To explain my feelings today, let me present a (fictional) story:

I have a car. It’s not the most beautiful, but it works for me. Over Easter Vacation, I had the car repainted and the interiors cleaned. Damn, that car looked good. It looked just like new!

So, later on, I drove to the supermarket to pick up some random items. When I came back, there was a shopping cart next to my car. It had scratched the paint. The new paint. It had just looked like new, and now, there’s a scratch. In fact, if I look at any other part of the car, it still looks new. However, my attention keeps coming back to the scratch.

Alright, end of story. What does it mean? The car is kind of like my soul. I felt all refreshed after Easter Vacation. I felt new and ready for the world again. If you know me a little bit, you know I can be rather cynical. However, I felt so much less jaded after the Easter Vacation. Now, I come back — just one day in school! — and I’m starting to feel a little jaded again. The world just put a scratch in the new paint on my soul. I still feel quite refreshed, but I know there’s a scratch now. Before the scratch, maybe there was the illusion that it would look new forever. But afterwards, I know there’ll be more scratches.

When’s summer vacation?