Today at 6:36pm my last class at Manhattanville College ended. It has not sunk in yet but in two weeks I will be a college graduate. The thought is unreal because it seems like yesterday I was waving goodbye to my mom as she drove off leaving me to start my college career.

Right now I don’t know what to feel. I know I am happy because I am so close to being done; I just have to pass everything. I feel as though I am obligated to feel sad about leaving this place, but I can’t. I really don’t care about leaving. I don’t really have an attachment to this place. I have had great experiences, met some amazing people, and learned a lot about myself, but I still don’t feel cheerless (I really like that word and really wanted to use it once).

Perhaps the sadness is just being pushed to the side for the moment. I am so happy to be with my family again, and to actually spend more than a year with my boyfriend; being that he does not attend this school we have spent more time apart then together. I am excited to start an internship with Blue Cross and move forward with my career. Fear is in me right now, the whole paying bills is what puts it there.

Sadness is nowhere to be found. Maybe it will come pay me a visit on the day I pull out of here and know that I am not coming back in the fall, maybe in a year, or maybe never.

I have no doubt that other countries need assistance from our country, but what about the people that need help that are actually in our country. There was a time in the history of our country that we firmly believed in isolation; we sympathized but wanted to remain isolated. Now, it seems we can’t help but get involved in foreign affairs.

There are people who want to put a stop to violence in other countries, what about violence here? I don’t know how many stories I have read in the past few months about a man killing his wife, young children, and then himself, but I know it is too many.

Does it drive anyone else that Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt adopt babies from every other county, but completely ignore the thousands of teenagers in the U.S. who feel unloved and have no place to call a home? It kills me that people always want to adopt a baby instead of a seven year old child or fifteen year old teenager. What makes them so undesirable? I am not saying there are not people out there who do not because I know there very well is, and I think that is absolutely wonderful. It just seems more uncommon.

I am aware of what I am saying. I know it sounds like I don’t care about suffering countries that need help. I do care and it saddens me that they are in those situations, but I feel as though our country’s suffering gets ignored. We are just broken as the rest of the world.

Oink Oink

I was talking with my mother on the phone the other night. I sounded terrible because of my allergies; I have suffered from allergies since I was sixteen years old. Every spring around this time I suffer from stuffy nose, itchy throat, and itchy eyes. My mother is completely aware of this as is the rest of my family. However because of a certain panic, I just cant’ remember the name; my mother is freaking out and begging me to go to the health center. I have no intention.



It’s the latest thing. It’s the new West Nile, Bird Flu, and Anthrax. It has completely sent everyone into a panic. As soon as word got out about this pig flu everyone has come magically come down with one of the symptoms. Calm down fools. My goodness, we go through this every year and every year it turns out fine. It is terrible that people have died, but that is how it all starts. It is unfortunate yet that is what happened with the e-coli in the spinach, and the salmonella in the peanut butter.

Once again I am sorry that people are dying, but I have seen this before just with a different name. We are sending ourselves into a panic and it is unnecessary. It almost seems like people thrive on this type of stuff. It is a way for our society to relate and connect with one another.

By the way here are the symptoms incase you feel you have contacted Wilber
• Fever (above 100.4 for babies 3 months and younger, and 101.1 for everyone else), plus
• cough
• Sore throat
• Intense body aches
• Headache
• chills
• Fatigue

Simple kind of life

I believe that I am a simple person. I don’t enjoy the glamorous things in life; I never spend more than thirty dollars on jeans because I will wear them for about a year and then get a new pair. You won’t see me carrying a three hundred dollar purse because I know my lotion bottle will explode in it. I have a prepaid cell phone and don’t plan on upgrading because Lord only knows that within six months there will be a new hot cell phone that we all have to have. Those things are nice but I don't believe they make life worth living.

