So, my last post was just over a year ago. In that post, I had the great aspiration to make this blog a routine thing. Clearly, that didn't happen, so... what did? Everybody tells you that your senior year of college is the best year of your life. You're pretty much done taking your required courses so your academics are supposed to be easier, parties are supposed to be non-stop, and you're now the big fish on campus. Granted, my senior was amazing and filled with some of the

Eminem truly summarized it best: “Snap back to reality. Oh, there goes gravity”. If I have learned one thing this semester, it’s that free time is truly a gift. Coming back to campus after spending a semester abroad was almost a wake up call. All the sudden I was interning three days a week, running Fordham’s Senior Week, and participating in two music groups. Plus trying to graduate with honors. And get a job. And not die. And have fun! Easy, right? Now I should probably ins

Today marks one and a half months since I landed back home in the USA. So, you may be thinking to yourself something along the lines of “REGINA WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!?”. To answer that quite simply and lacking a lot of detail, a whole heck of a lot of places! My last month abroad was spent traveling and since I braced the 7 1/2 hour flight across the Atlantic, I’ve been finding my footing back in the real world. The real world. A funny concept, huh? So what is this hypothetica

Because, you know, there is that word “study” in studying abroad… I simply cannot believe it. In only a few short weeks, it’ll be April 29th and I shall be officially done with all of academic obligations while abroad. If I were going to be completely honest, academics while abroad have been much easier than the usual course load I take at home. Disclaimer: This does not mean I have not put in just as much effort! One of the things I did not fully realize before coming to Lon

I will say that I’ve been pretty lucky while being abroad. I’ve been able to travel across Europe, make new friends and get closer to my old ones, etc, etc, but not everything about being away from home is always easy or fun. My first time being away from home for an extended period of time was when I was 13 years old. I attended an acting camp in upstate Maine for two and half weeks that was run by an alumnus from my high school and knew some other kids going. It was a tough