My commute to both work and school requires about a ten minute walk around campus, so here's a taste of Wellesley for you all.
^ The boy throwing a football is a complete misrepresentation unless he is actually a she. Then it's just called Tuesday afternoon.
^ the library where I work hard for the money
^ the lake on campus (the tall tower is one of the academic buildings, specifically the one I have my German class in, if you're interested in stalking me. Despite its beauty, life here gets dull.)