 I said it once and I will say it again. I left New England for a reason and October show sure is NOT it. That being said, my dear (crisp, lovely fall leaves and damp spring grass) Connecticut definitely got the worse deal of the bargain last week, getting a lot more snow, wind, and electricity and transportation problems than Pennsylvania. Even Loomis Chaffee students got days off, and trust me, the weather has to be quite horrific for that to happen. I tell everyone this little anecdote in which the punch line is all 700 of Loomis students had to drag themselves to class in a good three feet of snow while the rest of Connecticut students didn’t even bother coming out of the bedroom. The weather man said it best, I think: “As usual, for our 6am section, we have the list of schools that are closed for the day, oh wait, let me just read the list of the ONE school that’s open for business. God, those kids are tough.” (We are not tough, just delusional).
Continue reading Under the Gunmetal Sky
It really shouldn’t come as a surprise that all of my favorite TV moments have something to do with singing, dancing, and gay couples (can you say “Sway” and “Jazz hands”?). As this realization hit me at 2.30am on a Monday, I sat down to list the four most touching dances my laptop has ever been graced with.
Continue reading Save the Last Dance for Me
Oct. 1, 2011.
 Not that this is a secret, but I have never felt the need to come out as badly as I do right now. I’m going to say it. I watch Glee, and I like it. I absolutely adore Chris Colfer and Darren Criss and their characters and I know fans (e.g. me) call them Klaine (Kurt+Blaine, anyone?) and I have a Lima Bean thermo and a Comic-Con poster signed by Darren Criss and all that jazz. There, I said it. I no longer hold any secret from the world.
Continue reading I Haven’t Written My Dream Roles Yet
I’m one of those people who are never satisfied with the results no matter how hard they’ve worked at it. In a less flattering light, I am a bit of a procrastinator and perfectionist. Contradictory much?
I have these blog post that I’ve been keeping in my “Drafts” folder for ages. I suppose I should date them, so it doesn’t seem like I went to New York city 10 times during the same month.
It’ll work out. I think.
I am going to talk about Steve Jobs. It will happen. I have a French test tomorrow. But I am going to talk about Steve Jobs.
Continue reading Click. Boom. Amazing!
 At 9.45am I realized Erdman has the oddest hours in the world. They close at 9.30 and open again at 10 for lunch. And God, I have to catch a train at 10.15.
At 10.14 I was leaning against the door on the R5 train (“Do NOT lean on doors, at all time,” it says), breathing, empty stomached but still right on schedule. My bus leaves Philly at 11.
Continue reading He Could Go and He Could Shine
“Qing Zhuang (the direct translation of my name into Chinese). Site three. Data emergency. Up for a trip to the mountains?”
My editing, science-y, paperwork internship took an adventurous twist on a stony gray Beijing morning. I was going to Tibet.
Continue reading A Stranger in China: Freer Than the Tibetan Sun
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"This is how the world ends,
Not with a bang, but with a whimper."
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I said it once and I will say it again. I left New England for a reason and October show sure is NOT it. That being said, my dear (crisp, lovely fall leaves and damp spring grass) Connecticut definitely got the worse deal of the bargain last week, getting a lot more snow, wind, and electricity and transportation problems than Pennsylvania. Even Loomis Chaffee students got days off, and trust me, the weather has to be quite horrific for that to happen. I tell everyone this little anecdote in which the punch line is all 700 of Loomis students had to drag themselves to class in a good three feet of snow while the rest of Connecticut students didn’t even bother coming out of the bedroom. The weather man said it best, I think: “As usual, for our 6am section, we have the list of schools that are closed for the day, oh wait, let me just read the list of the ONE school that’s open for business. God, those kids are tough.” (We are not tough, just delusional).
