When I got the rejection email, I drew in my breath in shock and waited for the exhale, for the sinking, crushing disappointment. But instead, I felt...liberated. If I had gotten the scholarship, I would have been locked into my grad school plan, which isn't a bad thing. However, without the scholarship, my options opened up.
I was always just the stand-out macha, object of catcalls, and interesting because of my foreign-ness. I knew a lot of people, but I was lonely.
My university career has been divided quite sharply into distinct eras: The Year of Freshman Shenanigans, The Year of RA Shenanigans, The Year of Study Abroad Chaos, and now The Year of I Think I'm an Adult (tentatively titled since I'm only halfway through). As the names suggest, my Costa Rica year kind of threw… Continue reading Not to Mistake Nostalgia for Homesickness
Finals week is over, and you can almost hear the college kids' collective sigh of relief rolling across the country. Never mind that we probably spent more time putting off studying than getting down to it--I myself read through four novels for fun in the midst the most stressful week of the semester, despite the… Continue reading Once Upon a Time I Could Hop on a Bus
*I'm not on my own computer as I post this, so enjoy this pretty Costa Rica sunset photo I happened to have in my Dropbox and pretend it's relevant. As much as I love literature, I never considered becoming an English major until now, in the first semester of my senior year. It's a bit… Continue reading Someone Did Me a Great Disservice by Telling Me an English Major Would Be Useless
My mom no longer prods me to post--probably because I'm in the same country with her. As it happens, though, some of my Tico friends have expressed concern as to if I'm still alive since I don't facebook/skype/post much anymore. It's funny, because one thing that kept me going in Costa Rica, especially in the… Continue reading I’m a Senior in College, and I’m Surviving
A few posts back, I determined I found the "pura vida" and decided it's time to either stop the blog or turn it down a new path. I've chosen door number two for now, so that's the reason for the new blog title. As for the meaning of the title itself, as you may have… Continue reading Starting a New Chapter; The Road Not Taken