Work Hard, Play Hard

It's very safe to say that at this point, we're all starting to go a little crazy. From making copies of lesson plans at 2am to studying geometry, we're all stretched a little thin. But, as we know, sleep deprivation coupled with dorm life and a bunch of crazy young adults can lead to some interesting adventures.

Last night, my friend Tyson and I decided to break out of the LMU bubble and venture a few blocks away to a BBQ place we'd seen the day before. Heck, we figured, it's the 4th of July and what's more American than BBQ? Well, as it turns out, we weren't the only ones who had this genius idea. We joined a table of about 20 Bay Area corps members and soon enough, we were all holding hands and saying grace over a beautiful meal of ribs, pulled pork and cornbread. Several pitchers of beer later, a few of us broke out into musical songs (namely "La Vie Boheme" from Rent).

After our delicious dinner, we sprinted back to campus to catch the fireworks display. We found a perfect spot on a bluff overlooking the entire city. I have yet to get my directions straight, but I think we were sandwiched between the ocean and the Coliseum. Instead of having one huge display like in Wallowa County, there were multiple displays shooting off everywhere that lit up the entire city. It was actually really beautiful. Even more beautiful, though, was that it was finally a clear enough night that we could see the stars despite all the light pollution. Again, after the great display ended, the group broke out into song. This time, though, they chose "Proud to be American." I'm sure they could hear us all the way in Beverly Hills.

I'm glad I took some time for myself in the midst of all this craziness. It's back to the grind today, but at least I have the chorus from La Vie Boheme on repeat in my head.