Author Archives: june.
I’ve stopped writing my journal entries in the Crum because when I sit still for too long, I get bitten by mosquitoes. On my hands. On my face. So I’ve switched over to the non-organic ways of the computer. On … Continue reading
[The quote is taken from The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath.]
I need help with identification! Are any of these mosquitoes?
My mom visited me this fall break, so I decided to take her with me into the Crum. I took some photos of my surroundings. She took some photos of me. It was Wednesday–sunny, a bit chilly, and beautiful, and … Continue reading
My mom would tell me to never sit on the ground if I had another choice. The ground was dirty, dirty, dirty. My mom, by American standards, is a germaphobe. When I’d come home from school or from walking around … Continue reading
I went down to the creek yesterday, around 6:30pm, to experiment with the video camera, and to take some photos as the sun disappeared. I got bitten by mosquitos (as usual), and took my revenge when I felt a sting … Continue reading