The Final Countdown (part 1)

So...  This is it. The final stretch. Those last few game-changing seconds of the Blackhawks game (GO HAWKS!!!). The last lap. And any other last-minute-metaphors that I don't know. This is my last month as a freshman.

Well, I can't really say its gone by slow, but I also can't say it's gone by fast.  So many things have happened that have made this first, crucial year of high school unique to me and probably many other people around me.  For starters, there's the time that one of the people I board with, Nesanel, cut his leg wide open and I saw it happen...  And then there's the time that my roommate got kicked out of my room (and how I now have an entire room to myself).  Oh, and there's also that one time I lent a friend my copy of The Hunger Games and it got taken away...  But, to save all the readers the trouble of having to read one long post about the hundreds of things I neglected to mention before, I'll post each story separately later today.

My latest break had so much happening, it's hard to fit it all into one post, but I'll try.  I flew in on Tuesday morning, at about 9 am.  Straight from there, my father took me to get my haircut, and to visit my Bubbe.  Then we ran some errands, and by the time I got in the door, I had so much pent up energy that I had to run to get changed and get on my bike and just ride.  When I returned, I found a new Wii-U game sitting on my bed, one that I had been asking my father to get for me for a very long time!  I played that for a few hours, and then Skyped with my birth-family for a while (hey guys!) and before I knew it, it was time to get ready for shavuos.  

Over those next two days, I just... Slept.  I think I caught up on those lost hours of sleep caused by not going to sleep until about 12:30 am...  So I slept most of yontif (sorry I wasn't there to daven ma'ariv on Tuesday night, Mr. Weiss!).  Then, on Friday, I had multiple appointments, and then I had arranged for my counselor from camp (GO KAYITZ!!!  KAYITZ 2012 ROCKED!!!), who said he was supposed to leave by 5, but he really left at about 5:45. 

 Over shabbos, I met up with a friend who said he was going to be out of town, but came in to see me (thanks, by the way).  And that was my break!  Stories to follow...