22nd
This breaks my heart.
Felt a strong urge to twitter for maybe the first time ever while I was at the Medill Publication Fair for the freshman this morning, watching the interactions between the NU Intel booth and the Daily & Weekly’s tables.
My half-baked dreams of a wrestling match between campus publications was probably as close as it will ever come to being realized this morning, and even so, it was mostly pleasantry and small talk— does not bode well for last year’s visions of T. Girat vs. B. Rosenthal, etc etc.
Other than that, I felt like I should have been a lot more excited about everything— seeing all the Medill professors and getting their feedback on The 195, chatting with the glowy fresh Medill frosh, mixing with the other campus medialites.
It’s weird being an upperclassman.
my tumblarity keeps going up, but without explanation. what’s up with that?
A stunning collection of reader-submitted photos on the New York Times. Featuring my dear friend Tracy and the195 contributors Sean Emerson Gordan-Marvin and Simon Han.
This montage hints at the awe-inspiring influence of billions of women working for the world, all around the world.
Two of my dear friends and housemates are currently abroad in Ghana and Uganda. Tiffany is working at a health clinic in Ho for five weeks, while Debbie’s spending the fall semester studying in Kampala.
They’re both blogging their trips on the195, an incredible Web site co-founded in part by my friends Shanika and Tracy.
This is a heartwarming comment that Tiffany’s mom left on her latest post, which poses the question of what it truly means to be an American volunteer in a foreign country.
I just love New York Times. If they do start charging for online content, as I read on Twitter today, I’d pay a pretty premium price to continue reading.
Fascinating photography in this slideshow, and a cool story behind it.