“It is still quite strange to not be in school anymore and I do have to keep reminding myself that it is OK to take some time off. That I do not have to start my “career” right this second. That as long as I am lucky enough to provide food, water, and shelter for myself, I will be ok.”
“It was the last day of my last semester of my first year of college, and I was crying because I’d failed. I wasn’t going to continue in the interpreting degree.”
“At Wellesley, I was never homesick. Not even in the dead of winter, when Boston was buried in snow and Phoenix was at its most palatable, did I miss home.”
It’s the whole experience that makes it so beautiful: driving through the hills to get to the trail, trekking through the woods with your friends and slowly hearing the sound of the waters as you get closer.
I can’t wait to go back to Bryn Mawr, but I’m trying to make the most of these months away and, so far, I think I’m doing pretty well.
I now realize that Chinese is, for lack of a better metaphor, like a crazy ex-girlfriend. She seemed nice and inviting at first but then I realized she’s hard to deal with.
It might be June, but Kate’s still in school – in England! She’s spending her rainy summer days memorizing Shakespeare and sorting through ancient books.
Claire’s balancing being a good role model to her younger sisters while still trying to show her girlfriend a good time – all before going in to get her ACL repaired.
“It took about two weeks from the time that I tore my ACL during rugby practice to know for sure that it was torn, and about twenty minutes after that to change all of my summer plans.”
“We are safe.” It was our mantra from Monday to Saturday. Every Facebook update, every phone call with a frantic friend or family member, we repeated, “We are safe.”
Relief, gratitude and staying out after everyone else has gone inside.
Over the last few weeks, there have been two incidents of vandalism found scrawled on the walls of one of the safest spaces on the Vassar campus”
There was no need to feel insecure about what I wore simply because it was a festivity of expression and you were the odd one out if you weren’t loosening up.
“I’m Nita, and I don’t know what I’m doing with my life”
Bryn Mawr’s pocket of queer sunshine doesn’t rain on anybody’s hetero parade.
The lesbianagettes have made it to Spring break and are finally in the home stretch. Let’s check in to see how they handled exams and what they’re doing to relax.
This month’s update finds our Lesbianagelings finishing up their finals and heading back to their homelands. What have they learned about the world and themselves during this first semester of college?
Our intrepid lesbianagettes have been busy figuring out how to handle life back home, crying during Les Miserables, getting tattoos and having girlfriends visit. Let’s catch up with them!
This fifth installment finds our freshmen on their way home for the holidays. They’re becoming leaders, creating new families, meeting Andrea Gibson and recovering from finals, foot surgery and concussions! We just love them so.
The lesbianagettes are as busy as ever. This time, they’ve got rugby, crazy weather, trips to new york, and a bunch of pictures from Halloween parties.