I promise I go to class sometimes, too.
A lot of my parents’ friends remark to them, “Wow! With all Elizabeth does, how can she have time to go to class?” And the more I think about it, the more I understand why they think that. Too often, I...
View ArticleIt’s Been Wayyyyyy Too Long
I absolutely cannot believe how long it’s been since I’ve posted an update here. If you think my life was busy in the past, you cannot imagine how busy I’ve been this semester. There have been so many...
View ArticleThe Rebirth of the Yale College Republicans
You might think the title of this blog post is kind of melodramatic. “Rebirth of the Yale College Republicans”? Please. But seriously, y’all. The Yale College Republicans has been born again this year,...
View ArticleAdventures of Your Friendly Neighborhood SAC Chairs
Another thing that has kept me busy this semester is serving as one of my residential college’s Student Activities Committee chairs. My friend Marissa and I co-chaired Calhoun’s SAC, planning all the...
View ArticleUnending Pi Phi Love
Here’s an update on Pi Phi events last semester! Living in the house, my life was consumed with Pi Phi love (and it was fabulous, y’all). With recruitment coming up this month, I have to say up front...
View ArticleHalloween 2012
As this new semester begins, I’m still trying to finish up on what went on last semester. Halloween last semester was really fun! I know everybody loves pictures, so here’re some pictures from...
View ArticleI’m a Second Semester Junior. I Tear Up When I Think of Next Year.
I think the reason I haven’t posted to my blog as much this year is because blog posts are a way of marking time. Each blog post means that time at Yale has passed, things have happened, and I need to...
View ArticleOn Baroness Thatcher
I always cheer up immensely if an attack is particularly wounding because I think, well, if they attack one personally, it means they have not a single political argument left. —-Margaret Thatcher...
View ArticleFinding Meaning in the Misery of Finals Period
It’s the worst time of year again: finals period. The misery of sitting in front of a laptop from 6 in the morning until midnight everyday, typing papers and reading lecture notes, is unspeakable....
View ArticleD.C. Summer
Yesterday marked two weeks that I’ve been in D.C. I’ll be here all summer, interning at The Heritage Foundation. Look forward to updates about every two weeks about what’s going on with Southern Belle...
View ArticleWriting This Summer
In this blog, I want to make two points about writing: (1) to apologize profusely about my lack of writing for this blog and (2) to tell you about the writing I’ve been doing related to my internship...
View ArticleSummer Recharging
I love Yale. I really really really do. I love listening to the bells in Harkness Tower play twice each day. I love the way Old Campus looks as the seasons change: vividly green at the start of the...
View ArticleEverybody Loves Yale
No really. Everyone loves Yale. Just read what the Princeton Review has to say: Listening to Yale students wax rhapsodic about their school, one can be forgiven for wondering whether they aren’t...
View ArticleFall at Yale
Y’all, today the weather finally turned cold cold cold (it snowed a bit this morning). The arrival of winter weather basically marks the end of my final fall at Yale. If you can ever visit Yale, visit...
View ArticleLesson from Finals Studying
Hi y’all. New Haven has entered the dreariest time of year — fall semester finals period. It is the worst of times, not only because of finals but also because of the frigidly cold weather. Add to that...
View ArticleFirst Semester of Lasts
Senior year really is both the best of times and the worst of times. It is the worst of times because of the stress of the job hunt and the fear of the future — of the unknown that awaits you after...
View ArticleFighting the Long Defeat
When I was growing up, from as early as I can remember, my daddy would read to me every night before I went to sleep. And I don’t mean just when I was little and was learning to read. No — my daddy...
View ArticleMade to Worship, Called to Love
Everyone expects me to have a plan. And it’s not just me — everyone expects every 22-year-old graduating from college to have a plan. To have some sort of dream of where you want to be in ten or twenty...
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