Hannah & Julie
roommates, technically adults, writers on the side.
A few weeks ago, Julie and I drove down to Framingham, MA to visit our friend Meg. In our day trip travels, we listened to Red by Taylor Swift four times. We sang the words loudly and mostly incorrectly. If her music is to be believed, T. Swift falls in love hard, with reckless romantic …
A few weeks ago, I was re-reading some old journal entries from college. (When we were still in our UNH cap and gown, Julie and I started asking each other, “hey, do you remember that girl from college?” But that was only because we wanted to be douchecanoes for a second. Still not sure if …
I was going to write about more graduation-y stuff today. But to be honest, if I spend any more time thinking about post-graduation plans, I might just melt into a puddle right here in the coziest lounge on campus. (The coziest lounge on campus is also notoriously warm, so the puddle thing is a threat …
Last week, Julie and I were sitting at lunch, talking about Marxism and the Defenestration of Prague, probably. Graduation came up, as it does a lot nowadays, and Julie made a point that stuck with me. “Life just isn’t a movie montage,” she said. “Starting college, studying abroad, having a boyfriend, getting a job… it’s …
Hi guys. It feels like forever since I’ve written something for the twelve of you, but I’m so so happy to be back in the swing of things. During our business meeting, we decided who’d be taking the first week back. Since it had been perceptually forever, I volunteered. (It’s usually either an all-out bloodbath …
We’re sitting on Hannah’s couch in Nashua. Julie’s cold, and she’s wearing a max-fuzziness sweatshirt that Hannah bought from Marshall’s a few weeks ago. Hannah’s typing this right now, and the whole 3rd-person thing feels pretty weird, but we just wanted to let you guys know that this is going to be one of those …
So, ehem… do you have any plans for after graduation? It feels like I’ve gotten this question a lot lately, from people who don’t necessarily know me all that well. These distant friends and relatives all have a hint of anxiety in their eyes as they ask. They know it’s a perfectly reasonable question, but …
You guys, the strangest thing has been happening lately. You know those moments; you’ll be walking to the library, or making lunch in your apartment, or sitting in class, and all of a sudden the rush of things you have to get done just washes over you and you can’t breathe for a second? Well …
A few weeks ago, Julie and I were downstairs at the bar, ignoring homework and attracting a lot of attention on the dance floor. (Yes, we live above a bar. Yes, it’s true what you’ve heard about our dance moves—they’re bizarre yet infectious.) Julie grabbed my arm and yelled in my ear as she often …
Last week I was sitting in the library and my phone buzzed. It was a text from Hann. Several texts, actually. This is what they said: Sept. 24, 11:13am: Found a new coffee cart. Sept. 24, 11:13am: Vanilla-hazelnut flavor Sept. 24, 11:14am: Styrofoam cups which isn’t my favorite aesthetic Sept. 24, 11:14am: But this shit …