That’s my president
Have you ever watched Grey’s Anatomy? Well to recap, if you haven’t, the main character’s name is Meredith and she has a best friend named Christina. They aren’t just best friends though; they call each other “my person”: the person they went to with dangerous secrets, funny stories and for necessary advice. Rebecca, she is more than my sister and more than my best friend. She knows every single thing about me, about 3 seconds after I experience it myself. It’s like were never apart because we are actually the same people. So, I’ve known Rebecca for 8 years now, but in this friendship time is not why we’re so close. It’s the fact that she can make me laugh when I am in any mood and she will (literally) slap anyone who makes me upset. She’s the person that dares me to take risks and encourages me to try new things. I don’t want there ever to be a day where I don’t laugh from a Rebecca joke. However, she is also my necessary reality check. She’s the person who would drive to my house at any time on any day just to tell me I’m being a dumbass and I need to get over it. Despite all the things necessary for my sanity, I just love that we adore the same things although they seem minuscule: like camp sunsets, glen spey stars, hipsters (lolz) and nights filled with cuddling and laughter. And as much as I complain to her about school, annoying friends and even more annoying boys, she always is there to tell me she loves me. She’s the person I think about when I feel really shitty because I know, like a sister, she’ll always love me no matter how fat I get, how old I turn or how disgusting I act. She is why I am so grateful to have camp. This two month reality escape has given me the best friend and sister I have ever dreamed of having and I can’t imagine life without her. I know she’ll one day be the best general Lokanda has ever seen. I know she’ll one day be standing right beside me at my wedding. I know she’ll one day be Aunt Rebecca to my children. And I know she’ll always be my person.
Welcome Week… enough said.
This was the craziest, most exciting, yet most tiring week of my entire life. This blog won’t be as descriptive considering I hardly remember any details. It started out with a white-out night. We went to SIG and it was hotter than hot. Let’s just say I got a little crazy. I’m also pretty sure I sweat out 4 gallons of water. By the time I got to ZBT, I was soaking wet, and in case you were wondering it isn’t really an attractive look for me. Then Thursday was Sammy jungle night, aka the night I began to be obsessed with Sammy. They’re so awesome and normal, unlike some other frats that are just sketchy. We stayed there the whole night practically. My crew has begun to form at this point. There a bunch of girls and guys that I feel completely comfortable with. They make me laugh and I couldn’t care less what I look like in front of them or what I say to them because they just accept everything. We all also have a lot of jewish geography connections. Friday was tight and bright at ZBT which I was pretty skeptical about because I hear bad, bad stories about ZBT even though I always have fun when I’m there. We stayed there for a while dancing and going crazy then we went back over to Sammy and chilled. I always feel like I’m intruding over there, but the guys are so welcoming that we can’t not accept their invitation to come over and hang. Saturday was debatably one of the greatest days of my life, my first Michigan football game. We started pre-gaming at SIG, but then the cops showed up so we walked away. The funniest part of the day was however, as we were walking away from SIG the people on the roof started cheering, “We’re not that drunk” to the cops. Very obnoxious, but very funny. Well somehow we ended up at the Sammy pre-game that was actually one of the most fun few hours I’ve ever experienced. We drank, danced, networked. We saw so many Lokanda people and they were beyond nice and put in so many good words for us with sorority girls. Then the day went a little down hill, my stomach began to twist and the room began to spin so I went back and napped. We woke up an hour or two later and went to the stadium for the game. We were able to walk on the field and sit in the stands, it was awesome. Sunday night was splash bash for most people, but I didn’t get a ticket so we gathered the other non-goers and decided to check out a red, white and blackout party. It ended up being worse than lame, so we bailed and went over to ZBT. It was pretty awesome for a few hours. The night ended with us chilling at Sammy with a less exciting crowd, but definitely a nicer one.
To say the least this week rocked.
Until we meet again Welcome Week, see you in 2013
The greatest people I’ve ever met. Rebecca will always be my other half, my sister, but the other two are new to the crew and they are the most awesome additions.
This summer was filled with so many “fuck my life” moments, but meeting Tom and Danielle made all the moments seem so insignificant in the grand scheme of the summer. They were my back bone. At times I couldn’t tolerate my surroundings any longer and I needed someone to hold me up, so these two walked me through every situation. When boys sucked and campers sucked harder, I literally cried to Danielle and laughed with Tom. I couldn’t be more grateful for the crew that we formed. They have given me people to trust, to love and to hold on to for the rest of my life.
The University of Michigan
Haven’t been on here in a while, but I definitely miss it. I’ve recently needed a way to avoid my feelings.
HAIL TO THE VICTORS! Most nerve-racking game ever.