I’m not gonna go into CTLS and my classwork because I’m doing a study abroad… strong emphasis on the “abroad” and strong irrelevance to the “study.” I mean, I’m only taking 10 credits. (more…)
So, I’m doing a semester study abroad in London with a program called CTLS [Center for Transnational Legal Studies]. It’s kind of my first time out of the country, so to document this entirely way-too-momentous occasion for a 28 year-old, I have decided to chronicle the escapades, concluding each entry with a list of tips I learned that week.
If you ever find yourself needing to read “the signs” to determine whether he is into you… I promise you, he is not. (more…)
I have always been really normal. Don’t get me wrong, normal is great… if you want to be an accountant.
We’ve been friends for awhile. I like to think that we’re that really special type of friends. Super compatible, with an interesting amount of chemistry, with a potential future. I always thought that’s what kept us from ever actually doing anything. We met literally on the first day of college and, despite having different circles of friends, kept coming back around to each other. I think a part of me thought he might be the one, so I didn’t want to screw it up with any of the mistakes we inevitably make when we’re young and dumb. So, we were just friends. Awesome friends. (more…)
Snow has always been an enigma to me since I was six years old, running outside without a coat on to get a closer look at the brilliantly white spots of glitter falling from the sky. My mother followed me and scooped me up into her arms, holding me close from the wintery chill. (more…)
It was a steamy Tuesday in July. Ironic, only because my parents should have left for San Francisco the night before, leaving me to fend for myself for an entire month, yet they had decided to push their trip back a week for reasons I don’t particularly care to divulge. (more…)