Hello? Is anyone out there?

Hi guys. It has been exactly 80 days since my last post. And I’m sorry.

I meant to post, I really did! Things just got really tough with drama (see this post) and school and such. And THEN I had finals, so I figured… after finals right? Right?? Well finals week has been done for about a week and a half now and I am only just now gaining the mental strength to start writing again. The only way I can explain it is that I guess my brain needed some downtime. This semester blew. (Despite the terrible semester, I did managed to check a few items off my bucket list and 161 things! Yay!)

Endless exams rained down on me and I never thought I would be able to ride out the storm. But I did! Now I only have one semester left of college. One. Semester. WHAT. I’m not okay with this. On the bright side, I’ll be able to get away from all of the drama–the drama that was so elusive my first three years as an undergrad but managed to sink its talons deep into my flesh this semester, making up for all of the missed three years in the process. Again, another story for another time.

With 2014 right around the corner, though, I’d like to think that I kept my New Year’s resolution pretty well. I wanted to write more, and I did. Seventy three posts before this one, actually. I’m impressed with myself. Here’s to 73 more next year!

Anyway, I hope that everyone had a wonderful and safe holiday! There will be many more posts to come!

2014

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A Week Without an Overheard

Devastating! What a travesty! I’m sure that you’ve noticed that there was NOT an Overheard on the Hill post yesterday. But you probably thought, “Oh, she’ll just post it tomorrow!” Unfortunately, there will not be an Overheard this week. :(

It has to do with a lot of factors. One being that this week garnered a measly five quotes. FIVE. My friends are usually good for at least 10 in a week. In their defense, it is prelim season so we’ve all been holed up tumblr_ml21srIBL11r317bvo1_400in libraries deprived of sunlight to study. Yeah… that’s not fun.

The other reason is that shit hit the fan that was my life. Starting Friday at midnight, for a solid 36+ hours, I was accused of lying, betrayed, became injured and just all-around had what was probably one of the worst few days of my life. Trust me, there will be more on this later. Most likely an angry rant to vent my frustrations on drama that I should have left behind in high school ages ago. But sometimes that’s what you’ve gotta do, ya know? I’ll sum it up in one word–girls.

Here’s hoping that next Monday will have a plethora of new quotes! As well as a better week in store for me.


Overheard on the Hill: Ke$ha and… just Ke$ha

My Overheard post is coming to you on Tuesday because… Ke$ha. Ke$ha came to Cornell and performed on Sunday, and let’s just say that the concert did me dirty. Yesterday was an all around struggle to get to campus. To walk. To breathe. To live. But was it worth it? Helllll yes. I had so much fun. Except now it’s two days later and I’m still finding glitter on me…

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“I was watching TV with my landlady’s 16 year old daughter…”

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“They were canoodling in Wegman’s.”

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“My brain hurts.”

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“I just got elbowed in the dome.”

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“I’m roofie-ing you with popcorn.”

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“I want to shove my nostrils through my eyes and puke them out of my lungs.”

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“He’s a freshman. He’s a loser.”

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“You smell pukey.”

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“You’re gonna instagram the shit outta this.”

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“Cows be cray.”

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“It looks like flowers and dirt.”

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“It’s like negative butt.”

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“I accepted all of your kisses.”

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“I have amazing nipples.”

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“If you were a superhero, I’d call you Catwoman. Hssssss.”

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“You don’t fight in a toga.”

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“After you, Mr. Tinted Windows.”

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“She would talk to a brick wall.”

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“Cheers to salsa.”

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“I can feel the alcohol sloshing around in my stomach.”

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“I might look like a hooker but I like it.”

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“Look, I’m making a Ke$ha angel.”

 


Everyday decisions are TOUGH.

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This. Just… this. I don’t think I could have put it better myself. I know I’ve been posting a lot of links lately, but I couldn’t NOT post this one. It perfectly describes my life–or college at least. I’ll just let you see for yourself.

