What I Did On My Summer Vacation

I love the cliche` sound to the title and it's a good way to wrap up a rather quick and short blog. For some, break starts in May. For others it's June. The last day of school for me was in May. I was registered for the summer and for the first two weeks of the summer semester I held my breath. I held it for money which was the most silliest idea. Money for school and housing. My financial aid advisor and I got to know eachother. I used to sit by the phone in the morning waiting for his call.
For nearly 3 months we waited for an official letter from a bank saying my past student loans aren't in default anymore. During those three months...
I drove a taxi cab for three nights. 5p.m. to 5a.m in Fitchburg in the dark. I made some runs to Leominster and got lost. Customers complained about my inexperianced driving skills. The roads are clear at night but people are also in high spirits....the song "People are Strange" by the Doors come in mind.
After three days I figured safety is more important than money. Even though I was offered driving lessons, I declined and re-united with my bicylce.
After a month and some change I woke myself up at 4a.m to make my way to the unemployment office for 5.--I'm skipping a whole section of my summer vacation...oh yes...the minor.
I'll leave it to my younger sister to write the book that will make her rich. Here is a sample of her book. She told me she will begin with the words "once upon a time there was baby that nobody loved...." wow.
There was the factory I worked at each morning and then after work I went to my Marine friend's house and played chess. Work, chess, blockbuster, home...sort of. I didn't watch the blockbuster movies at home...just the special feature on my PS2 and that was only 1 movie...Silent Hill which I've seen a million and 1 times....
There was the eyebrow piercings and blonde streaks gearing up for the American Idol auditions in Philadelphia. It was my 4th time auditioning, 2nd time not passing the first round. I have theories.... I met some cool people and some uh..what's that song by The Doors again- "people are strange"....
Now, break's over and it's school days once again. I commute from Fitchburg to Boston and ride a jacked up bike with no back breaks from North Station to Brookline. I have no bike lock so I park it in the underground garage which I'm fortunate it's not a car so I don't have to pay for parking.
What I did on my summer vacation was nothing more than work and entertain myself in the oddest of ways...some not so odd. Now it's time to get my learn on and do great things...I wish I had something deep and positive to end this thing with but I can't think of any right now and this particular entry was semi-pointless to begin with anyway. So I close this blog with a quote from a girl named Angela..."It's nice to stay in that semi-informed fantasy land where [he] is just real enough to have a personality and just unreal enough to be perfect."