My Life

Welcome to it:

No but seriously, this is what I do all the time.  Since our filter is broken on the real pool and it is yucks, I've been making this kiddie pool work for me.  Here is my recipe for tanning without feeling like you are being cooked in an oven (it works very well in a kiddie pool)(and if you're hardcore like me and you don't believe in sunscreen or skin cancer) (both are urban legends):

Lay on either your back or your stomach
Read until you feel uncomfortably hot.
Flip.
Repeat.

Because you see, while the rest of the country was worrying about a hurricane and power outages and mortal safety, it was over 100 degrees Fahrenheit over here.  And on one of those days my little brother decided we should do an eagle scout project in the sunny park.  Tangents.

The real point is that I am serious about getting my southern cali on.  Which includes driving through rush hour traffic in LA county:

Can I get a ticket for taking this picture?  That is besides the point.  The point is, do you like my photography style?  I call it first-person photography.  Do you feel like you are me tanning and driving?  Because that is the point.  I'm not sure if there is a real name for this or not, but I am calling it good.

Also, I probably made too many points for one blog post.  So here is one more: The life of luxury in here in the sunshine is being good to me, and like a sponge, I am soaking it all up.

Who needs an apartment to live in?  I'll tell you who - NOOBS!

HEAT WAVE

I know, I know, I know that the heat here is about 10 or 15 degrees cooler than it's been at home (L.A. says holla atchu boiiiiiiiiii!!!) and that if I were experiencing extreme cold I would be more miserable than I am here, but it is like re-donk-ulously hott here at Estánfor.

Did you know I spend about 45 minutes a day walking outside?  It generally takes 5-10 minutes to get from one place to another on campus by foot and in the heat I move sooo slow.  This is how I look when I leave my dorm:

(but you know, my version of the dress has sleeves and is a little longer)

and this is how I look by the time I get to class:

Isn't it crazy how I gain like 100 pounds and get crazy eyes because of the heat?  Everyone tells me I look tired and disheveled all day.  Plus those sweatpants are just not flattering.  And look how quickly I got a tan.  

My solution? The Bender Room.  It's this little room on the 5th floor of the library that overlooks half of campus, is very cozy (and good for naps!), and has a temperature of like 60 degrees.  

(note: actual picture of actual bender room)

After about an hour in there I am freezing cold and ready to face the sun again.  And then I don't die on my way to my next destination.  The end result is something like this:

(Don't I look ready to face the professional world?)

I know it's only a temporary fix, but the heat wave is only temporary too, right? RIGHT??!!?!  I can't survive this oven-temperature much longer.  

Thanks for putting up with my lack of real photos.  Google images and I are practically best friends now.  You don't even want to know what I put in the search engine sometimes.