The Suite Life

Judging by the title of this post, my puntastic little sister appears to have rubbed off on me. I ain’t complaining though; punnery is a fine skill indeed.

Today was a big day for Miti and I–she is flying across the globe to her fabulous new college, and I spent the day moving into my new suite. After a nice, long shower, some shopping, and surfing YouTube, I am finally winding down for the day. There is practically no one on campus, and it’s kind of nice. I like the peace, and I haven’t listened to a single song while here.

It’s the silence before the storm.

I’m nervous to be an RA, a resident assistant. I commuted to school my first year, and I have to learn all the living-on-campus lingo. I live in a hall full of upper-classmen. I often do not blend into the New England culture.

But, I suppose my differences in knowledge and culture make me better suited to the role. I have held many student leader roles in the past. This is the same thing, with a bit more of a challenge. And people are so awesome, and try to be friendly for the most part.

I guess I just have a ton of extra energy and not enough space to put it. I need to throw myself into this new venture, absorb everything I can in the training coming up, and enjoy the ride. I can only do my best, and continue to make my best even better.

-Marta

Day Off

Never have I appreciated having a day to simply getaway so much. While students attended classes and explored local outlets, I did some editing, some YouTube-ing, some laundry, and lots of tea drinking. It was a solid day off.

The highlight had to be visiting home this morning. Everyone was home, going along as if I’d never left. There was food in the fridge, and chores to be done. I kissed and hugged my parents and siblings, and was on my way back to school. I’d forgotten what it was like to live away from home, but it’s a solid reminder to love my family.

Off to Plymouth, Massachusetts tomorrow! Never been. Should be fun.

-Marta

Beaches and Art Fests

I decided to take the day ENTIRELY off. I’m not sure of when the last time I did that. But it turned out extremely fun, less stressful than most days, and now I’m home, huddled in a pile of blankets. Now for some pictures!

I can’t even say this beach’s name–Miskanumendorsenet? Nope, that’s not it.

Masking tape artwork. Fucking genius.

There was tons of live music, food trucks and tents along the roads all over downtown, and dancers. My favorite part? When Pedro Martinez took the stage, and blasted our souls with good, Cuban music. I could’ve danced all night.

-Marta