Public transport in Puerto Rico: taxis. And a small subway that goes around the capital and not much else; 100 miles away and extremely useless to the other 2.5 million people on the island.
Public transport in Portland: TRIMET, Amtrack, Light Rail, Greyhound… And there’s probably more, but I haven’t bothered looking them up yet. Are [...]
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The glimmer and glamor of college is slowly fading, mostly because Economics and Calculus are breaking my brain. My brain is at that point where it’s begging for a break, especially since I have two tests in these subjects, one right after the other practically. The problem sets due tomorrow is still unfinished and mostly [...]
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(Happy birthday, Ananya!)
I’m surprised at how much time I spend at a dorm that is not mine. This can’t be normal, but I have officially received the ’squatter’ nickname and, apparently, I’m an adopted dormie of the Fantasy dorm house. According to them, anyway; Chittick movie night still came first (and no, it was not [...]
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Writing this essay has been the most painful thing I’ve ever done. I’m supposed to write 5 pages on why the Iliad ends with the burial of Hektor by Saturday. Five brilliant pages dripping in awesome. Hah! Fun stuff. This essay does not want to be written. I have about four paragraphs in single spaced, [...]
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(On a brief note that has nothing to do with today’s post, my blog insists on changing to the next date at 8 PM. It is very weird and quite infuriating. If I write a blog post at 11:59 PM, I expect to be recognized for it!)
Everyone has days like this. (I assume.) Everyone has [...]
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So much for “No Boys” this semester. That plan has been abandoned and destroyed, and then reconstructed. Because apparently all of my boys are gay. I think perhaps the really sad part is that alcohol was not involved; just a lot of endorphins and really bad judgement. Hopefully, the awkwardness on his part won’t last, because I’m [...]
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I am a master at procrastination. So much that it scares me sometimes. I seriously need to start managing my time better, and get cracking at the books. Not only that, but get back into the mindset for Calculus, the absolute worst class in the world. I was trying to solve some simple things today, [...]
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Of all the luck! I just have to be the person who gets infected by my HA’s sodding cold. I mean, yesterday was more or less bearable as I sneezed my way through the most boring Calculus class ever, but now I’m up at 4 in the morning, aching everywhere and feeling slightly guilty about [...]
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