Transitions = a call for hardy breakfasts

After waking up at 5:15am, . . . and then turning off the alarm clock only to fall easily back asleep for what I hoped would only be ten minutes (but actually turned out to be forty-five minutes!) I walked down the still dark hallway from my cornered room in a still semi-drowsily fashion, to the silent and empty kitchen, to whip myself somethin’ to eat.

I had the wheatiest of breakfasts if I may say: sugar-free apple cinnamon oatmeal with left over frosted mini wheats, bite size, (whatever’s left at the bottom of the ceareal bag) – yes, the sugar in this cereal totally cancelled out the sugar-free-ness of the oatmeal packet (guilty as charged for wanting something sweet in the morning – like the sweet, little nap after the alarm clock went off!) – with even more cinnamon in the form of extremely fine grandules, blue berries and lots of fat-free milk. Me loves me some milk, ever since my mom got me addicted to it. Oh yeah, the wheat germ!

I felt this breakfast was the best way to prepare myself for the first day of classes, granted I don’t have any today for this week only. But I still chose to go to school, carpooling with Ate Sherry and Steph, just to re-familiarize myself with everything I had so eagerly forgotten when the motions of summer break were overtaking my zealous self.

With the start of school signifying the end of summer break, I must look back and see if I accomplished any goals I had set for myself at the beginning to middle of summer break. If I’m not mistaken, my goals were:
1. Learn to drive. If I do, my dad promised to get me double bass kick pedals for my drum set. Digididigididigididigididigidi. That’s how they’ll sounds like, except with a deep tone.
2. Make at least one drum cover to post on youtube. Also, continue practicing/learning the drums.
3. Make at least one piano cover to post on youtube. Also, memorize the scales (I haven’t memorized all of them yet, if that even interests you, I don’t know).
4. Improve in tennis.

And the verdict? I learned to drive and my road test is on September 22. I’m thinking I’ll not get double bass kick pedals because I had bought cymbals in advance instead (right now, the cymbals are more essential to my kit than the kick pedals), although I had bought the cymbals with my money from my savings account. Nope, I didn’t do a drum cover, because I can’t record anything, at the moment. But I’ve been practicing all summer. I did in fact make a piano cover, but it’s in Ate Sherry’s laptop and she’s doesn’t know how to put it on youtube and neither do I . . . and nope, I didn’t memorize the scales. Yes, in my opinion, I did improve in tennis.

But my summer was more than just these goals, no matter how much I talk about them. I had so many good times, just chillin’ at home at night with my parents, watching rented movies from our public library, (sci-fi and scary movies). The last movie we watched was The Prestige. It is now my new favorite movie. Watching scary movies with Kuya and Liz is especially fun. Man do they love scary movies; I bet you they’ve watched all the scary movies you can think of. I also loved the loaded weekends spent with Kuya and Steph, playing basketball, tennis and running. Oh, and that one random night dancing with them to club-like music from my keyboard in our den. Steph’s got some moves. Yes, I actually did enjoy driving my mom around to all her errands when she couldn’t because she had hurt her knee; that was how I learned to drive and it was good timing too because it’s about time I learn.

So while it seems that I didn’t fully accomplish some of my goals, I don’t mind it at all because what really matters is that I made the most out of my summer and from the looks of it, I’d say I did!