Alex's Blog

On any given day (in America), I would have to put my age at about 40-60 years old. From my love for craisins and other fiber-full foods to my dinner at 5pm and my bedtime at 10pm (at the latest), I'm about 3 years from retirement and 6 years from an assisted living community. Among my friends, I'm known for my mom/grandma-like qualities (depending on the day), and I don't complain because, frankly, I see nothing wrong with a little Jeopardy and Wheel of Fortune while I eat my TV dinner.

After a full, long day of traveling home from Mallorca, I am left alone with my thought. (That's right, I only have one).

So when I signed up for this trip, I must have forgot that it is a school that I am going to be in where I will be studying Spanish.

You would think with 5 years of Spanish under my belt, I would speak Spanish fairly well. However, when you move to a foreign country for 4 months, you better know more than "¿Donde está el baño?"

When I signed up for my study abroad trip in April, it seemed too far off to even think about. Now, with only three weeks left, I am overwhelmed with excitement.

Mom or dad ever tell you that you can be anything you want to be when you grow up? Well now you can believe anything is possible.

I've been holding my breath through the storm of midterms, and with a final sigh, the clouds pass.

College can get overwhelming sometimes, but with a good organizational system, you can attempt to be in two places at once.

As summer comes to a close, I have learned the best way to relax is to take work off for the last week before school starts.

My registration date for classes next fall has come and gone, and I've probably changed my classes around approximately 800 times. Do I want to get all of my liberal education requirements finished with, or would I rather dive head first into journalism? With so many classes, tracks, interests to choose from, I'll most likely be refining my schedule for fall semester right up until the first day of class! This feels a lot different from where I was last year right around this time.

In the beginning of the year, I never thought the moment would come when I could honestly say, "just one more midterm." This semester has flown by, and if it weren't for the snow, it might actually feel like spring!