If I had my way I would move to Hawaii and never look back. At least, that's what my sister did. But in conjuction with moving to Hawaii I would also be the White House Press Secretary. I guess this is my first realization that dreams don't always come true.

My summer is going to be awful. Why oh why did I decided to get ahead and decide to take German at Cal? Why can't I be a lazy bum? Please tell me.

All I want to do is get home, unpack, put 3 bathing suites and 3 sundresses in a suitcase with my jack sandals and go to Hawaii. Temporarily move in with Wendy, my sister, get a job working at one of the MANY beach front Hotels and be set for the summer.

And WHY am I not doing that? Because I have friends I will miss, I have a GERMAN class to take, I have a good job, and I have Lair.

I am so close to giving up all of that for Hawaii, except the friends.