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I like the feeling of being boxed in by library books, making eye contact with someone over the top of computer screens and wondering what music fills his ears ( Read more... )

My little brother graduates from 8th grade in a couple weeks, which is strange because he's entering into a time in his life that I actually remember well from my own. My elementary school years are a haze of P.E. class parachutes, ridiculous cone-hatted birthday parties, and hanging from vertical bars, my long, dirty hair reaching the sand beneath ( Read more... )

I'm jealous of the laughter emanating from Jen's room.

I wrote a few weeks ago about how I missed my tears. Now they have come back, full force, without my consent. I'm emotionally battered and broken. My moods turn like a switch. I find myself tearing up at the slightest impetus not related to my own life; movies, speakers at the March for Choice, even articles we read in class. And it's always ( Read more... )

Last night I had one of those moments that you read about in an embarrassing story spread of a Teen Magazine...on the scale of "OMG- I'm totally blushing" to "It's time to transfer schools", or however they rate the tales of teenage woe, I would definitely be enrolling at Marist about now. You would think that as a twenty-year-old woman, I would ( Read more... )

so I'm watching a boy do hand-stands on the quad through the distorted lens of library windows and I have this urge to tickle his armpits and catch him when he falls.

I should focus on my politics paper, stringing together more big words into complex sentences that construe a semi-understanding of the world's inequalities because I know it's what mr. professor wants to hear, but I just want to sit at this quiet table, headphones filling my ears with karma police, staring out at the swaying blossoms and vibrant ( Read more... )

It's comforting to know that despite the bullshit I confront as an employee of the Admissions Office, some people actually appreciate me and think I'm a competent, valuable asset. Especially when the mouthpiece of said praise offers me a promotion in that sexy British accent ( Read more... )

Somehow I'm managing to complete my To-Do lists lately, despite a hectic rehearsal/tour guiding schedule. I'm quite proud of myself ( Read more... )