Low Expectations

9/29/09 9:07 AM

I arrived at college with a plan. I was determined to get at least eight hours of sleep every night. I firmly promised myself that immediately after class, I would go back to my dorm and complete the homework assignments as well as some additional studying. I made a resolute decision to exercise every day, and to make a conscious effort to eat fruits and vegetables. However, not only did I compromise these binding pledges to myself, I truly think I did the exact opposite. I recently made it through my first all-nighter, after a few weeks of preparation by taking approximately half an hour off of my amount of sleep every night. I have the system of procrastination down to a perfect science, despite my honest efforts to stay ahead of schedule. I consider walking to class to be my daily... 3 comments

I'm not a stalker

9/22/09 10:45 AM

I know the people in the room above me rather intimately. Not because we’re friends on Facebook, which we’re not, or because we talk on a daily basis, because we don’t. I know them intimately because, as creepy as it sounds, I can hear what they are doing practically every minute of every day. I know what type of music they listen to because the beat often makes the water in my cup vibrate. I know how they get off of their bunks, which usually involves jumping off and landing rather loudly. I know what days they wear heels, due to the clicking that echoes throughout our room. I know when they use the bathroom, how long their showers are and when they have friends over. I know when their classes are, how late they stay up and what time their alarms are set for in the... 2 comments

There's no place like home

9/16/09 10:38 PM

The soft yellow walls of my old room are bare without my pictures and posters. My bookcase is missing the best novels in my collection. The small walk-in closet’s empty except for a few unwanted t-shirts. It’s my house, but it doesn’t feel like home anymore. The white, textured walls in my dorm room are covered with my pictures of family, friends and preferred destinations. I have my favorite books lined up on my new desk next to my pet fish. My clothes, both new and old, are neatly hung in the closet space. It should feel like home, but it just doesn’t yet. My life is in transition. Even though I brought so many of my possessions with me to college in the attempt to make it home, it’s still not the same. In the past few weeks, I’ve learned to live... 1 comment

I'm a big girl now

9/8/09 7:38 PM

When I first walked the hallowed halls of Mill Valley High School, I didn’t think I could ever feel any more awesome than I did in that moment. But after a week, my top locker wasn’t quite as convenient, the school lunches weren’t quite as delicious and I began to realize that being a freshman wasn’t quite as cool as I thought it would be. I wanted to move on. I wanted something better. I wanted to be a college kid. And after four years of suffering from senoritis, and 1460 days of torture, I came to Baker.  No more curfews, busy work, or rides to school in my mom’s van. I became a freshman again. Although I’m only three months older than I was when I attended high school, it’s now up to me. I don’t get grounded for bad grades, and... 1 comment