It’s 20 minutes past 11 o’clock, and I’m sure a lot of my friends, classmates, and acquaintances from university are bracing themselves for tomorrow – the first day of classes after Christmas break. It’s not like your usual first day of classes where you’re so nervous because you haven’t gotten all your classes yet and you still need to hunt down some professors. Instead, it’s that time of the year where you feel so tired and lazy, wishing that Christmas break could’ve been longer because it was too good to pass – not to mention the exams creeping up on you since the last time you left school, cause apparently you wanted it to have after Christmas break.
Nevertheless, it’s a fun way to see everyone again and see how holiday weight has changed them. Everyone has stories to tell from their Christmas break – time spent with family and hometown friends, adventures and misadventures, and even their traveling.
For me, it was definitely a memorable one. It was fun going around with my family, taking pictures here and there, and seeing how happy they were when they saw snow. But something that would make this vacation so memorable was seeing my good old friends from Michigan after more than a year and half. It was so fun catching up with them that we couldn’t spare our time together just to take a picture. It makes you realize that at some point, what matters really is the memories you create rather than the pictures you are in together. It’s a life-changing experience, as cliche as it sounds. I hope to see them some time soon, when we all (hopefully) have jobs or pursuing things that we wanted to do.
Halfway around the world, lies the one thing that you want
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