I-I thought you liked Frog's breath

I'm sitting here at my computer and sipping on a green apple milk tea boba. Life couldnt be much better. I used to go to this one boba place on Vermont Ave., but I have found an even better one on Figueroa that makes the best green apple milk teas you will ever have. I guarantee it.

I'm so wiped out. Today was the first day of classes here at USC. My day started at 8 am where I had to run over to the Greek Life office to get some plaguing questions answered. Then, I had my French class. I'm incredibly excited about taking French, seeing as Japanese turned out to be a bust and I think French is romantic. After today I can now say my name in French..thrilling, no? I have a language requirement of 3 semesters with the 3rd semester scheduled to cut right into my abroad semester in England, but I figure they've got to have a French class out there of that equivalent. It's a pretty generic language. My teacher seems super nice and reminds quite a bit of a ballet teacher I had when I was in high school.

After French, I wandered campus aimlessly until my Politics and Culture of the 1960s. Even after attending this school for a year, I cant find my way around sometimes so I spent 15 minutes lost...trying to find the building. The teacher seems nice enough, if not a bit jittery and short of breath. The class will cover the civil rights movement, the rise of psychedelic drugs, popular music, Vietnam and all that awesome (or not so awesome) stuff that went on during the era. But the best part of the class was an incredibly gorgeous boy who sat in the front row. Too cute. I might just have to sit in the same row next time.

My design class is going to be incredible. I sat in on this class when i came to visit the school as a senior and always hoped I'd be in it someday and now here I am. We have some cool projects in store this semester and I'm sure at least one good portfolio piece will come out of it. Our next homework assignment is to just gather any kinds of images or advertising that we think is cool. The teacher is a Pasadena Art Center graduate and an artist working in the field which really helps. She showed us her sketchbook and blew me away. She was telling us that she likes to go to the laundromat and draw people. Not just how they were though, she looked and them and decided which decade she thought theyd fit it, then drew them like that. Motivated me to go to the bookstore tomorrow and buy a sketchbook...even if I cant draw. I wonder if the kids down in the laundry room would mind if I drew them.

Anyway, Ive been reading some friend's blogs who have or are just about to move and start out as college freshmen this fall. Most people have been saying how sad they are and how they feel like it's not going to be the same anymore, which is exactly how I felt last year. But really, college is amazing if you go into it with an open attitude. Not only do you get to meet some incredible new people, but you also keep the friends you had before. You talk to them all the time, visit if you can, and when everyone is home again for summer you still have the kind of dynamic you had before. It's hard to believe right now with everyone scattering and it feels like everything you know is being ripped apart, but college is definitely a place to find yourself and I wish all of you about to set off good luck and lots of fun along the way.