1. practice italian
2. practice portuguese
3. pick a subject to research
4. research said topic
5. find a jobbb
in that order
no better way to end my second decade than by listening to ratchet music and online shopping.
after I finish my papers of course :)
I cannot get over yesterday’s bombing at the Boston Marathon. I will never understand how anyone or any group could justify anything like that. But, after witnessing the love that one of the toughest cities in America, as well as family and friends around the country and world have expressed, my heart has been deeply moved. Immediately after the bombings, the first responders, EMS, volunteers, US servicemen, and even nearby spectators rushed towards the terror and chaos in order to help, going against what one would assume is basic human survival instinct. No one knew if, when, or where another bomb would detonate, but that didn’t stop them from running towards the uncertainty and helping out any way possible. Stores and Restaurants offered food and water to runners and people that were nearby/ couldn’t get out of the city. Families and individuals created multiple google docs to help find love ones and offers their homes, rides out of the city, and just their services. There were reports of runners who had just finished the marathon running to Mass General Hospital to donate blood, as well as reports of an excess of blood donations at the red cross. Solidarity and love is truly all around. The countless phone calls that I’ve received from family, friends, and even people I’ve lost touch with both within and out of the USA makes me feel extremely loved and makes me want to love even more. Terrorism meant to provoke hate and fear, but the reactions to it have the power to inspire love. As we continue find out more about the bombings at the marathon, I hope that everyone continues to love and remembers that love, though it cannot necessarily save us physically, is everywhere. Also, seeking out and expressing love not only makes us stronger as a community, but individually, gives us hope for a better, more peaceful future.
Today I was at the boston marathon close to the finish line. Today there were two bombs that went off after the finish line. I left 15-20 minutes before the first one went off.What is this world that we live in? The boston marathon actually is on par w the world cup and olympics when it comes to bringing people from different countries together. We cheered for americans, kenyans, mexicans, women, men, old, young etc.- everyone who was doing what they love and pushing themselves to their limits. Though were were special cheers for US service men/women in their military uniforms, for the most part, during the marathon we cheered for everyone and they really appreciated it. It breaks my heart and makes me so angry that someone would choose to harm innocent people for their own agenda. It also freaks me out that if my friends and I had stayed later ( as we intended originally), we could have been among those injured. So, something told us to head back to Tufts earlier and I’m glad it did. This just affirms my belief that God is always with me keeping me out of harms way. This also drives my desire to fix this fucked up world in which anyone thinks its justified to harm or kill innocent people for whatever ideology (be it political, cultural, or even religious). An act of terrorism is an act of terrorism no matter who’s name or ideas you believe you are doing it for. Life is sacred and I don’t want my future children to grow up in a world ( or frankly, I refuse to live in a world) where it is unsafe to enjoy a day of international fellowship without worrying that someone might be trying to harm others just to spread their own fucked up message.
this has happened to me two nights in a row. I don’t know why, but I appreciate it so much and the great people I have met the past two nights have inspired me and are helping to restore my faith in boys and humanity.
I called my mom to tell her I arrived in philly (at around 5:20 am) and asked if she could come get me… I wouldn’t mind waiting.
Her response: ” Well I stayed up late last night to cook for [insert random african family friend’s name here] so just wait until day break and take the trolley. You can do it, I raised you to be independent.” -________________-
on another note.. I HAVE TO IMPROVE MY RESTING BITCH FACE, so random creeper men don’t talk to me in train stations. Like do I seriously look like a nice girl?
hungout with people I usually don’t chill with: lots of laughs and selfies and flip cup and jokes and introductions and mcdonalds (although I’ll probs regret that tomorrow).
I’ve been in a funk lately and it was nice to go out, get a little buzzed, and enjoy the people I was with!
my side bitch (school work) is feeling a little neglected.