When I was growing up, my mom going to conferences for work was a love-hate situation. I hated it because the last time my dad tried to cook he didn’t realize you had to grease the pan for pancakes. Don’t get me wrong, the man can grill, but growing up vegetarian it was difficult when…
“Excuse me, miss, you have a hare on you,” the magician said to my friend, Bailey. Assuming he was just hitting on her, I kept walking. “Oh my goodness, a bunny!” she said. He had pulled out a sponge bunny from behind her back. I don’t trust magic. Matter cannot be created or destroyed, so…
Halloween. Ah, a lovely time of year. In lower school, we would get dressed up and parade around the gym while the middle school students said things like “they’re so cute,” and “how adorable,” even though they were maybe two years older than us. In middle school we started dressing up together, and Halloween became…
“Hi Mr. Belding,” I said. What else was I supposed to say? I was standing with Mr. Belding. I was with two friends, Amanda and Bailey, at a conference for the Student Activities Board, and for some reason Mr. Belding from “Saved by the Bell” came. “Are you from Ithaca College?” He asked, after seeing…
It’s hard to put your studies first when you don’t want to. Correction, I want to, kind of sort of. Let me explain. I want to do my homework so that I am prepared for class. But when I go to check my email and see some of my greatest friends on Google-Chat, I would…
It’s nice to go home for Fall Break. Even if all I do is sleep and eat, I’m sleeping in a familiar bed and eating food I’m not paying for. Plus, it’s nice to see the changes around my house. Such as how I think my family is trying to forget me. I didn’t bring…
With midterm week over and done with, I am finally home for Fall Break, ready to eat, sleep and waste away my weekend before heading back. The best part of coming home, though, is seeing my cats. The one is fat and stinky and I don’t talk to her. Her name is Ms. Baby. The…
“This week will be hard for you,” my teacher told us last Monday. Awesome. It was my first class on Monday and the week was already rough, but him saying so didn’t make it better. The dining hall was out of chocolate soymilk, so I was stuck with cranberry juice. Then my teacher took the…
When people find out that I have compost under my bed, surprised and confused are usually their reactions. “So you take dirt from outside and put it in a bucket?” one person asked. “No, it’s dirt that has been created by these red-worms I have. And every other week or so I put something like…
One day a week I have an 8:00 a.m. class. Wednesday mornings I wake up, eat a bagel and go sit in a class with 150 other people where we watch movies and discuss if we can learn history through them. For two and a half hours. It is only once a week, so I…
