Thursday, September 24, 2009

swing low, sweet chariot

Maybe it's my obsession with all things Civil War. Maybe it's the fact that I just finished a paper on Sojourner Truth. Maybe it's Zooey Deschanel's voice. But, whatever it is; this is beautiful.

Last weekend was magnificent. State College is a beautiful town and I had so much fun with Todd and Geoff; but I think my favorite part was the drive up there. Living in Philadelphia, I forget how much I love mountains and country roads. So freeing. Would it be cliche to say that I love fast cars and freedom? Is that socially acceptable? Eh, whatever, it's true.
It took a couple days for me to get back into the swing of things once I returned to Temple, but I'm good now.

It's nice to feel my Temple friends becoming more and more a part of my life with every day. While there are still some moments where I want to see Jayda and just talk to her, it's a good feeling to not have to rely on her as much anymore. She's still my best friend, no doubt about that, but it's nice that I can actually feel myself fully branching out and making my friendships at school more meaningful. It means a lot to me.

I feel like I'm in a really good spot right now and I truly hope that that is not a fleeting feeling.
I love my life. And my friends. And my family (who I get to see again in 3 weeks!).

Tomorrow is Friday, and this weekend should be a good one.
So much free/fun stuff to do. I'm determined to make the most of it.

I love my roommate. I love when he runs into my room just to give me a hug. I love that after a long nap, the first thing he asks for is food. I love that we can have a mini celebration at 3 am just because we finally made the decision to turn the air conditioner on. I love that our fridge isn't stocked with much, but it's never lacking multiple Arizona Iced Teas.

Monday, September 7, 2009


dear skyline of philadelphia,
i love you. you make the walk home from a party by myself worth it. the minute i pass temple towers, you're there, waiting for me, with your glowing lights. you make me feel safe (if only for a split second). you remind me of how big this city is. i am one of 2 million. and that should scare me, but seeing you shining in the distance makes me feel like i belong here; i am a philadelphian. you put my mind at ease.

dear north philadelphia,
i don't care how pungent the smell of poop is in the air, you are glorious and wonderful; you are not as scary as they say. you fill my weekends with fun stories of escapades in the ghetto and experiences that i never thought i could say i had. you are interesting and filled with culture and you are starting to feel like home again.

dear cranberry raspberry juice,
suga how you get so fly? i think i might like you as more than a friend. you are delicious. i woke up craving you this morning, and you did not disappoint. i'm almost done with the current bottle of you, but i fully intend to stock up again. will you be my boyfriend? plz write back.

dear courtyard lights of university village,
whaddafxup? why are you so friggin' bright? i don't think anyone would complain if you took it down a few notches. pretty please? with a cherry on top? hot fudge? i'll even go for sprinkles. i just want to be able to fall asleep more easily. i'll do anything.

dear beds of university village,
you're big and beautiful. i love you.

dear 500 days of summer soundtrack,
you are the bomb. i feel like you were made for my own personal listening pleasure.

dear quentin tarantino,
keep up the good work! i give your movies many huzzahs! nicely done!

dear mappy,
you're the man. it is my dream that the cats will never catch you, and i will help you defend yourself until the end. true love never dies.