... is real.

Or so I found out this summer when one of my best friends confessed his feelings for me one night when I went up to visit my friends who were staying in Ithaca for the summer. He claimed to have liked me since March, after our Spring Break. He said he thought to himself, "Wow, I really miss this girl," and somehow realized he liked me ( Read more... )

No, I did not make a typo in the title.

That's right, folks, I'm writing again. And by writing, I don't mean what I did during the past several years, which was occasionally get an idea for a story, write about a page of it, and then forget about it. This is the first time I've been genuinely excited to write anything since At the End of the Day all ( Read more... )

On rainy days about 40 degrees Farenheit (50% of the days in Ithaca), my usual attire is as follows: skinny jeans, sweatshirt, and rain boots. I wear skinny jeans because because they can fit into my boots and I won't get my pants wet (well, at least not the parts my boots cover). I wear a sweatshirt because my rain coat is not thick enough to be ( Read more... )

The heading says it all. Summer is here at last! My last day of classes was May 7th, and then my last exam was May 19th. I also had a creative writing final project due the 21st, but I worked on that periodically as I was packing, and then finished it up in the car on the way back home (Brad was driving). I plan on putting the poems and 2 stories ( Read more... )

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Cornell has this pretty fun tradition known as Dragon Day, which always happens the Friday before Spring Break. Apparently it started in like 1901 or something (a tradition over 100 years old! holy crap!). What happens is the architects build a big dragon and parade down the main ( Read more... )

Yesterday when I walked into my Thermodynamics class, bright and early at 8:40 am, it was a little strange. I got there maybe only a couple of minutes before class was supposed to begin, but my professor wasn't there yet. Instead, there were a man standing by the podium in a suit and two women sitting at a table. Maybe it's a guest lecture, I  ( Read more... )

This new dry spell, or whatever, in which I can no longer find in me the inspiration to write a story, is getting really annoying. I have tried to write. Tried. But every time I do I lose interest after not even the first paragraph has been written. Even if I try to hammer out some more, thinking that maybe, if I keep writing, I can get the juices ( Read more... )

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The last day of classes was Friday, May 1st (well . . . technically it was yesterday, but really, Saturdays don't count). At Cornell University, the last day of classes for the spring semester is known as Slope Day. This is because the main activities occur on Libe Slope, which is a giant hill separating ( Read more... )

The good: I won't have classes for a week, meaning that I'll get to sleep in!

The bad: All my friends has break last week except for one who will be in London all this week. And I'll miss my boyfriend, whom I hate right now because he'll be in Hawaii while I'm eating potato chips, watching too much TV, and gaining weight.

I think I'd argue that the ( Read more... )

You would not believe how much I stressed out about getting my boyfriend a Christmas present. I fail epicly at presents. Usually, when trying to buy a present for someone, I wind up getting them a gift card or even worse, plain old cash. But this is my boyfriend we're talking about. Sure, it's only been two and a half months, but we see each other ( Read more... )