22 May 2015: Tennessee

Nashville seemed much closer before I made the trek via bus. Or multiple busses with long connections in less than desirable places. It was eleven bus hours on either end of a sweet week exploring Nashville with my cousin, Katy. She picked me up from the coffeeshop I was seeking refuge in and we ventured…

7 May 2015: Everyone’s Graduating!

Except me! Only now do I return, out of distress and darkness¬†from the blackhole of finals, to update you on seemingly unimportant things (or really just to avoid having to build another presentation deck for branding systems, whew). It’s finals week of senior year and surely I should be feeling some sort of urge to…

27 Dec 2014: Holidays

¬† Winter break began with a 48 hour hibernation that entailed eight Gilmore Girls, one Mindy Project, two glasses of wine, next year’s tuition and a painful jog for the first time post-recovery. Exam week could have gone better, but I took an extended study break after winning tickets to see one of my favorite…

12 Sept 2014: Fourth Year

After an average summer of living at home with a younger brother that incessantly yells at a computer game in the wee hours of the morning, working shifts that began one day and ended the next, and drowning in my own triple degree sweat, fall semester had never sounded more appealing. I moved my bed…

8 Aug 2014: Seattle, San Fransisco

On a whim I bought a ticket to Seattle. I have a few friends who have been calling me home and there were still many stones to be overturned up in the great Pacific Northwest; so I went. I stayed with Ethan, a very dear friend from my Bothell, Washington days; though I am glad…

1 June 2014: 14 in 14

It is genius that the program required us to purchase a return ticket before our initial departure; not only would I have been less likely to come home in the end, but I would have been hard pressed to find the money for that flight. I didn’t intend to miss my flight from Dublin to…

29 May 2014: Ireland

My train, ferry and bus to Ireland wasn’t easy. I had just said goodbye to a place I’ve fallen mad for and left behind a few great friends; I felt absolutely rotten. My breakfast wouldn’t stay down and my tears weren’t holding back while I took in Tottenham Court Road for the last time (I…