My summer opened up with lots of boozy nights and hungover mornings. Here’s a riddle: how many times can a girl go out without murdering her liver and bank account? I’m still proving myself wrong. But how else do you kick start the summer? Also, I wouldn’t mind never going to Cabana ever again.
The return to my former sales associate job at Pandora was far from exciting. You’d think it’d be difficult to sell a product you don’t believe in. Overpriced and oversaturated, I can’t seem to wrap my head around the cult following. But if you’ve mastered the fine art of bullshitting, sales comes easy. As a kid, I was a professional rhetorician; able to manipulate and persuade without a shadow of a doubt. God I hate myself. Anyways, the only thing getting me through the redundancy of work was the impending ACYOC Sports Weekend Trip to Detroit. My friends and I even went shopping in anticipation. Plot twist, it was cancelled. Sometimes life doesn’t go as planned- c’est la vie.
I spent a week of June in Los Angeles with my dad’s side of the family. My visit opened up with Father’s Day celebrations in Ojai County. A trip with my grandparents, dad and sister included brunch at Ojai Valley Inn, a drive through the desert, quick snack stop at Farmer and Cook and a relaxing walk down Santa Monica Pier.
The rest of the week was that of a typical valley girl’s: shopping at Nasty Gal, lunching at Lemonade, beaching at Manhattan, juicing at Kreation and spending at Barneys. One day while window-shopping at Manhattan Beach, my sister and I stopped at Diane’s (a swimwear boutique). I tried on this Free People dress but never ended up getting. My sister made note of this.
The week went by faster than it came and it was time to go back home. Back in Toronto, it was time for a lifestyle revival. With my looming 20th birthday, I felt the need to prepare for it. 20 seems to be the new 30 and I felt (still feel) 15. I made a to-do list which included things like: get an internship, start a serious relationship, make a 5 year plan, buy a 401k etc. Long story short, I ended up finishing Gilmore Girls for the second time. #netflixandchill complete with no pants, coconut ice cream and good company. Like what even is a 401k anyway? At the end of the month, mom and I made a spontaneous trip to NY and it was the greatest part of my summer. So much happened is such little time.
Apart from my birthday, August is my favorite month for two reason, the obvious one being camp. Every year around the third week of the month, 2 packed buses make their way to Wesley Acres. This year, things were a little different; it was a week of new beginnings. We switched campsites, got a better nurse, had new campers and ‘refined’ food choices. Honestly, this was one of my best years at camp. New setting, new vibes. There were less people, which proved to me quality truly is better than quantity. The staff was way more chill about everything. The schedule was less rigid, there was more trust between the senior staff and counselors and between counselors and CIT’s. As if it couldn’t get any more familial, it did. #fire #glutenfree #BSB #tim #DJtembel
August is also my favorite month because it’s an endless Sunday. It’s the last month of summer and the weather gets hazier, the days longer and everything’s calmer. Like the last day of the week, August is dedicated to doing nothing but enjoying the bittersweet end of the season. August is nostalgic, enigmatic, anticlimactic and I love it.
Thirdly, my birthday. And remember that dress I tried on at Diane’s? My sister got it for me for my birthday. She’s a keeper.
This time next week is my third year of university, and arguably the most important. I’m surprisingly not nervous. I think I’ve gotten used to the whole uni thing and it’s not as intimidating anymore. Sure there’s a lot of work and it’s difficult –practically impossible- but it doesn’t really scare me anymore. I’ll do my best and that’s that. 8 more months and it’ll be summer again. I’ve surpassed course load, yet still manage to be behind on credits. Whatever, I’m over it.
Here’s to the end of summer, the start of fall and new beginnings.