Picking Up Trash

Summer break has been purely mediocre thus far. I'm in San Ramon now, which is far enough from my old home to make it a mild journey to visit old friends. The job search isn't going so well, I applied to five different places and none of them have gotten back to me, I guess I'm just not very desirable. I have a pending offer from Kumon. Actually it's not so much as an offer as it is my sister's friend leaving Kumon, and my sister's other friend's mother who owns it may be willing to give me the job. My one DVC class is going okay, math was never really my favorite subject. I've been thinking that I may go into law since it's always catered to my interest, and by going into law I still have the chance of being somewhat valuable to society. Still have some thinking to do on that, but you know as much as I do of where I stand as of now.

I miss San Diego. Finals week was chill for me, since I bummed it for most of the quarter. It was full of late night food runs and me bugging the hell out of Angela. I miss it all.