i'm sitting here with a towel on my head making up a mock interview about modernization of islam but the truth is i don't want to go back to reality!

Culture Shock was so much better than I expected. A two day music festival with drinking and carnival rides and sunshine was absolutely perfect.
I'm finding that I really appreciate things when an event like this takes place- the hot sun on my back, the music even if it's only mediocre, the blankets and girls in nice dresses. Surrounded by my friends all day-when someone would stop at our blanket it was just an accumulation of more and more people, coming and going all day. The grass under my feet, the dirt, just being barefoot in general is a beautiful thing. Climbing trees and being tipsy while eating a snocone , waiting for dusk (two beautiful sunsets, friday and saturday) so that the night can begin- and with it comes more drinking, a new outfit, dancing, lights, loud music, hot messes, roaming, sweating, every little thing I just..drank it all in. It's like it was a totally different world.

Back to reality.

I can still enjoy being barefoot though. I mean, I have so many bruises and my body aches all over but I'm lovin' it.