Let Me Update Ya

I figured it was about time to update everyone on my schooling and other things going on. I finished the semester up last Wednesday and most of my final grades seem to be in (although there’s a couple classes that will definitely wait until the day final grades are due to release them).

After a long semester, I got a 99% on my math final which gave me an A in the class. In one of my history classes, I got 100% on my final and managed to get a final grade of an A in the class. After cramming for my bio exam only 5 hours before the exam (typical meg fashion) I got an 87% and ended the semester with an A in the class. Although I never took a real exam for my communication class, I ended the semester with a B. Taking my intro to com class online was a disadvantage to me for a few reasons- tech difficulties being one. I missed a few assignments due to wifi slip-ups and computer crashes, but I’m still happy I was able to mostly make up for them at the end of the semester. My Middle Eastern History and Bio lab final grades are not in yet and I expect that they won’t be for a while, so I can’t really determine what my GPA will be just yet.

I’m moving out of my apartment on Wednesday and heading back to my hometown for the summer. Next fall I’ll be moving into an apartment much closer to campus so I guess leaving the place I’ve called my second home for the past nine months will be worth it. It’s still going to be really hard to say goodbye to my bigger bedroom and own kitchen though. I’m really grateful for the opportunities this year has given me. I’ve gotten to live alone, and who knows if I’ll ever get to do that again?

I’m looking into getting a job this summer after I get a bit of time to settle back in at home. I’d like to be working a lot to save up for rent, groceries, etc. once school starts back up. So before I really start looking around for work, I’m hoping to spend lots of time with my friends while I can.

That being said, in my free time I plan to be writing a bit more. It’s been really weird not writing. I’ve had quite a few impulses to start writing but I didn’t want to start posting if I was just going to stop abruptly again due to school. But now I have a few months to get myself together and write a little more. I’ve got some ideas for the future of this site and I’m hoping to implement them this summer.

Thank you to everyone who supported me when I took a semester off last year and when I went back to school in the fall. Everyone’s kind words and well wishes these past nine months have been really appreciated. I’m super excited to go back in the fall (I know, who says that?!) and explore my major even further.


To My Small Hometown


I came to Wellington when I was three years old. For a three year old, anything can become a jungle or a princess’s castle with the right imagination; and that is what Wellington was to me. I grew up in a small village filled with people who encouraged my creativity, and for that, I must thank you all.

I experienced a lot of “firsts” in Wellington. My first friend, love, heartbreak, and funnel cake (my favorite first).  However, I did not respect the community that raised me as much as I should have. I spent years saying “I can’t wait to get out of here” and moping around self-loathingly. It wasn’t until recently that I realized how important of a role my hometown played in raising me. I come from a family of four completely diverse people, and this has shaped me in many ways, but the community we live in has impacted me even more. I learned how to welcome people with different lifestyles into my heart and life. This helped open doors for me that I would not have reached without the help of all the kind hearted individuals I met in Wellington.

Wellington is such a close knit community. Everyone knows each other here, which is both a blessing and a curse. You rarely hear, “hey, who is that kid over there?”  but are more likely to hear, “oh that kid? I know his parents, cousins, grandparents, great grandparents, neighbors, and dentist.” That’s one of the coolest parts of this village. Nobody has to wear “Hello. My name is…” tags around here. Then again, if you screw up, your name could be a headline title in tomorrow’s paper. Since we are so small, our graduating class peeks at around 105. Thank the Lord though, because I don’t know what I would do if we had to spend an entire day sweating through our caps and gowns in the high school gymnasium. But we have been together through everything, whether it be good or bad. I’ve watched our community come together in times of mourning and celebration. The beauty of it all is astounding.

If you’re from Wellington, you know I can’t go without acknowledging the biggest event we hold in our small community- the Lorain County Fair. Every summer we break out our piggy banks and take a circular stroll in the big carnival. Concerts, tractor pulls, demolition derbies, and animal shows are what make our summers, well, summer. For those of us who live close enough, we never even have to purchase a ticket to the nightly events. We can hear the Beach Boys and revving of engines from our homes. But for students in the area, we all know that once the fair is over, we have only a few days until school rears its ugly head.

Although we’ve had our differences, I would like to thank my hometown for raising me. I have no shred of doubt in my mind that you did a good job. Thank you for providing great peers that I would eventually call my bestfriends. Thank you for building a community that would inspire me everywhere I turned. Finally, thank you for being Wellingtonians that I will always have a special bond with. I will never forget the town that I grew up in.