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(Please note I was violently sick on graduation day when these pictures were taken) 

I graduated Magna Cum Laude from Ithaca 2023. 

It feels strange to write an epilogue to my adolescence….having only spent 3 semesters on the campus of Ithaca. During the past four years I’ve been re-shaped by my surroundings(people + places) and constantly my surroundings have changed. I attempted to build stability with a ladder made of tadpoles. 

When you find solace with a face full of vomit homeless on a beach in Barcelona, then the impossible feels slightly more achievable on an elliptical. 

I lived in an apartment alone eating nothing but free cake from PB for a year and met two step sisters in NYC before getting kicked out of a Christmas party because of a wet bath mat. I kicked a hole in a wall and blamed a dégagé. I learned my parents are only human. 
I learned CEEF. 

Before this existed, I’d sit with the country lesbian(who taught me acceptance), Jewish writer(who taught me resilience), and competitive sophisticate(who taught me class) in the Cornell bathrooms planning when I’d transfer. I couldn’t transfer; the world ended. I took on a second major. 
Jeanette stayed constant.

I found my first community in Hillel(Birthright, Bo-Nitzor, and Rye Bread) then APoA(115 person staffed mini-series) in hopes of finding the found family I’d had in theatre for years. It appeared in the form it appeared and thank you for that. I’m so mad I didn’t get to see In Absentina.  I grew. I got to act again, direct, and was forced to produce through a need to create. 

In film, it was an educational science and leading the education forefront was the NYU pants genius and the ever impressive LC. I am not cinematically me without knowing what I know from you. 

I scattered myself in Europe with the theatre department before learning to believe in my abilities in LA. I will always be scattered and nervous, but it comes from a confident excitement. I learned there isn’t always a “right” answer while in Israel and found “love” in Paris. I rode an electronic unicorn while drinking Kava in Ithaca.
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Thank you for being one of my favorites, 2022 :) 
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I have so many other pictures that I wanted to include (some that I’ve already posted) but I want to say how grateful I am for my family, friends, and for the people I’ve met along the way. 2022 has been one of my favorite years (each year seems to get better). I love you all. I suppose I should also thank myself for not giving up and always striving to try something new. I have to say I’m proud of myself and wanted to reflect that in this fun lil post. Looking forward to 2023 🤍🪩
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My least favorite part of aging is the ability to form thoughts novel to myself…..for example: 4 years ago I didn’t know he existed. I could have never fathomed his existence. It starts from the fact that the girl who I sometimes spoke to, who did the scene with Burke in acting 1, is my current housemate….reality is shattered as the security of friend groups I forcefully erected no longer survive. I forgot to water them. The concept sourly lives in my head; just there. A trio of three was repeated in the form of a clown noir and almost instantly reversed skin and bone. She can be a bully and they ground me without intention. He was she was? A walk to Cornell or a boba trip. Kava. The fox sign. He wears pearls. He punched a hole in his wall and understands his lack of connection. Bath Matt’s and 2 hour drives. I lived alone and sold the house. The fridge was full of cake. It had first felt as if we just left high school, then a hiccup, and a hiccup, and an attempt, and I escaped to London, and now I need to face the fact it ends. I still am waiting for it to start. In conclusion, I don’t want to leave. I did not know he existed. I could never have expected this. My perception of self is irrationally malleable and that terrifies me. I always assumed I could hang onto my rational stability as a life line while the world re-shaped; yet he also transforms moment to moment. If he changes in the moment then he disappears in the long run. He threw up in the Turkey trot. He did it again…he was a first year last time. What is stable? Please. He a chameleon. 
The mid-season 4 finale saw the departure of self proclaimed fan favorite…it was a fun.
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