Discovering that I was the first African-American that ever represented the University of New South Wales is a huge milestone in my life. I always wanted to show the world that African Americans are more than what they see on T.V and the movies. I chose… More
As my time dwindles down here in the Land of Tea and Biscuits, I am finding it really difficult to think about leaving. In my personal statement and various blog posts, I have tried to explain how much coming to England has meant to me; but, there truly… More
There are lots of great spots in Rome—the Spanish Steps with their hustle and bustle, the Trevi Fountain with its bright gleaming marble, the Vatican with its impressive size and intimidating figures—but there’s no place that I love more than the Pantheon… More
My grandpa died three days ago. It feels odd to say it—to put it in writing, have it out in the open. My grandpa died three days ago. It makes being abroad feel odd and ultimately, selfish. I know this isn’t the case—my grandpa wanted me to come abroad… More
I’ve become very tired. It’s seems as though the world is falling apart. And I’d be lying if I said that it isn’t affecting me and my experience. But this effect isn’t all bad. I’m pretty miserable when I hear and talk about the tragedies becoming Europe… More