What is Home

I surprised myself. Stepping into my dorm room for the first time in three weeks, the first words that slid from my mouth were: "I'm home." I had just concluded a fun, restful break with my family and left the supportive home that my parents made there. Now I was back in a dorm, by... Continue Reading →

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The Paradise

I'm a sucker for a good period drama. And The Paradise is the perfect fix when you've exhausted your appetite for Jane Austen adaptations. I had watched the first season a couple years ago and assumed I had finished all there was to be had of the narrative. But browsing through Netflix this past week... Continue Reading →

Picking Up the Journey Again

This past semester was a particularly strenuous one. The first couple weeks were stressful as I tackled being a new RA and learning what was involved. While I began to become more confident in my new position, tensions in other parts of my life started to mount. Then within the space of a couple weeks... Continue Reading →

Book Readings

Book readings are basically story times for adults. Not only do authors read their books aloud, they often expound upon their life experiences and writing practices. I first attended one for a homework assignment. After a long, full day of classes, I sat one evening in Harvard Bookstore, in Cambridge, expecting to be mildly interested,... Continue Reading →

The Breakfast Club

Up to this point,¬†The Breakfast Club was that film that everyone referenced, but no one explained. And the title doesn't much help the ignorant. However, this past week I finally had the opportunity to discover what this cultural favorite was all about. The professor for my Perspectives on Communications class made it required viewing for... Continue Reading →

The Girl Who Lives in my Room

Some days, she rises early and goes for a short run around the pond. She secures her cropped, dark brown hair with a thin, turquoise headband¬†before rushing out the door. Beneath her bed, a guitar case and Yoda slippers peep out. The art bin is also hers, and the abstract marble wave she carved last... Continue Reading →

Songs for Those Rough Patches

Sometimes relationships have rough patches. And frankly, I believe that stress caused by discord between friends or significant others is the most difficult to live with. The lead up to exams is hardly comparable to having to wake up and go to sleep knowing you're not right with someone. While chowing down ice cream and... Continue Reading →

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