The LA semester is my second abroad experience and you would think by now I would have gotten the hang of adjusting to a new place quickly. I thought I would step off the plane and feel no jet lag at all, figure out how to get around this city in about a week or two and fall in love with the place as quickly as I did with London. I could not have been more wrong. The LA semester has been an extremely challenging experience for me physically and mentally. I’m in a constant inner battle of, “do I hate or love this place I seriously cannot tell, someone please help me figure it out before I go crazy.” The highs of working with my internship are incredibly high and I’ve gotten to do things I never would have done if I hadn’t come out here but the lows of sleep deprivation are pretty rough too. I’m so used to public transportation and feeling the coolness of fall that I have no sense of time anymore. I’m sitting in hours of traffic a week to and from class and work and back again. I feel like I could sleep for a week and still not be fully rested. But the LA semester has surrounded me with absolutely wonderful, inspiring people and that is what gets me going every day. I think I’ll have to see what life is like in LA without the added classes to fully get a feel of what this place is like.