Happy Cesar Chavez day! I’m thankful we have civil rights activists who move society into the future.
People always say, “Time flies when you’re having fun,” but I find the opposite to be true as well. The first half of my spring break was fully stocked with different activities and events, but now that I’m by myself at home with my family, the days are also zooming by without much productivity. I’ve been on a mad job hunt and apartment search for the upcoming year. I’ve made some headway there, but I woke up this morning with a ton of worry over my academics. I hardly read all week. I have an essay due on Tuesday that I’ve yet to even craft an argument for. End-of-the-year essays will probably be assigned the minute I return from spring break. Usually, I like to already have a thought process on where I’m going with each one, but my mind is clouded with all of these other tasks on my to-do list.
On top of all of this, all I really want to do is focus on my mental health and take a breather. But I can’t.
I can take a step back, but I cannot fully forget about my responsibilities. I guess that’s why I’m here on the blog right now. I’ve worked all morning, and I’m in need of a break for some clarity.
Instead of dwelling on all of the negatives I feel right now, I thought it might be fun to recap my spring break. It sure was fun!
Here are my spring break highlights!
Arizona (in general)
Ian and I went to Peoria, Arizona to stay with some of his family. It was about fifteen of us all staying under the same roof, and we just had an absolute blast for three days. I walked through the door only minutes after finding out about my job, but they made all of the pain go away.
I feel so welcomed and loved around Ian’s family, which makes sense, because Ian is the exact same way. Overall, we just had a stellar time. I know one or two of Ian’s family members read the blog, and if you are reading right now, I just want to reiterate how thankful I am to have been accepted with open arms, faults and alls.
Over spring break, I made it out in the morning only twice, and only for maybe about fifteen to twenty minutes both times, but the views were well worth it. Practically no one was outside, which I totally understand because when someone says Arizona is dry, they ain’t kidding. I had multiple bloody noses during my stay in Peoria, but oh well.
The runs were beautiful. There was plenty of cacti, open roads, and expanses of mountains. The sky was a particular blue that I’ve kept lodged in my memory, awaiting another morning sky to look just like that.
Baseball Spring Training
Ian’s family is all about the San Francisco Giants, so we made our way out to the Giants vs. White Sox game Sunday afternoon. Apart from the Giants blowing it in the last four minutes of the game, it was a splendid afternoon. The heat was killer but luckily we had a nice breeze to relieve us just when we needed it.
Even after slathering on multiple layers of sunscreen (I’m really good about this!), I still managed to wind up sunburned on my chest. Alas. I’m a relatively decent fan for baseball as a whole. I’m a Padres fan, but by no means do I follow the team like Ian does. It was fun to learn all about his favorite players, as they stood right in front of us!
Visiting My High School
Over winter break, Ian and I went back to his hometown and visited his middle school and high school. I learned so much about his childhood and upbringing, while giving him the chance to go back and reconnect with his favorite teachers. After our trip to Arizona, we drove back to my family house and did the same on my end.
My brother is now a math teacher at our high school, so not only did I get to visit my favorite teachers, but I also got to see my brother in action! This is his first semester teaching, and I’m so proud of him. Visiting him class was hilarious. From the moment I walked in, it was evident the students love him. He’s everything I want to be as a future teacher myself- not overly strict, respected by all, and the class was filled with both education and laughter. My brother is amazing.
I gave the grand tour of my tiny little school and popped in to see all of my old teachers. I have to admit, it was a really enlightening experience for myself. Those halls are where I was in the depths of my eating disorder. Those teachers are the ones who saw me at my worst. Now, here I am, coming back three years later, pretty darn healthy, my arm intertwined with the love of my life’s arm, and I feel like an entirely different person. It’s almost like the girl who went to school there no longer exists. I felt pretty proud of myself for that.
The conversations I had with my teachers reminded me just why I want to be a teacher in the first place. They were the ones who saved me. They gave me the courage to keep fighting. They were a huge support system.
If you’ve followed the blog for awhile, you already know that I’m a prolific fan and supporter of Conan O’Brien. My family home is actually about a 10 minute drive from most of the television studios here in Los Angeles, and we frequently attend tapings. In fact, this was my third time going to see Conan. I actually met him the first time I came because I had a sign that said “Bucket List: Hug from Conan O’Brien.” I got one!
When Ian and I were planning out our spring break, the thought popped up into my head about going to see a TV taping. Sure enough, there were open tickets to see Conan so I jumped on them. Ian’s from Northern California, and he had never done anything like that, so I wanted to share that with him.
Tuesday morning, we got there bright and early to make sure we were the first ones in line. Because we had so much downtime, we played cards and backgammon, and even managed to watch The Parent Trap on my laptop (anyone else obsessed with this movie?!). When the taping actually started, we found ourselves in the prime “Nipple Seats.”
Almost every episode, right when Conan is announced onto stage, he lets the two people in these front seats rub his nipple. I know, I know, it sounds strange. But we got to do it! He came over to Ian first, opened his coat, and we both got the chance to rub him!
Here is the clip if you’re interested in watching!
At the end of the episode, he even came over and gave hugs!
We announced on twitter and Facebook to all of our friends about what happened, so all night I got snapchats from people with their TV screens. It was so fun!
I’m making a big jump going from Conan to junk food, but it was the next highlight to pop up into my mind. I just have to take a moment and be a little prideful. I have not eaten well during this spring break trip, but it really no longer bugs me like it used to.
If you’re ever worried about recovery never getting easier, let me squash those fears. It does.
Recovery really does get better with time. I promise.
I’m on an emotional rollercoaster right now. I don’t know what the future holds. I don’t know where I’m living in a matter of weeks. Tomorrow, I go back to San Diego and am scheduled to tour five apartments and three houses. I could be living with total strangers next semester because I’m late to the game in terms of signing a lease. There is a lot of haze in my life.
And yet, I feel surprisingly okay. At least, right now at this moment. I think that has a lot to do with the fact that I just typed up all of the highlights, but I think it also has a lot to do with the community I have surrounded myself with over the past year.
I have to start with Ian. Ian, if you’re reading this, my goodness how I love you so. You’ve taught me how to enjoy life. You’ve taught me what it means to be more than just someone who gets by, but someone who thrives and pursues more for herself. You’ve taught me the meaning of unconditional love. You are my best friend, partner, love of my life, and favorite human being in the whole world. This spring break, this year, everything, would not have been the same without your snorting laugh and compassionate heart. Spending the spring break with you and your family was precisely what I needed. I love your family so much. I love you so much.
My friends, both online and in real life, have floored me with the messages of support and encouragement. I have felt a lot of sadness recently, but I have not felt alone once. Feeling lonely is something that really debilitates me, but I have no worry that I’ll feel like I’m by myself as I tackle on these new battles. I’m so thankful for that.
I head back to San Diego tomorrow, but I technically have two more days of spring break. In that time, I am confident I will find at least one more highlight to cherish. This spring break, even with the tumultuous news, has been by far one of the best spring breaks of my life. I’m thankful.
Happy Friday everyone! I hope you have a beautiful weekend ahead of you.
- Favorite Lindsay Lohan movie? <– I know a lot of people will vote Mean Girls, but man, The Parent Trap is such a classic!
- Any weekend plans?
- Do you watch late night TV? Who’s your favorite comedian?
- What was a highlight of your week?