Revamping my blog – oy vey…

Hello, friends!

Two posts in two weeks – it’s a Christmas miracle! Well, Christmas in May I suppose.

Anyway, some new and exciting changes are afoot for me and my trusty blog! I’ve decided that the theme and layout looks a bit dated and not at all me, and I’m going to *attempt* to rectify that.

Now, for being a Millennial, I’m oddly not too great with technology. Obviously I can do the basics — I have an iPhone and an elderly, trusty MacBook Pro from college on which I am writing this (if my laptop is a sentient being by any chance, I just have one request – please, PLEASE don’t die on me any time soon *crosses fingers and toes*) but I have trouble with some of the more complex stuff (i.e. finding a way to transfer the 50,000+ pictures on my laptop onto my hard drive without displacing any of my albums.)

So here goes nothing – I’m going to try and revamp my blog. We’ll see how this goes. *Gulps*

Until next time,

xx Sage



Is this thing on?

Hello. And also yikes. I have no excuses for my semi-active blog except that I have so many blog posts half written in my head/on my phone. Who knows if they’ll get posted? But I digress.

If there’s anything that I’ve learned in my job hunting experiences so far, it’s that timelines are bullshit and will just make you anxious, sad, frustrated and a little confused. Things happen when you least expect it — which is the world’s worst cliche for type A, anxious perfectionists like me, right?

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A job interview you thought you nailed? LOL not so much. Or rather, you did but the company just picked someone else, as is their right.

Networking? Okay yes but how? [Obviously harder to do if you don’t yet live in the place where you’re applying for jobs.]

Radio silence for weeks and then multiple emails for interviews/CVs all in the same day? Yes please.

(On the same note, getting multiple “thanks but no thanks” all in the same day/week means that it’s perfectly acceptable to binge Netflix, eat some ice cream and then get back on that job search later on in the day.)

Follow up emails that seem to go out into the void and never are answered? Ugh, yep, it happens.

At risk of sounding like a whiny, privileged woman who makes excuses, I never expected job hunting to take this long. It’s draining, soul crushing and just plain sad at times. [Note: I am very lucky to have had the opportunity to move home after college, work at a part-time job, do some traveling and search for jobs while living at home]

And don’t even get me started on the one million (feels like it) friends and family members who constantly ask me “what’s next?” and “do you have any job leads?” No. Just no. Stop talking. Leave me alone. I’ve honestly taken to avoiding 99% of people just so I don’t have to answer the question for the millionth time – “Nope, I’m still job hunting and trying to network and staying positive!” I get that people care, but…..please don’t. I promise to all of my friends and family that when I get a job and move to New York City (hopefully soon!) I will shout the news from the damn rooftops.

Here’s a gallery of memes about job hunting that are pretty freaking accurate 😛

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Moving on…I’m compiling a list of some of my favorite job hunting advice in hopes that it will help someone else too.

  1. Cover letters…we all hate writing them (sometimes) but sometimes they can be really fun! Check this list out for ways to spice up your cover letter – it definitely helped me!
  2. This is great for people (like me) who don’t quite have a career path lined up yet. It’s all about trying to find your passion and what you like/don’t like. And maybe you get a 9-5 job and your passion lies in volunteer work? Whatever works for you! ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
  3. This list and targeted employer spreadsheet is super helpful! I decided not to use it because I already have a spreadsheet for job hunting (it’s color coded!) and I didn’t want to be completely overwhelmed. That being said, this article has some great ideas and could be really useful to you!
  4. How to write a follow-up email: if you’re like me, you had no idea where to start without sounding awkward/desperate/overexcited/fill in the blank. Luckily, the Muse is filled with all sorts of job tips and I found this to be really helpful, along with many other articles on the site.
  5. Job hunting as an introvert: *raises hand really high* Hello, it me. Teen Vogue shared this via Twitter from another blog, and *praise emoji* I love it. Bless. It has some useful tips as well, most of which I already use.

Other useful interviewing tips can be found here, here and here.

I’m not going to promise another post anytime soon. Quite honestly, I forget about this blog sometimes and I need to download the WordPress app to my phone; maybe that’ll make me remember to post more often.

To recap: Job hunting sucks and can be a little (a lot) disheartening. I started hardcore job hunting in January 2017 after taking the fall to work on some personal things. I’ve been filling my time with cover letters, job applications, my work at Girl Museum (like/follow us on all social media platforms x) and trying to get some freelance writing gigs.

I will achieve my goals in due time (if only I knew what I wanted) and become a proper New York City-er 🙂 Yes, I know the actual term is New Yorker, but if you live in other parts of New York State, like I do, you like to think that the term “New Yorker” is reserved for someone from the state of New York, not just New York City.

Extra long blog post for my first post in months 🙂 Success!

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Until next time,

xx Sage

Ps. Peep this, all my fellow job hunters: How to stay motivated while job hunting 🙂

Women’s March, 1/21/17 – Seneca Falls

** Note: This is the long version of a shorter piece to be published on Girl Museum in the near future **

The day after Inauguration Day, I joined more than 6,000 women, men and children at a march in solidarity with the Women’s March on Washington. I went to march in Seneca Falls, New York, not far from where I grew up. It’s hard to put into words just how much the march impacted me, and the people around me. Like many around the United States and the world, I am still devastated and furious over the results of the presidential election.

The Women’s March gathered together in all fifty states and over 30 countries, on every continent including Antarctica, to stand together for women’s rights, for human rights, for all of us. Their mission was to send a “bold message to our new government on their first day in office, and to the world that women’s rights are human rights.” In their official mission statement, they state: “We will not rest until women have parity and equity at all levels of leadership in society. We work peacefully while recognizing there is no true peace without justice and equity for all.” I believe the Women’s March is the beginning of a global movement to defend and advance human rights in the current political climate and beyond.

