February 2012
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france: ten
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world: france what are you do—
france: four twenties
world: france stop it
france: four twenties ten
world: france that doesn't even make any sense
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Random thing I enjoy #12098: reading Dove chocolate wrappers in passive aggressive tones, thereby changing their meaning entirely.
“Go draw yourself a bath”…..’cause girrrl, you need one.
“It’s okay to be flawed”…..’cause girrrl, you have a lot of them.
Haha I get a kick out of it, don’t judge :)
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Mother. Of. Pearl.
Yesterday I swing-danced for 10 hours. Got back, showered, and passed out hardcore in the early AM hours. A couple hours later I was woken up by the fire alarm for my residence hall. Sprung into RA mode and got everyone out of the building and into the freezing night air. After some time we went back inside and I passed out. Woke up this morning and Can. Not. Move. Haha...
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Whoopsie.
Ohhhh goodness.
When I got that henna on Wednesday and was told it would last two weeks, I believe I responded with: “That’s okay, I’m not going to be doing anything super important in the next two weeks.”
This morning, a White House representative told me I would be sitting behind the Vice President on the platform for the duration of his speech, and that it would be...
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Oh goodness. What. A. Day.
9:15am- attended a presentation by one of my personal heroes Jessica Jackley.
9:45am- noticed some people around me were not the general public, as they wore large badges, dressed in formal business clothing, and had large brochures.
10:15am- heard one of the event coordinators mention that there would be a student roundtable with Jessica Jackley for the select group of students that had been...
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Thank-you letter to be sent on Monday. Paris!!!
To the trustees of the Ada Belle Winthrop-King Memorial Fund,
Words cannot express my gratitude for the immense opportunity that the Winthrop-King scholarship has afforded me to study Intensive French in Paris! I have to admit, there were tears of happiness upon receiving the e-mail; what a dream come true! When I was eight years old and the daughter of two violinists in a family...
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January 2012
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Stay in school, kids.
“Would you like to swing on a star Carry moonbeams home in a jar And be better off than you are Or would you rather be a mule? A mule is an animal with long funny ears Kicks up at anything he hears His back is brawny and his brain is weak He’s just plain stupid with a stubborn streak And by the way, if you hate to go to school You may grow up to be a mule”
Hahaha, who knew swing...
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Canadian teenagers send Lego man into space. →
pica
man-purse:
n. the smallest measurable unit of human connection, typically exchanged between passing strangers—a flirtatious glance, a sympathetic nod, a shared laugh about some odd coincidence—moments that are fleeting and random but still contain powerful emotional nutrients that can alleviate the symptoms of feeling alone.
Not sure where this definition comes from, but I’ll take it.