What happened to my life?

I'm back at USC now for sorority recruitment school, the two week period that I go into a cave where everything else in my life is halted. So far, I've been here for 4 days, 13 hours a day. Last year, it was the most exhausting process and by the end of the 3 weeks, my voice had completely disappeared and I had come down with a horrible cold. What a great way to start the semester. This year, I am here the same amount of hours, if not more, but it's less physically exhausting because I'm on a purely organizational team so I don't learn any of the bouncing, singing stuff. I miss my life though. I was having such a wonderful summer hanging out with so many cool people, and it is like the rug has been pulled out from under me. It's like entering an alternate universe where I don't even recognize my life as my own, but as soon as recruitment stuff is over, life returns to normal and hopefully all the friendships I made during the summer will still be around.

So I'll be here at the house all day, every day from now until the 21st, but somehow I have to find time to move into my apartment, meet my new roommates, and go to first week's classes. Then on the 22nd, I'm taking the red eye flight to new jersey for my cousin's wedding. It's a crazy crazy time, but please do call my cell phone and remind me that there is a world outside this cave...because I'm starting to doubt it.

transition to fall

I'll go through these manic periods where I'll write a blog entry every day for a week, and then I'll go for a month without one. Anyway, I knew that after last night, things would start settling down. It's time for me to switch into school mode. Last night, a bunch of people brig knew from usc, afi, and high school went to Saddle Ranch for her goodbye party. It turned out to be a really fun night. I decided that I love adios motherfuckers. They are delicious. They came in basically a pitcher-sized glass and were bright blue. They had vodka, white rum, gin, and some other blue liquor and were sooooo good! You don't taste a bit of the alcohol, which is good because more and more I realize that I don't enjoy the tonic drinks. Because you don't taste the alcohol, it knocks you on your ass. Brigitte and I split 2 big pitchers of it. It always makes me nervous to blend people from too many friend groups, but this time everyone seemed to get along really well. Probably thanks to the qualities of the adios motherfuckers. Do you ever have certain events that happen though, even little ones, that you wish you could reverse time and change the outcome so much that you just obsess over the event for days afterwards? I don't know if that makes any sense. Basically, I looked like a total idiot in front of someone I really wish I hadn't and I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. Maybe it's because everything is up in the air.

Perhaps taking my mind off it will help because now it's time to think about school. I always feel like I'm a different person from semester to semester. It probably has a lot to do with the people I surround myself with. This is my last week before I go back for fall semester and I have a huge list of things to get done. It's pretty daunting. The first week back, I've got to live on someone's floor because my apartment's move-in day isnt until the 16th. I'll be homeless. It's going to be strange being back in that environment because I've spent so much time this summer hanging out with Brigitte and older film people, it's going to be strange to not have them around. But hopefully organizing my life and doing rush stuff 12 hours a day will help me snap back into the mindframe that I have to be in. I hope that everyone has a wonderful end to summer and I've enjoyed spending time with you all.

But at midnight on August 18th, this is where I'll be!