And they say you can't go home again...

Well I did. So sue me. And I have loved every minute of it. I haven't been home for this long since I left for college, I almost feel out of place at times. And yet there are moments when it feels like I've never left at all. As much as I am loving my time at home, I can't wait till July 28th.

It has been about 25 days now since I have been home and working out. Boy am I glad I got another month. Thankfully, I feel better than I felt 25 days ago, but unfortunately, that is saying very little since 25 days ago my Nana coulda beat me 1 on 1. Seriously. Nana's got game.

I got my new camera for my upcoming travel adventures. I have already taken an obscene amount of pictures, much to the chagrin of my friends. They will thank me later. It is a pretty nifty camera and until I've got Germany to photograph, these people will have to do. :)

                            At a wedding with Jen! We decided everyone
                                       looks better in black n white.
      

                                                        Dodger game!

My German is really coming along. I still don't know any, but I don't know quite as little as I didn't know before. That made sense in my head. I am sure once I am immersed in it, I will really start to pick things up. That, or I will just never talk.

There's no way I am never talking.

I've got 28 days until I take off... just enough time to turn 23, work Perry/Vaughan basketball camp, see the midnight showing of the final Harry Potter and eat inordinate amounts of In n Out. I'll hate to say good-bye, but somehow I think I'll find the good.