The Value of Not Knowing Anything
Hello beautiful people. I’m back and writing to you on a couch in my new apartment…in London.
Hello beautiful people. I’m back and writing to you on a couch in my new apartment…in London.
I started this blog on the very first day of 2015—and 2015 has been quite a year.
Even as I sit down to write this last article, I am shocked at how quickly this semester passed.
Around this time last year, I realized that I was surrounded by several problematic, toxic people.
When we’re coming down to crunch time, the key is to take a break that’s not too long but not inexistent. Here are ways that I will be keeping sane:
A few weeks ago, I was on the phone with my Dad we were talking about an altercation I’d gotten into with someone via Facebook on the importance of saying #BlackLivesMatter vs.
This week, my dinners will consist of bowls filled with salads. Now that I’m back on campus and separated from my family cooking, it’s time to recalibrate; and why not do that with a challenge.
Personally, I believe Ithaca should work to better assist students and improve upon the theme and perspective system.
The perfect approach to breakfast recently has been peanut butter and banana on whole wheat toast, and the dining halls have made it easy for me to do that.
This may be one of the hardest blogs I’ve ever written.
For the first time, I was to become responsible for purchasing everything I needed and desired beyond tuition, room, and a meal plan.
I’ve never gone to therapy, but speaking to a nutritionist is like that for food. Cathy comes to campus every wednesday to talk to students with certain eating concerns. I took down the number because I’ve always wanted to see what a nutritionist could actually do for me.