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“Politics and the English Language”: How Orwell Restored My Faith in My Potential

Posted on March 29, 2011

Reading George Orwell’s 1946 essay “Politics and the English Language” is like having a bucket of ice-cold water thrown in your face. Cleansed of old vitriolic habits, I feel I can now begin my academic career anew, just as a surprise showering of water rids the body of collected dirt and grime. I’ve always struggled with writing even though I love it so much. I know what kind of writer I want to be but I’ve no idea how to get there. Thoughts and ideas fly around my head like a swarm of gnats on a muggy afternoon. I never have any idea where to begin, where to end, and how to link the beginning and the end together. Often I’ll come up with…

Apaga La Tele, Vive Tu Vida

Posted on March 23, 2011

It’s amazing what happens when you follow the TVs’ advice, to turn off the TV and live your life. More and more tasks get crossed off the to-do list, there’s more time for people and sleep, and life seems to run just a little bit smoother. The inevitable malfunctions in the system don’t dissipate, but your former outlook on them does, making their relative power weaker and inconsequential. They soon become tiny speed bumps in your life as they’re unavoidable but temporary, and you cherish your ability of moving above and beyond whatever is thrown in your direction. Yes, these TV’s know what’s up. These particularly wise tellies are part of a profusion of graffiti, vandalism, and street scenes that is Valparaiso, Chile. Among…

Downtown Food One

Posted on March 14, 2011

Looks like this is the first travel/life blog that has inadvertently become a food blog. What?? I don’t leave the country until May! Until then, the subject most frequently on my mind is food. Rightly so. I went for brunch and a ‘sploring date with a friend from school; she turned 20 today! We ate at Virage, an East Village bistro that was one part eclectic, one part mediterranean, and one part cheap. Both egg dishes were $10, something unheard of anywhere in New York, especially because there was a substantial amount of foods on ma plates. We stumbled upon this restaurant after Plan A failed, and honestly I wasn’t expecting much. But the service, food, and prices overshadowed the generic exterior, and I’ll…

Who are you, Bean Soup?

Posted on March 11, 2011

Who are you, bean soup? But actually. Trader Joe’s sells a mix with what seems like every bean on earth, and my sister made a stew out of it. This picture is just of the colorful early stages, but it gets better. Saute vegetables like carrot, onion, and celery. It can be anything, really. Then add it to the beans, add more water, and a can o’ tomatoes. Season to taste. I haven’t had this much fiber since my roommate accidently spilled Metamucil into my water! Oy. LITERALLY every kind.

Personal Melons

Posted on March 1, 2011

These personal watermelons are not only comically sized, but they’re perfect accessories to a plethora of practical jokes, and thus, they have the ability to make life better. I don’t even like watermelon – it’s too….watery – but I’d consider taking some personal melons home with me to help carry out the following functions: 1. Play watermelon baseball. This would be impossible with a normal watermelon, but it’d be quite interesting with a personal melon. “Outs” happen when someone catches a piece in their mouth. 2. Carry it under my arm around campus like it’s no big deal. When people ask to see it, yell: “MY MELON” and run away. 3. This.