by Sarah Luna
This is the theme of my graduate school experience. The 2011-2012 year is going to test me like nothing has ever tested me.
I’m taking on French for the foreseeable future. If you’re a francophone, I’m looking for a consistent conversation buddy.
Eighteen days ago, I survived the second worst statistics final ever (the worst was first semester). I walked home and bought a ukulele in celebration. Random, yes, but I try to have constructive coping habits. I’ve named it Meli, and I’ve decided that it will travel with me wherever I go.
I had a surprise visit from a friend this week. Like any college town in the summer, Ithaca is deserted, so it was good to have a friend around. Her visit also reaffirmed my desire for roommates and my enthusiasm for my upcoming living arrangement.
Life is messy.
Friendship is beautiful.
God is simple.