This is what I pined for...

Well, the temperature has finally meandered up into the 60's, and it seems that much of my whining about the perpetual doom and gloom of Rochester was due more to the fact that it was cold than the idea that Rochester has nothing to offer. In the past week, I have had the pleasure of watching the sunset from a bridge over the Genesee River, losing my phone to the depths of the Genesee River, playing baseball and losing to an eight-year-old, and learning how to fit seven grapefruits into my bag, not to mention discovering three incredible coffee shops (oh haven of havens!) within a quick bike ride of my dorm.

Unfortunately, a number of factors are contributing to the fact that I am writing so much that I haven't the energy to write for myself anymore. These include my forays into propaganda writing for the Rochester Admissions Office, the fact that I decided it would be a good idea to write an enormous research paper for my Feminism class rather than just biting the bullet and taking the final, and the predilection of my African Studies teacher to assign 10-page papers every other week. Conclusion: until the end of the month, blogging is put on hold.

Mmmmmm, college.