orgo 1 and he was bored out of his mind from staying at home all day, every day. Obviously, therein lies the problem. Orgo 1 ended with me burning out. It's hard to believe, but I've been taking classes non-stop (except ~2 weeks in between semesters) since last August. Just thinking about that exhausts me. I'm not sure why I did that; I'm not THAT nerdy... but maybe I am since I did it. Anyway, I really need to just take this week and try to recover some brain cells/sanity.

I was supposed to spend this week at D.C., but the flight was delayed 5 hours, and in the end my dad and I just decided to cancel it. It's a long, obnoxious story, but the result is that I will not go to D.C. this week. Instead, I'll stay in Georgia, prepare for the next semester, and do absolutely nothing--something I did all last year but absolutely need for sanity's sake this summer. I can't complain about this summer. It truly has been amazing. I went to England, met new people, studied Orgo in the city, taught kids music, spent a month with Junki, took care/tried to deal with my cousin, and got to live at home. What more can I ask for?

Sometimes, I just want to do so much all at once: just jump on everything and get it all done. Maybe it's my dad's genes showing up... or a remnant of that competitive, anal retentive high-school version of me resurfacing. Either way, I always have a need to feel useful, to contribute to something bigger. That's why I am so excited about starting Medlife at UGA with Kelsey. It is such an amazing opportunity to contribute and build something that I care about. But there is a balance. If I throw myself in too hard, I will burn out. Yet, I cannot just go through the motions. In the next week, I plan on finding a balance--one between my busy, ambitious self and the lazy, procrastinating counterpart. It probably won't happen. I may end up drugged and in bed as a result of wisdom teeth removal, but I'll give it a shot.