crazier than I thought

I am back in SF. It is sunny and breezy. My room window, which is nice and huge, faces west so I get the setting sun. I love my room, incidentally. It's too bad I'm only living here for two and a half months. I've unpacked and settled in nicely. I'm such a huge perfectionist, I didn't realize until last night. I was unpacking and arranging my stuff for 5+ hours last night and making the room look like I've been living there for the past year. I think I succeeded. Will take pictures.

The girl I'm renting from is really nice, S.H. She lives across the hall. She wasn't actually going to live here, but it turns out that the girl who usually stays in my room was leaving, so I'm really renting the other girl's room.

Biked to West Portal to get fresh fruits and vegetables from the best market in town. I got three giant apples, 4 tangerines, 1 huge mango, romaine lettuce, and 1 lb. of baby carrots for $5.86. Amazing. That'll last me at least a week. Almost got run over by some cars. Almost. It was really quite close, that I was freaked out. Thanks for watching out for me, God. I was super careful biking back home. I should take some sort of about biking on the road, or get a book on it or something. K., the crazy (ex)roommate, called me up and asked if I wanted to go to the mall. I went. She's pretty subdued now. We bought green tea smoothies.

I'm taking it really easy this weekend, because starting Monday things are going to get crazy. June is going to be extremely crazy. Firstly, there's summer school from June 5 to July 8:

1. Racism: Cross-Cultural Analysis. Monday, Wednesday, and Friday from 9 to 11:45. I asked if I could take the mid-term early because it falls on the Cinegear Expo that I'm going to in LA. There's also a paper due when I get back. Ugh.

2. Greek and Roman Mythology. Tuesday and Thursday from 9 to 1:00 p.m. Double ugh. That's a long class! Haven't received the syllabus yet, so who know's what's going to happen.

Here's the trump card though--P., from CC and friend of K., called me up and asked if I wanted to help him on his film. I said sure. I'm going to be a script supervisor. Here are the call times: 7 pm to 3 am. Isn't that insane?! His crew is going to kill him. Who would agree to shoot a film from 7 pm to 3 am? He knows that I like to sleep early, so he said I can leave whenever I want. I'm also not getting paid (student film, hello!). So, yeah, that's going to kill me. I think I'm going to 10 shoots. Ugh. Oh, well, at least I'm getting paid in experience. He's insane though. I would not do that to my crew.

As for my birthday, I don't have any real plans. The Cinegear Expo that I'm going to with my friends in CC takes place on that day. I'm hopefully going to get a ride from someone who's driving down. I am not looking forward to 20.