Clean Slate

"Citizen JEZ, you said you would write on your thoughts at the end of the day. Why are you writing now?"

Good question. Tonight, I have to fly back to West Point, so I'm not sure if I can blog tonight, as I'll be hanging around SFO. I did find out that SFO offers free wifi now, but I think my time would be better spent monitoring my flight status.

I just checked my schedule for next semester online. Overall, I'm pretty pleased with it. For those of you who are unfamiliar, unlike a normal school, at West Point, your schedule is pretty much picked for you. Sure, you have your academic major (I'm a history major myself), but there are a bunch of other classes you have to take (like international relations for example, which I'm taking this semester). The cool thing with having your schedule picked for you is you don't have to constantly refresh your browser hoping that you got in to that class you wanted.

Yeah, it's like high school. I get it.

However, my high school wasn't on the block system, and West Point is. With that said, I don't start until 3rd hour (9:50am) on Day 1's and I'm done by lunch (10:45am) on Day 2's. My Day 2's will be pretty full in the afternoon though because I have lab pretty much every day, but I guess it comes with the territory.

It is unfortunate though that I have to write the dreaded Sosh Paper and my Senior Thesis both in the same semester. The Sosh Paper is the 20 page paper we have to write for our International Relations class and there's a whole event catered to the event of just turning that in: more on that at another time.

I love the start of the school year, and the year in general. So much promise and so much potential in just having a Clean Slate. Hopefully I can capitalize on it all.

::Edit 5:41PM PST January 1, 2011::
My dad just woke me up in order to get ready for my flight back to New York tonight. My flight doesn't leave until 11:00pm, so I'm not sure why I had to be up so early-- I was planning on waking myself up at 6:00. Oh well.

I get so nervous the moments before I have to fly back. I'm not sure why. Maybe I get used to the fact that I'm "home." I sort of forget that life as I know it is different now: no more waking up in my own room, no more having my own bathroom, no more having to decide what to wear every day. Well, all in time I guess-- in five months, actually, I'll be done with school and will be out on my own. Weird.

It's just so weird that my room still has calendars from June 2007 up as if I never left the place. I wonder if I'll ever change them.

Oh, and don't think that I've just been lazy in changing calendars-- that's partially the reason why I haven't changed them, but not totally. But that's a story for another day too.

Lastly, for some weird reason, I have Eddie Money's "Take Me Home Tonight" stuck in my head. I'm not sure why. Maybe I'd want to know that in the future when I reread all of this.