27 Everyday Decisions That Twentysomethings Are Really Bad At Making.


Overheard on the Hill: Homecoming Edition

Homecoming this past weekend brought hoards of alumni back to the hill, as well as missed friends, teammates, and an atmosphere of school spirit (when does THAT ever happen at Cornell? JK it still didn’t this year. We’re terrible students). It also brought a torrential downpour during the homecoming game against Bucknell.  Despite the weather, we still won!  1-0! Let’s see if the Big Red can get a winning season for once… Wow, I’m being harsh. Oh well. Enjoy all the quotes from my crazy ex-teammates as well as the ones I see every day. You won’t be disappointed.

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This is one of the first results when I Google search “creepy soap.” Umm….

“Where’s my creepy soap?

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“What’s the point of being a nerd if you can’t tell the world about it?”

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About hockey, “It’s a communist sport. I can’t take it.”

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“He just got nailed in the balls by Jesus.”

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“Slow it down, cotton ball!”

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“Yeah, my nipples have been really hard lately.”

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“Keep taking shots until it’s less awkward.”

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“If you show up on time and you’re a rapper, you’re doing it wrong.”

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“You can’t do it until the beat drops.”

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“Luckily I found my way to you motherfuckers.”

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“It’s like Niagara Falls down my cleavage.”

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“There will be tears coming out of my face.”

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“Hop off my weenis.”

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“Is it infringing on your butt?”

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“I may have just let in a predator.”


A Lot Of People Are Very Upset That An Indian-American Woman Won The Miss America Pageant

Yesterday, I stumbled across this gem on the internet. I know I said I loved Buzzfeed, but that’s when it’s so funny that it makes me cry. This post, “A Lot Of People Are Very Upset That An Indian-American Woman Won The Miss America Pageant.” following the Miss America Pageant however, disgusted me. I don’t understand the outrage. Regardless of skin color, she is an American. I can’t even talk about it, I’m so upset. I’ll just let the post speak for me.


Overheard on the Hill: Beer Hugs and Pissing Rain

Wow, look at me go! Two posts in one day! Amazing. Again, I am avoiding doing work at all costs. But because I’ve already posted today, I don’t have muuuuch more to say… except, enjoy!

“Well you have an affinity for your butt so…”

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“She has an ego as big as Zimbabwe.”

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“Control your snot.”

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“It gets so thick to the point where you think you’re gonna blow a bubble.”

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“That’s not a bear hug, that’s a beer hug.”

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“This is literally the longest public pee I’ve ever taken in my life.”

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“It was pissing with rain.”

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“I looked like a sardine on the floor.”

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“Sometimes spearmint makes me gag.”

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“That hurts my soul.”

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“My ears are dehydrated.”

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“I thought I found a potato but it was just a mushroom.”

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“I’m not a fan of his face.”

Well, I mean, look at that bod. Damn.

Well, I mean, look at that bod. Damn.


What If NFL Teams Took Their Nicknames Literally

enhanced-buzz-9921-1379014425-12Let met start off by saying this–I LOVE BUZZFEED. Adore it. That website has been the source of endless procrastination from writing a research paper that’s worth 60% of my grade or my entertainment when I’m bored in class (sorry, Mom). Do I care to change my ways? Be more productive? Nope. Not at all. I’ve embraced it… accepted my fate.

Not only do I love Buzzfeed, but I love football. I’m a HUGE football Philadelphia Eagles fan, so at the start of football season last week, I was super excited. But what’s the best? Buzzfeed AND football. Together. Today I found this article, “What If NFL Teams Took Their Nicknames Literally: A Photoshop Investigation.” while not paying attention in my Business Law class, and, needless to say, I had to stifle my laughter so I didn’t get caught not paying attention to my professor. Okay, in my defense, the topics we were discussing today we covered over the course of about 2 months last semester in my Communication Law class. I knew what was going on.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy that as much as I did! And as much as I hate to say it… the one about the Eagles is kind of spot on. Oops.


