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(03/04/13 3:34am)
It’s been a couple months since I’ve seen my parents, but this past weekend they came to visit me. They had just gotten back from Chile, where they had gone to visit my mom’s family and to get away — for them, the daily monotony of today’s America can become too much.
(02/13/13 3:13am)
Anticipation. Merriam-Webster defines it as “the act of looking forward, especially to a pleasurable expectation.” It’s the waiting period before a song’s beat drops, or the upward climb on a huge roller coaster. It’s the countdown to the beginning, the climax and then the end — a natural human proclivity to prepare for the future.
(01/30/13 6:36am)
I walked into El Jaripeo for a casual Sunday dinner with my roommate this weekend, and I suddenly found myself at what appeared to be headquarters for sorority life. Everywhere I looked, I saw sorority girls in Barbour jackets chatting about girls’ bid day and their new babies while eating chips and chugging margaritas. Boy, could they drink. I thought about leaving, but I really, really wanted some chimichangas.
(01/16/13 6:13am)
As I was sitting on my Amtrak train back down to Charlottesville this weekend, I started thinking about how quickly the fall went by. I spent a great many nights staying up late finishing readings I had procrastinated on, going out to Mellow Mushroom for Pint Night — and having one too many — and then walking dejectedly from Alderman to Clemons at midnight during finals week. After all that, I was glad winter break had come.
(11/28/12 4:03am)
Every couple of months, U.Va. allows us to leave our monotonous lives as college students and go back home to the luxuries of our own rooms, the holiday cups at Starbucks, our moms’ — dad’s in my case — home cooking, and our high school friends without whom we thought we could never live. Who doesn’t love the holidays?
(11/14/12 7:26am)
Last week, our nation reelected Barack Obama to be the 44th president of the United States of America. Unlike the last presidential election, I did not miss the opportunity to vote. It didn’t hurt that Election Day just so happened to fall on my birthday. Growing up in D.C., I was always smack dab in the middle of the political scene — I went to school with politicians’ children and have always been heavily been invested in politics.
(10/31/12 3:55am)
For the past couple of weeks, I’ve fallen into a routine. I start my week early Monday morning, and I can’t wait for the clock to strike 5 o’clock on Thursday. I send out the texts to ask people what they are doing and I get a response of “we’re having a pregame for our friend’s birthday” or “going to bars, meet up l8tr?”
(10/17/12 4:40am)
A couple of weeks ago, a friend told me that several studies had found that nostalgia was the most debilitating emotion that someone can feel. Now, I don’t know how researchers tested for nostalgia — are there needles involved? — but I would probably agree with that statement. Last weekend’s Homecomings festivities really brought it home to me.
(10/03/12 5:03am)
Growing up as an only child wasn’t all that it was cracked up to be. Although people think being an only child means you get whatever you want, there is a dark side too — … dun dun dun — the feeling that you are always being left out.