When I stumbled upon this book, I didn’t realize that the characters in it would be in the same situation but for very different reasons. But it got me out of my life for a little while and into another pair of shoes. Into another city, another life. This story is heartwarming and sad and a slight rollercoaster too, one that I think was worth the (in my opinion) short read. So without further ado, here it is.
First year was all about getting the hang of college and then second year, well, that was for realizing that you never can get the hang of college. So then what about year three?
Photo by Saad Chaudhry on Unsplash I was awake to see 11:11 PM last night and all I could wish was to be asleep. Because I was very ready for bed. I was just waiting for my mind to agree with me. But once it did, I got at least eight hours of sleep last night, and let…Read more Redefining Expectations
It’s my last blog post of January and somehow, the passage of time is just astounding to me. Somehow the beginning of sophomore year feels like yesterday and last year at the same time (see what I did there?). Yet, here we are; midterms began last week for us and from now on, they don’t…Read more On College
I don’t know if I’ve ever mentioned this before, but there is one thing I don’t think a lot of people understand just how much I appreciate— I love people watching. I know there are a lot of people out there who spend their time doing it too, sitting around while pretending to be productive…Read more Simply Unapologetic
Here's a little honesty for you: I miss writing. Not because I don't do it anymore, clearly, but because I haven't been doing it for me. It's been a while since I've put up a new poem of mine because, well, I haven't been writing anything. Sometimes we put little pieces of ourselves on hold…Read more Intro to September: Here’s something you need to know