Never Forget

“Remember the hours after September 11th when we came together as one to answer the attack against our homeland. We drew strength when our firefighters ran upstairs and risked their lives so that others might live; when rescuers rushed into smoke and fire at the Pentagon; when the men and women of Flight 93 sacrificed themselves to save our nation’s Capitol; when flags were hanging from front porches all across America, and strangers became friends. It was the worst day we have ever seen, but it brought out the best in all of us.” – Senator John Kerry

Twelve years ago today, I sat in my fourth grade classroom, learning math when my school principal came on the loudspeaker, “Attention all faculty and students–there has been an attack on the World Trade Center in New York City. An airplane has flown directly into the North Tower. Approximately 15 minutes later, another aircraft flew into the South Tower.” The announcement continued to discuss the events that had taken place on that fateful September 11th, 2001. Those might not have been the exact words, but hey, I was 9 years old, I don’t remember verbatim.

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What I do remember though, is being terrified. I remember exactly where I was sitting in my class room. I remember who I was sitting next to. I remember hundreds children being picked up from school, wondering if I would be next. I remember sitting in a group of friends at recess with some friends, trying to make heads or tails of this situation as a young fourth grader. I remember meeting my parents after school. I remember seeing horrifying images of planes crashing, debris falling to the ground and trapping bystanders, of people jumping from windows. I remember learning that there were more attacks than just on the World Trade Center, but in Washington D.C. and Pennsylvania as well–all of this hitting too close to home. Hell, I even remember what I had for dinner that night (chicken nuggets, FYI).

But what I also remember, most importantly, is how the country came together after this tragedy. How such and outpouring of patriotism and support could come together so quickly and how such a devastating even could unify us, bring us closer together than ever.

Twelve years later, here I am, a senior at Cornell University, and this day still sends shivers down my spine. I can’t imagine what it was like to be involved in 9/11, whether as a survivor, someone who risked their life to help, or someone who just missed their train by 30 seconds that day and missed work. I have a friend who’s father was part of the rescue effort–he didn’t come home for weeks. It was also hard on families everywhere.

Before I go any further–words cannot even begin to describe how THANKFUL I am for those who constantly risk and give their lives so that we can remain free here in the USA. Home of the free because of the brave. Thank you to our armed forces for keeping this country safe.

I have actually just met my first 9/11 survivor–one of my landlords. He used to work in one of the towers and this topic somehow managed to come up in conversation a few weeks ago. He worked in one of the higher floors on the North Tower, and I was in awe as he recounted his tale of survival. Listening him to describe the confusion, then the fear, panic, the heat, escaping… I could not wrap my mind around it. I honestly don’t know if I could have responded with as much calm as he had. I’m amazed.

I chose the above quote from Senator John Kerry to emphasize what I had mentioned already–just how quickly the country became united as one. Before, we thought we were invincible, that no one could harm us on our soil. September 11th was a wake up call, loud and clear. Flags immediately hung from every house, everyone became friends because we had a common enemy. I think Kerry puts it best, “It was the worst day we have ever seen, but it brought out the best in all of us.”

Since that day, my love for this country has continued to grow. Call it conceited, call it arrogant or ignorant, call it whatever you want–but I love this country and I wouldn’t want to live anywhere else.

God Bless the USA. Never forget.

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Overheard on the Hill: Thick Meat and Buttery Nipples

Finally! A post that’s on time! Woah. Stepping up my game. Especially now that classes are in full swing–instead of paying attention in class I’ll be writing more blog posts! Yay! (Kind of like I’m doing right now)

“Ugh, I hate when my meat is thick.”

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“There was point in time when I didn’t believe in Dover, Delaware.”

Are you sure? Because it's right there.

Are you sure? Because it’s right there.

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“Sometimes I think I’m allergic to beer.”

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“I got a Jewish high holiday inside me so I’m good.”

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“Remember that time he thought it was an earthquake but it was just me?”

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“I’m offended that you’re offended.”

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“You just ball-tapped me!”

“It was a free vasectomy, take it.”

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“His balls are recovering.”

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“My nipples are so buttery.”

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“I don’t wanna know about your bowel movements.”

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“It must e hard to buy watches if you’re obese.”

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“The key to a successful life is vitamins and positivity.”

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“I don’t get Jews.”

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“I can’t tell if my stomach gurgled or my phone went off.”

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“We went to the white trash party alone.”

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“There’s too many ratchets here.”