In yet another installment of "I am no longer an 18 year old", I have discovered that dancing the night away in heels equals very painful knees.  I have always known this, but I think I used to choose to dance the night away in flats, trainers, and flip flops.  Even my comfiest and most supportive heels seem to bring pain to my joints.  Ouch.  ( Read more... )

Trying to pack and buy everything I need. And trying to get it all done before I leave Monday for Minnesota. Luckily, Mom is being a doll and going to ship some stuff to me. Amazingly helpful ( Read more... )

Four times this week I have heard/read the word "rock" only to have the Georgetown Fight Song start playing in my head. You know you are indoctrinated when a word in your first language is automatically linked to that word in your third language (well, Latin doesn't really count as a numbered language, does it? besides, most Hoyas don't know much ( Read more... )

I have a place to live. My visa should be arriving today. I'm sitting down with Dad sometime this week to talk about my loan options (it's nice having a built-in financial planner). So, hopefully, there will be no more migraines ( Read more... )