THAT TIME THE PERSON I WAS GONG TO STORE MY STUFF WITH DISAPPEARED OFF THE FACE OF THE EARTH
Now what am I going to do….
Anyone in Syracuse have a basement I could put 3 boxes in?
Just three.
Merp.
THAT TIME THE PERSON I WAS GONG TO STORE MY STUFF WITH DISAPPEARED OFF THE FACE OF THE EARTH
Now what am I going to do….
Anyone in Syracuse have a basement I could put 3 boxes in?
Just three.
Merp.
Have a kegger with class….
This needs to be someone’s mayfest cover photo immediately.
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Today, I wrote a letter to a stranger, to a very nice barista man at Cafe Kubal I was at for 4 hours before I had Gregory pick me up because I am a princess. He was so cheery and nice whether it be a smile or a wishing the customers a good day, I just watched him and his small acts of love. Basically in that letter I told him that though the sun was gone and Syracuse was dreary and made us grumpy that he was warm and kind and cheerful and I had to thank him. Plus he loved talking to me about Texas, a conversation he started up because I was wearing a Texas shirt.
:)
Someone outside my door goes, “It’s really dreary out isn’t it?
Welp that’s it. Staying in bed all day.
Where do people go if they just want to chill, sip on some tea and read to hang out in Syracuse? Where it’s okay to approach each other and talk about the books you’re reading, favorite places on campus, and observations of humans, society, and politics?
That’s where I want to go.
I’m over parties, alcohol (most of the time), being alone,
and I’ve been over frats.
My friend drew me.
The portrait one of me my first year, and the landscape one is me now.
Oh how I’ve changed…
It’s 4 am. Send help.
Dear army of screaming rush straight haired look-alike bimbos,
Shut up.
Sincerely,
Sierra Cruz.
Dear Syracuse Global Warming,
I mean…I don’t hate it, but you need to show these first year students what it’s really like here. Back when I was a young child (last year), I used to walk to class in November through 6 feet of snow. What happened to the freezing temperatures? What happened to learning the hard way when you picked a rain jacket over a fleece comforter-blanket coat? Should I even bring up the fact that these kids won’t be able to brace themselves for frosty face when it comes in the heart of winter here? Keep up this nice weather, Syracuse Global Warming, but do so knowing that you are depriving new students of essential Orange experiences.
Fondly,
An Orangewoman
TRUE LIFE.
This is so bizarre for Syracuse
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Hey Cuse, your orange (leaves) is showing (Taken with instagram)
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My floor is a ghost town. We don’t talk to each other, or acknowledge the others existence except for dear Colleen and Lizzie who I thankfully knew from last year.
I mean I get that we’re all sophomores, we all have our own friends, but I’ve always been the kind of person who enjoys saying hi to the inhabitants of my surroundings, and maybe that’s just too much to expect out of everyone.
Dang. (Deh-ng.)
Air Orange X I hate you. You claim to be quicker and more reliable than ever but in reality you are never there! You are unpredictable, and I hate you.