on snowy pittsburgh, and some wonderful friends..

I knew when I moved to PA that winters would be harsh…but every year I act absolutely perplexed when there’s more than an inch of snow on the ground. I mean, what the heck is this supposed to be…the arctic?! Perhaps the frustration is somewhat fueled by the fact that i live in a room that used to be an attic, and there is absolutely no heat up there. The only thing this weather is good for, besides laying in bed in five sweatshirts while feeling sorry for yourself, is snowboarding. That and pictures.

So obviously I couldn’t resist going out in the snow with the Instax today. Nothing a good old Polaroid can’t fix. Pittsburgh isn’t a particularly beautiful city in the winter, mostly because it’s so grey and dreary. Unless it snows, in which case it looks like something out of a Sundance film. That being said, enjoy some shots from today:

ImageThe alley by my house

ImagePop of color in the Southside.

ImageDowntown, shot from Duquesne’s campus. I apologize for the possible ghost apparition on the left side (I kid, I kid).

Now for the wonderful friends section. This lovely lady right here, also known as Thing 1, looks THIS good during finals week. Give the rest of us a chance, won’t ya? Forever inseparable, this picture was snapped by Thing 2. You can’t have one without the other!


Thing 1.

And lastly… I had to share this one, because it warmed my heart. My friend Harry from Ireland had never seen a Polaroid before… EVER! So I snapped a picture of him and even wrote the date on it, old school style. The picture below is of him holding it (please note the ridiculously excited smile on his face).

Screen Shot 2013-12-10 at 5.13.56 PMHarry the Irishman.

It’ the little things, people. The little things!


on why final exams aren’t the end of the world…

“The problem is not that there are problems. The problem is expecting otherwise and thinking that having problems is a problem.”
Theodore Rubin

‘Tis the season for stress. Everyone’s pulling all nighters, drowning in caffeine, and eating enough junk food to feed a small nation. This is the closest thing to the zombie apocalypse we will ever experience. No one sleeps, as if not sleeping will help them get better grades. It’s a phenomenon, really. This happens every single semester without fail, but still people act like it’s the end of the world.

I got a call from one of my friends last night. It went something like this: “I’m going to fail. Oh my god I don’t know what to do, I’m going to fail and end up working as a cashier somewhere for the rest of my life. OH MY GOD.” (cue dramatic music).

Keep-calm-and-carry-on-scanI know, I know it’s cliché. I just had to.

Well, what do you do? Final exams aren’t like leap years. They don’t happen every four years, they happen twice a year and they are almost 100% guaranteed, unless something really bad happens (and if they’ve cancelled final exams, there is a chance you may be dead. Because whatever was that bad surely killed everyone).


And this one just for fun, because we all wish we sounded like Harry Potter once in a while.

But every semester we have to hear about how hard us college kids have it, and poor us because we have so many exams, and oh gosh we’re never going to make it.

Truth is…Failing one exam won’t kill you. Failing one class, in the grand scheme of things, is nothing. Do you remember all those instances in high school when you thought you had a really difficult problem, or were stuck in an awkward situation? Well, think back to all of those. How many of them even compare to the “problems” you have now? Chances are most seem pointless, and you probably wouldn’t even consider them problems now.

Failure will make you a better person. The way you bounce back from it defines you.


If the devil ever wrote a book….this is it.

I’m not saying I’m an apologist for being lazy. God knows I’ve done enough 16th century Spanish reading today to fill a whole library. It just seems that, for the most part, we make problems where there are none. Four years in college means you will go through final exams 8 times. By the time you’re a junior, you should be a seasoned veteran!

So, chin up. It’s really not the end of the world.

on this ungodly weather, polaroids, and coffee shops…

It’s really, really cold outside. A lovely -6 degrees Celsius. But of course that’s useless here, and when I tell someone it’s -6, they don’t believe me. Because it is, in fact, about 21 degrees outside. There are only a handful of countries that use Fahrenheit, Belize being one of them (for the sake of randomness, I’m assuming). But that’s a discussion for another day, preferably when I am too cold to get out of bed and decide to have a major bitch fest about the weather in Pennsylvania. Now that would be a post worth reading.

I woke up this morning and decided, like most college students on a Sunday, that I had done absolutely nothing worthy during weekend. Hadn’t picked up a single book (except for fun, because there are still people who read for fun), and with exams coming up, I probably should have. If only International Law doctrines were as delightfully written as Anna Karenina…

Determined to brave the snow and get some work done, I packed up my things and walked over to Delanie’s in the Southside. I recently acquired one of those nifty Fuji Instax cameras, so I decided to bring it along for its first ever winter walk. Apart from having frozen fingers, it was a successful endeavor. (Excuse my poor attempt at taking pictures of the pictures… Ain’t nobody got time for a scanner).

image(6)One of my lovely friends who agreed to brave the weather with me.

image(5)The abominable snow woman….AKA me. I even have the body language going for me. Always in character. Always.

Back to Delanie’s… Amazing coffee, enough said. Friendly baristas. Cozy atmosphere. Perfect to get work done. Except instead of doing that, I’m sitting here writing this post. Perhaps it wasn’t the brightest idea to start a blog the week before exams….?

Anyway, everyone stay cozy, double up your socks, and pour some Bailey’s in your hot chocolate.

: )