The morning chill definitely wakes up at 6:30 in the morning when it is eight degrees below freezing outside. For some unknown reason, lately, I’ve acquired this supernatural skill and have begun to sleep less and less amounts – I go to bed at 2 in the morning and wake up at 6. Four hours of sleep, but I feel more awake than I am after eight hours of deep slumber. It would’ve been great if I had this skill just a year ago, when I lived off ridiculous amounts of coffee and green tea to combat my sleep deprivation.
I’ve got a lot on my mind lately. As I said in my last post, I see March as the beginning of the year, but a frustrating one with attempts to suppress stress through chocolates and pizza. I’ve begun to realize my uncle’s antics ten years ago when he ranted how hard it is to get a job in Corporate New York. After all, New York is the dream, isn’t it? All the media, advertising, PR, fashion industries center around in New York, and it’s only the smaller branches that are housed throughout the West Coast.
My plans for the summer are swinging back and forth between staying in the States vs. working in Korea. At least I have a place to stay in Los Angeles, but getting around is a whole devil of its own when I can’t even steer a car straight into a deserted driveway. Parking is even worse-even after fourteen hours of intense training, I’m confused by the fixed parking routine. Steer the handle completely to the right, slightly to the left, and place the handle to the reverse position? Aren’t all parking situations different, though?
The point is, I still have no clue of what I’ll be doing this summer. My past two summers were hours of monotonous pipetting, furious scribbling in lab notebooks, and wasted minutes waiting for the centrifuge to stop spinning. But I’ve seen better, and I won’t go back to such a monotonous and regimented routine anytime soon. I’m lucky to have figured out early on that I’ll never be stuck in a cubicle from 9-6, the woman who has to rush home to cook dinner while soothing the wailing baby to sleep.
Whether I end up in sunny California or crowded and humid Seoul, this summer will probably be packed with back-to-back work shifts – at a restaurant, a retail store, ANYWHERE where I can meet new people. It’s getting on my nerves to see the same people, over and over again in this small liberal arts college. But in the meantime, the three essays that I’ve piled under my laundry and have put off for long enough are calling for my attention.
But I want to know. What are your plans for the summer?