Monday, January 12, 2009

three hundred and sixty

I'm back at Duke.

My room is in the center of campus, overlooking the bus stop and Alpine Bagels, it has two closets and a ridiculous amount of floor space, and my roommate (from freshman year) is tenting.

Sorority recruitment is over, we have an entirely new freshman class of baby Phis, and I no longer have to spend 8+ hours clattering about in heels, with a permanent smile plastered on my face, and make conversation with girl after girl despite subsisting on only coffee and Lifesaver mints. Strangely though, I enjoy recruitment in a way because it forces us all to be in one room--and the fact that I leave recruitment loving the girls in my sorority instead of hating them really says something.

Classes are in full swing, there is a new floor in the library called the Link that is essentially the love child of Ikea and Apple, and it could not have come at a better time because my new moleskin planner is being rapidly filled up with readings, papers, and application deadlines.