1. Those things I lost? Well, they’re still lost. Perhaps I didn’t make myself clear in the last Four Month Journal: the USB drive, DVD cable, and my driver’s license that I lost earlier this month? Yeah, those items were never found. I had to wait in a not-that-long-but-still-miserable line at the BMV to takeContinue reading “Confessions”
I fear that if I don’t sit down with my thoughts at this very moment, I never will. These last four months were me frantically––yes, frantically––establishing myself as a committed, dedicated journalist at the E.W. Scripps School of Journalism at Ohio University. But with all of this responsibility, mentorship, and career-defining experience, I’ve ignored theContinue reading “Four Month Journal: Frenzied finals”
It’s definitely a different time of year down here in Athens, with biting winds and chilling temperatures. I can see why some students have lost all motivation to attend class –– who wouldn’t want to leave their cozy blankets and coffee makers? I’m all wrapped up in my bed covers now, a Spanish textbook lyingContinue reading “Three Month Journal: Time goes on”
What can I say? Time moves fast when you’re having a blast. It’s officially my second full month here on Ohio University’s campus, and my life couldn’t be more frantic, exhilarating, and rewarding – all at the same time.
As I’m writing this, it’s been exactly one month since I packed up my most precious belongings and began the next chapter of my life. I can still remember my palpable nervousness as the day dawned, as I snuggled comfortably one last time in my own bedsheets. Sitting here now, that morning feels almost likeContinue reading “One Month Journal: It’s a great day to be a Bobcat”
Last Thursday, I embarked on one of the most influential, spiritual, monumental missions of my life – beginning my college experience. Just to get to campus was an intense struggle; I never imagined I had as much stuff to package (not all for survival but a little portion for pleasure, I’ll admit) as I did.