Name: Rachel 
Today was actually a Saturday that felt like a saturday. Woke up, went to the gym, put in my auditions for BBTL season 2, and started studying for my AbPsy midterm. There was also a portion of the day spent doing trunk room cleanout. It wasn’t much, unlike last year where we were hauling stuff down from the attic to the basement, talk about back pain. Then Aria and I watched some Angel and Buffy.
Seeing people’s discarded stuff is really weird. I mean aside from suitcases full of someone’s underwear, a discarded ATM card that expired 11 years ago, and posters, silverware, TVs and computers… you see little things of people. A senior found photos someone had taken of her during her freshman year. The thing that resonated most with me was a broken board. It was old, starting to mold, but what I noticed was it was dated- 12/13/05 “The day I broke my first board”.
Obviously whoever this board breaker was took Kung Fu, like I did last semester. I remember that feeling, breaking a board for the first time with the sheer energy of you. That day from last semester really stands out in my mind.
I’d spent the entire morning with El. We had breakfast together, and then went over to her place and she worked on her logic final. Then we had the last kung fu class meet up. We did our cheesy skit based on 1950s PSAs about defending yoruself with kung fu. But then there was the board breaking. El was the first one to go and she hesitated, unsure of herself, and sure enough the board didn’t break. She took a break, some other people went, myself included, and then she went again and she and I both learned that as long as you are sure you will break the board, you will… then we went to Starbucks and went back to my place to work/chill.
That was just a great day. Maybe one of the best of my life. I hope I get another day like it again… but then again… everything seems to just fade away.
