Weather-wise, things aren't exactly looking up here in Ithaca for me. My gray jeans, which coincidentally mirror the color of the gloomy skies, are drenched near the hems. There's nothing as alarming or shocking as the unpredictable climate here; the nightlife, the people, my so-called Ivy League quality education deserve no grandiloquent praise. It is my hope, of course, that my life here would continue to improve from here on out--it has in certain ways, but not entirely to my satisfaction. If only Ezra Cornell was a bit more savvy and geographically-aware, we'd be located in a more tropical area and given the title as a coastal, aquatic Ivy. The motto 'Ithaca is Gorges' does not hold true, unless you happen to be a tourist here during late Spring and the Summer months.
Also, the other, generally more atrocious half of my double, dorm room reeks as a result of piggish hygiene and revolting, dietary habits. Heed my advice: Please, please have your kids room in a single when the time comes, if possible. The extra money itself, which isn't much, can heavily impact the psychological and physical well-being of your child. I am so thankful, on some many levels, that I will be living off campus, IN MY OWN ROOM, with two of my fraternity brothers next Fall!
See you all three weeks from now :)
- T
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