Hi, I'm a 23 year old Long Island raised lady who became a grown adult (aka: 6 years for undergrad and grad schooling) in Philly, home of squished pretzels and 'brotherly' love. I'm on the brink of finishing my degree in Physical Therapy and have traveled to the midwest for my final internship - a new, uncharted territory for me! I'm known to geek over anything anatomy or adaptive sports. You’ll find me stopping to pick flowers for my hair, living waist deep in my studies or spending the weekend cooking up a storm. My favorites are fruit, artsy things, wearing aprons and sprawling down on the ground instead of actual chairs.
This is my place of inspirations, thoughts, and daily occurences. Enjoy.
Day 3 - If you live away from home, share your moving day experience. If you commute, do you feel like you are missing out on a true college experience?
I got antsy when my parents tried to put certain things in places I didn’t want them (I was secretly doing interior decorating for this new 2 person room of mine in my head).My future roommate that I only talked to only online via email and facebook popped in look before moving in later (luckily both of us weren’t unhauling at the same time).I believe my mom and dad both got teary and my brother (then 15) cracked jokes.It was when I was alone and staring at the remaining boxes that the oh shit, this is real kicked in.I then proceeded to put up my ‘photo masterpiece’ on the wall for distraction.
Most likely not going to have a backyard for about 4 years (2 maybe living as RA in the residence halls and 2 mostly likely in an apartment in a Philly or NY city apartment), but this is a playful use of color and carnations. Or if my choice, Daisies.