For one of the first times in my life I truly understand and appreciate the idea of taking a vacation and taking a break from things and taking things slowly and quietly. The stream of events called college has seemingly zapped the life out of me. This week at least. i feel as if I’ve lived breathed and eaten college in the last week. I guess I am — I’m getting cabin fever.

Winter vacation : What’s going to be held in store for me?

James called me today and told me some sad bad news. Skin isn’t healing correctly over his tendons and he’s going to need to get a skin graph or synthetic skin surgery to be able to heal correctly. It hurts just thinking about it, and I can’t imagine how much he must be going through. I was looking forward to seeing him next week — that’s when he was supposed to come back to Irvine…

I hate knowing that friends are in pain.

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It doesn’t feel like winter. It’s December and I can’t feel any of the old cheer. I don’t see red stockings and don’t feel very merry at all. The balcony across from my dorm window has chritsmas lights but somehow they don’t remind me of christmas.

I haven’t finished buying all my presents yet. For some people, I don’t even know how to start.

Right now, all I can think about is how blissful sleep sounds. Too bad my hyperactive insomniacally inclined mind won’t allow me to do that.