Thursday, November 19, 2009
It's only November by my watch, yet it's Christmas everywhere I go. I was walking around campus today and some frat or something had a guy dressed up as Santa Claus to, I don't know, get girls to sit on his lap?
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
As it turns out, baby's first alcohol offense is only amusing until your school takes it upon themselves to tell your parents.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Do you feel like you could toss your breakfast burrito right about now? Did you push snooze too many times and end up losing your alarm clock (phone) in the covers of your bed? It's only Tuesday and my week is wrecked and I feel about 80 years old.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Your parents keep calling. They want you home, they want you to dog-sit. They want to see your glowing face, they want to take you to brunch. They want the 'you' they sent away, and it's your job to keep up the charade. Your parents don't need to smell your smoke-soaked jeans, they don't need to see those bruises, and god knows they don't need to know what those antibiotics are for.
Friday, November 13, 2009
Living in a bubble the way we do can be great, sure. Having no real knowledge of world news and forgetting that life even exists on the other side of El Colegio. But once in a while someone will remind me that I can't live in this fairy tale forever, that I may even have to move somewhere cold, land-locked, or god forbid, full of unattractive people.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Monday, November 9, 2009
Friday, November 6, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
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Friday, October 23, 2009
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009