Boom or Bust, Ed. 1


Atlanta skyline from the Westin

Boom: Four days at the annual Passion Conference in Atlanta with three wonderful friends. I am always skeptical of mass gatherings, but this one was well worth it. And this (above) is the view we woke up to every morning.

“Merino Cool” by Essie.

Bust: Sibling Two absconded with my only functional pair of jeans before I returned to college. Overalls anyone?

Boom: “Merino Cool” nail polish by Essie. It’s as if an eggplant was trying to get as pale as I am during the winter months. With much lovelier results, that is.

Bust: Sharing an all-female fitness class with my male Spanish professor. Asking “how sore are you?” in class is probably taboo.

Boom: A cure to my financial scatter-braindom. Ladies and gentlemen, meet It’s a free service that streamlines your finances – checking, savings, and credit card accounts – and provides helpful budgeting tools. I’ve only been using it a week, but I already feel more in control of my (nonexistent) money.


– MB



This year’s participants of my finals paper-writing blitz.

There comes a time in every student’s life when the only things less appealing than facing another day of finals are (a) bathing in orange juice (b) hot gluing your toes together and (c) napping with barbed wire.

At this point, barbed wire is sounding cushy. After 30 pages of paper-writing in less than a week, I am droopy and draggy and all things dull. I have no idea where my grades stand in my classes. I found a cereal bowl between my pillows. I have worn the same outfit for the past three days. I am typing words backwards on my keyboard.

But I am done with my last fall semester of college, and I must say it has been a marvelous one. If you’re still chugging through finals, ONWARD! The holidays await, my friends!

Georgia, U.S.A.

Autumn in Athens


Since I was out of the country last fall, the autumn colors on campus took me completely aback this year. Every day I walk to class wide-eyed, as though the more I expand the surface area of my eyeballs, the better I can remember every leaf I see.

Few things are as becoming to UGA as fall. My school is beautiful.







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