2013-07-23
I am not your typical pizza. In fact, you may find my combination of ingredients to be strange, exotic, or just plain ol’ different. Let me explain: Seoul of South Korea. Nairobi of Kenya. Rhode Island, California, and Alaska of America. All these locational ingredients have each left unique and strong impacts on my life: Step 1: Pizza dough that...
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2013-07-22
During my sophomore year of high school I made the decision that I wanted to travel before going to college. I wasn’t sure where or how I was going to make this happen, but I knew that this was something I really wanted, and I was going to do anything in my power to make it so. When junior...
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2013-07-22
School isn’t the real world. It’s artificial. Half the information you learn you will never use or will forget. That’s what people say, and they may be right. I just want a chance to try to use the other half. In high school I learned about how histories of oppression, hatred, war, genocide and slavery have created the social inequities...
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2013-07-22
“Years from now, years and years, I’ll be back… me and my nine Brazilian brats. I’ll bring them back alright, cause they must see this. Oh, I love New York.” Do you ever get that feeling where you’re Audrey Hepburn and George Peppard in Breakfast at Tiffany’s? Unfortunately, most people don’t. Then again, I don’t...
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2013-07-22
“So how long are you gone for?” he asked. “8 months!” The look of surprise is normal now from people asking about my bridge year. When they inquire if I’ll be okay staying that long abroad, I answer with a resounding yes. I also laugh a little bit; because each time I confidently say “I’m ready,” I get...
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2013-07-20
I was raised to discover, primed by my mother, my city, and a large helping of wanderlust to seek and absorb. And as a result, I’ve found myself in some pretty ridiculous situations, from getting mistaken for a Nicaraguan refugee to ending up locked in the American Museum of Natural History at night and accidentally calling the police. My friends...
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2013-07-19
I’m siting in my favorite local coffee shop on a 91 degree day sipping my highly caffeinated and over-priced drink (That I love) and I’m feeling a rush of emotions. However, the one that is most prevalent to me is the anxiety that stems from tardiness. Late. I’m always running late. I’m late on this...
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