Why is Spring break so short?

by audreywu on April 11, 2010

So here I am, regretting the fact that I wasted all of Spring break doing nothing. I still have all my homework to complete, and I even procrastinated on blogging. But I suppose break wasn’t all too horrible; I did learn a few interesting things…and I guess I should write about them this very last night, as nostalgia pervades my mind.

1. After sitting on my already-flat-butt for hours attempting to study for AP environment science and SAT I, I had a sudden urge to cut my own bangs. One word of advice: don’t cut your hair unless you know what you’re doing. For me, I act on a whim and decided to “trim” my bangs, but the addictiveness of snipping my hair soon resulted in short, unfixable above-the-eyebrow fringes. Sure, they say we learn from our mistakes, but this was literally the fifth time I cut my bangs; although I really hope I won’t repeat such impulsiveness again.

2. Also, I found a rather interesting program that may help those with stage fright combat their fears. This downloadable “virtual audience” imitates typical reactions (clapping, coughing, fidgeting, yawning, etc.) of a real audience while you present your speech. For more info click http://learningactivities.wordpress.com/2009/03/31/virtual-audience-using-adobe-air/

3. Break cannot end without a little adventure. I decided to stay up to catch the sunrise after watching 500 Days of Summer and Dear John online. I left around 6 a.m. with my camera and strolled down canyon heights hoping to find some hill to climb where I could overlook houses and trees. I ended up trespassing as I hiked up a hill, hoping to come upon a decent view. Instead, I not only completely missed the sunrise, but I found myself in the center of horse bathroom land; I was forced to leave after a black stallion so perfectly positioned a fart right in front of my face. So what did I learn? You know how happy cows come from California? Well, I believe horses are happy here too.

Yep, I caught a picture of a horse smiling at me.

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