I get excited about being able to see stars from this campus because it is so rare that you can see them. I get excited about buying new shampoo or a new chap stick. I hate email and texting, but get excited when there is mail in my mailbox. I still like to play hide and seek with my friends. Yes it sounds corny, but I love looking at the sky everyday. I never look at how many calories are in what I eat because I am not living for my weight. I would rather stay in at night and watch a FRIENDS marathon with my boyfriend instead of getting drunk in a bar with random people.



I think it is because I prefer the simple kind of life that I didn’t always enjoy my time here and why I can’t stay here. I enjoyed the experience but I don’t fit in around here. I am simple girl who will be happier in a simple place.

Come on its quad jam

As an RA I was on duty for quad jam. I sat in the Founders Staff Office and simply looked out in the hall to make sure no alcohol was visible and that there were no open containers. For the most part it went smoothly as I watched what looked like hundreds of Bambis learning how to walk, but I did receive some comments from my fellow peers.

My top two favorites:
1)“Come on its quad jam” I am aware of what day it is, the emails and flyers helped me with that, but it is not an excuse for you to disregard policies. No one ever declared quad jam “drinking and all policies are out the window day” except the students.

2)“Wow it must be so fun to be an RA” Believe it or not we like our jobs. It is not easy and it is not always fun but I blame residents for that part. None of you make it easy or fun when you act rude towards us. Do you know how hard it is to walk up to someone you sit next to in class and ask them to pour their alcohol out because they couldn’t follow the simple rule of having it in a closed container? My guess is a majority of you couldn’t do it.

You all make it extremely hard, but we put up with it because it’s our job. No matter how rude you are to us or call us a”bitch or asshole” when you think we can’t hear you, we are going to help you when you need it. Believe it or not none of us took this job because of power; we took it to have a positive influence on our community and to help our fellow peers.

On a serious note

On Quad Jam my fellow RA, Caitlin Corvini, and I were to host a program titled “GET IN LINE”. It was a program with Planned Parenthood designed to promote safe sex. I was really excited because I think it is important, even at our age, to be educated about sex. There are still many things that we don’t know or we think we know.

Caitlin and I made the best flyer and hung them around Founders since that is a building that most of the campus passes through. On Monday April 20, 2009 I was called into the Founders Staff office and was told that OSA and Quad Jam never approved the program and would not allow the program to take place; they did not think that Quad Jam was a proper venue to promote safe sex. What is the proper venue? If I had a keg by my side would it become a proper venue?

I just can not understand how it is inappropriate to promote safe sex on Quad Jam. It is no secret that it is a big drinking event, and when people have a few drinks they become “erotically charged”, and I am sure they would appreciate not to become a parent.

I asked a member of the Quad Jam committee why they didn’t see it as proper. I have yet to hear a response which only makes me angrier. By not allowing the promotion of safe sex we are being socially irresponsible. We are supposed to look after our community, and ensure safety. Perhaps I am being a bit dramatic. I do not think I am. I just believe that it only makes are little slogan, “What happens here matters”, full of shit.

Writings on the Wall

Do you write on your bathroom walls? I am referring to the ones that are in your home. I am going to guess that you don’t. So why do people write on the walls in public bathrooms?

Let us start with why do you have a pen on you while you are there? Do you take it for protection? Some people have a fear of public restrooms, and it may comfort them to have a pencil, pen, or a permanent marker that smells like green apple. I would be terrified to be confronted by that marker. If it is not one you for protection than why is it on you?

What people write confuses me too, “for a good time call XXX-XXXX”. Um, if your idea of a good time starts in a bathroom, I think I will take a rain check although I am sure you are a lovely person. Then there is the whole “Ashley Bartley is a major backstabber. DO NOT TRUST HER!” Thank you for the advice. I will stay clear of Ashley; I didn’t think you could trust her to begin with. I think my all time favorite is, “Leslie + Adam = Tru Luv”. Wow. I don’t know about the rest of you, but I am pretty sure that if my boyfriend found out I declared my love for him in the bathroom he would be grossed out.

I will admit that it is a great form of entertainment for the person who is using the facility; however it also makes me think of what idiots these people are. I have yet to travel into the mens room and read their writings on the wall.