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The summer’s coming to an end and I’ve just been listening to music for the last few hours since I have as many problems trying to sleep as I did when I was still in school. Insomnia is lovely to have when you’re doing important term papers but not when you’re bored. It’s interesting how you realize how much time has passed growing up, but when you’re just sitting there, drinking a coke and typing your blog at your computer, time seems endless. I’ve given a bit of thought to immortality, but we’ll talk about that perhaps another time.

I’ve been here over a year now and it’s been frustrating adjusting to the weather. All summer I’ve been stripped down to boxers, wiping the sweat off of my forehead with the back of my hand in my room. It’s been a problem since I’ve got here and air conditioning hasn’t exactly been my savior since the cool air seems to only be present in every room but mine. Almost every other summer before this one, I’ve had nothing to do pretty much. We stopped taking vacations when we found out we had no friends to visit anymore in other countries. That was the only motivation in a country not home to us.

It’s hard to get employed when you can barely make it through an interview. I’ve got experience running a business, but it was a simulated business in high school under the Kern County Regional Occupation Program. I was pretty good at that and we had interviews in that class, but I don’t know why I get turned down or never called back after interviews I'd taken at real jobs. I’ve maintained a good GPA all the time and I can be a hard worker when I want to be. I guess you can’t tell that from just one interview, but they never really got the chance to know me either since they didn’t call me back. I’ll have to get a job once school starts up; I don’t think I can take feeling like I’ve been imprisoned in a home.

I don’t have enough money to get my own place yet, but it’ll come when the job comes. For now, I’m stuck at the house. Hopefully just for another month. I’ve been trying to keep my brain active, but it’s been hard to keep a focus when all you think about is trying to tone down your stress level by casual conversation and deep contemplation. I’ve had my life under a magnifying class for a few days and I feel like I should write out my senior year. Maybe one day I’ll forget it something and look to see that indeed I was right or wrong. Hopefully I’ll remember myself as cool.