One of the great aspects of my neighborhood is that it is full of little hole-in-the-wall establishments. There are actually two bar/restaurants within one block of my house. But because they’re just little neighborhood hangout spots, I never have any trouble with noise or hooligans or anything like that. I went to one such neighborhood [...]
Posts Tagged ‘i don’t belong here’
The Swan Dive
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged food, i don't belong here on November 20, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I dreamed a dream
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged dance, i don't belong here, reflection on November 3, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
So, speaking of my obsession with musicals: When people talk about their fantasy careers, the fantasy job I have had since the age of 10 was to be on Broadway. When I was a silly, naive child, I thought that this might actually something I could pursue–hence the motivation behind going to a performing arts [...]
I won’t grow up
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged i don't belong here on February 20, 2009 | 1 Comment »
My earliest memory of what I wanted to be when I grew up was that I wanted to be a lady-person. A lady-person is someone who is an adult and who wears wide-brimmed hats and long dresses and pearls. From that, I moved on to career aspirations with slightly more responsibility. I decided I would [...]
As Where You Belong
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged i don't belong here, reflection, wellesley on November 2, 2008 | 1 Comment »
My brief time at Wellesley College was literally the happiest extended period of time in my life. It’s easy to attribute such joy to the rosy glow of hindsight, but this isn’t something I only recognize while looking back – I knew at the time that despite the stress of high academic standards – I [...]
Fingernails that shine like justice
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged i don't belong here on October 10, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Before today, I had lived out my twenty-five-and-a-half years as a middle-class American female without ever having had a manicure. I am not an especially girly girl. In my teen years, I was too awkward and shy to be brave enough to try getting the hang of all that stuff, and then I up and [...]