Today, I had my first midterm exam of the semester for my Sexuality Society and Culture class. We had to reminisce on articles by Jeffrey Weeks, Gayle Rubin, Carol Vance and Amber Hollinbaugh and how gender and sexuality are constructed and a paradigm shift needs to be considered. I hope I did well!
This past Wednesday I had to perform an open monologue for my Beginners Acting Class. I was able to use props and a costume. These were my lines...

Hello?
Yeah, I'm here.
What?
You're kidding.
I had no idea.
Why?
I don't think so.
Forget it.
Okay.

It may not seem like many lines but when you're standing in front of a group, the lines somehow seem longer.
So I'm sitting on my porch thinking, "I'm going to do some apple picking this weekend." But then I thought, "Well, I could always do Peak Weekend" (an Outing Club tradition). St. Lawrence is actually the first (1982) organized group known to have placed its members on all 46 "high peaks"--those recognized as being 4,000 feet in elevation or higher--of the Adirondack Mountains simultaneously.
But then again, I could always attend some of the athletic events or pack food and go to Lampson Falls, which is just a fifteen minute drive away.

I have a workshop on Monday for Advanced Fiction and need to have a draft in by 5pm Sunday for my classmates to read. The whole class(7 people) will read my paper and provide me with constructive criticism. I find it really beneficial to write a paper that is not only read by my professor but my peers as well. I'm sure I'd be able to gather some inspiration from its flowing water and colorful surroundings. Another place that is nice to write is on the porch looking into what we call the, "Endangered Forest..."