We got chills and teary eyes in the first session when leaders from the southern based LGBTQ advocacy organizations we invited told us simply that we didn’t have to leave the south. I can’t remember ever having heard anyone tell me that so plainly before.
Keep an eye out for the queers on the tour, and let them know you’re here!
According to experts, millenials now consume 27% of the wine by volume in the United States.
Many of us were lucky enough to have teachers who didn’t make us queer as such, but they did help make it a little easier on us, sometimes even before we knew it about ourselves. Here’s to them.
“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.
We’re going meta and talking about what everyone’s talking about at commencement ceremonies.
“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”