Summertime and the livin is easy

School's over. So that's weird. I'm faced with summer in three weeks or so, but not any kind of summer that I've known before. This is the "grown up" summer. I'll be living in an apartment at USC for the summertime, working 4 days a week or so at my internship, driving all over the place. It's going to feel very foreign to me. And so now, as I'm faced with a new experience this summer, I find myself being more nostalgic than ever. Everything seems like an old summer memory. Early summers spent playing in the sprinklers in the hot summer and smelling the fresh cut grass and selling lemonade for 10 cents a cup with my brother in the park. Later teenage summers spent going to the movies, eating lunches at Fatburger, and going to AMPM with jessica.

Most of my news tends to be sorority news lately, because that's what my schedule has been jam packed with. On Friday, we had Row Cup which was our house's big philanthropy event. I was a captain for the delts. We went over to wake them up and slowly they trickled over to our lawn where we were having the event. It was human foosball which was pretty funny because the guys had to get strapped in to play like real foosball characters and a lot of them got so into it that they were kicking the soccer ball at people's faces and crotches. Ouch. A few times throughout the day, the big bouncy castle that they played in deflated and collapsed on the players. There were slip and slides set up on the lawn too which made me even more nostalgic for a time when playing outside all day was the only thing on my mind. I think they even fixed the dangerous metal spikes we used to use to stick the slip and slide into the ground. Many injuries from this contraption.


The bouncy castle collapsing around my team


my row cup team


Slip and Slide!

I have my "Vintage Hollywood" theme dance coming up this friday. I'm looking forward to it because I have a dress all ready. I've got a whole Donna Reed 1950s look going on. I think I'm going to watch Grease to prepare. The guy I'm bringing has never been to an event like this because he doesn't go to a big school, so it could either be really fun or not so fun if it turns out he doesn't like it and then I'd feel bad. More update on that after Friday.

The gorgeous australian boys who were staying in my apartment have left. It was nice to have them around because of the accents, the politeness, and the rugged good looks...and the fact that they slept in boxers on the couches. But it's also nice to have my apartment back to wander around in a groggy daze in my pajamas and not worry about looking hideous in front of anyone.

Oh, and to Monica if you're reading, i just wanted to let you know that I've been swamped with school stuff, but I'll be sending something really soon.