Since Nov. 8, I’ve run through all the stages of grief, except for the last one — I will never accept this. Not when accepting and internalizing this type of bigotry, racism and misogyny means negatively impacting the lives of young girls and women around the world. When it means a dimmer future for all of us. No thank you.

That being said, I was in a weird headspace Saturday morning before I went to Seneca Falls. I wanted to go, but I didn’t want to go. I was excited and I was angry. I was hopeful and I was numb. Basically, I was a mess. I had spent the night before making signs for my grandmother, my sister and I, who were all going together. I used three key quotes that really spoke to me and expressed how my family feels. Hillary Clinton’s “Women’s Rights are Human Rights.” Malala Yousafzai’s “We cannot succeed when half of us are held back.” Lin-Manuel Miranda’s “Love is love is love is love is love, cannot be killed or swept aside.”

I was tired the morning of the march, and anxious and excited and a million other emotions. But that all began to change the closer we drove to Seneca Falls. Suddenly, at 8:30 in the morning, the roads seemed to be swarming with cars that were full of women in pink hats and signs, obviously heading to the march. I was buoyed by their optimism and their smiles, and we hadn’t even gotten to Seneca Falls yet.

Arriving to the march and taking our places at the Women’s Rights National Historical Park was absolutely inspiring. Slowly, the square my sister and I were standing in was filled with people until we were standing shoulder-to-shoulder with the crowd. Music was blasting from the loudspeakers, everything from Katy Perry’s Roar to Rachel Platten’s Fight Song to Bob Marley’s Get Up, Stand Up. I sang along with my sister and everyone else in the crowd and was so energized I thought it couldn’t possibly get any better. And then the rally started at 10am and the crowd got even more pumped up.

For photos of the Seneca Falls march, you can look here and here for my own, as well as search the hashtag #WomenMarchSenecaFalls.

It was a very surreal moment. I was standing in the same square where 169 years ago on the same spot, 300 women and men began the fight for women’s rights in the United States. I like to think I don’t cry often, but I was on the verge of happy/frustrated tears all morning. There were many different speakers, but they all came back to the same message: that today is a call to action to be vigilant activists now and especially over the next four years. That all of us are here today making history and we will not be bullied into silence. That message is burned into my brain forever now, like participating in the march itself will be.

One particular speaker at the morning rally, Mary, hit me the hardest. Mary was 101-years-old and born in 1915. One of her earliest memories happened at age five. She told us she remembers dressing in all white with her mother and going to march in the town parade in celebration of the passage of the 19th Amendment, giving [most] American women the right to vote. ** Black women didn’t achieve the same until the Civil Rights Movement of the 1960s. **

Starting the march was another experience entirely. I’ve never experienced anything like it in my life. There was such a sense of joy, love, optimism and hope, and the energy was palpable. My family and I ended the march early, but sat on a nearby bench and watched for 20 minutes until the last of the march had passed us by. As we were leaving, a park ranger said that there was an estimated 6,000-8,000 people in attendance. Local news outlets peg the number at almost 10,000, which is remarkable in and of itself, especially when the town population is around 6,700 people.

Physically being with thousands of other people marching for equality made me feel less alone, and more a part of a wider community. I came away from today feeling hopeful and further resolved to fight in whatever way I can to protect my rights and the rights of my fellow Americans, as well as worldwide.

I’m physically and emotionally exhausted, in a good way, but I can’t stop reading and looking at pictures and coverage of the Women’s March all over the world. I left the March feeling joyous, optimistic about the future and hopeful for the first time in a long time. And when the winds inevitably shift and fear is once again on the forefront of the minds of my fellow humans, I’m going to remember how I felt today. I felt powerful, strong, and a part of something bigger than myself. I saw so many little girls in pink hats carrying signs that said things like “Girls with dreams become women with vision,” “Make America Tolerant Again,” and “Love Trumps Hate.” When so much of the future is right in front of you, how can you not be optimistic about it, no matter how hard things might be for Americans during the next four years and for the world at large?

The Seneca Falls solidarity march was my first time attending an activist rally, and will not be my last. Now more than ever, I am more dedicated to fight for women’s/human/LGBT/POC rights. In the words of Hamilton the musical, “What is a legacy? It’s planting seeds in a garden you never get to see.” Hopefully I will see much more positive change in my lifetime, but in the meantime, I am going to fight for all of the little girls who I saw at my march today, and for all children. We all are worthy of respect and love and deserve the world. I have to believe that things will get better, in the United States and worldwide, and that we won’t stop progressing toward a better future for the next generation.

Late night thoughts

Hello, friends! If you’re still out there, that is…?

It’s been almost a whole YEAR since I updated…I can’t even believe it! I’ve been meaning to post things for a while now, and I keep a running list on my phone of potential topics, but it’s been a combination lately of “No time/not inspired/I’ve forgotten.” Apologies all around!

I have been slowly updating my portfolio though, so check out that if you’re interested, and will be posting a new and improved resume by the end of the month.

A lot has changed for me since I’ve last written – I handed in the final research papers of my undergraduate college career, I graduated Ithaca College in May (!!!!) and have been taking some time off since then. I’d like to think of this year post-grad as my gap year. Frankly, after graduating and throwing myself into my summer job working at a restaurant, by the time September rolled around, I was more than a little burnt out.

Since ending my summer job in early September (most of the summer staff ended in early fall) I’ve focused on taking some time to breathe and figure out what I want to do next. Easier said than done, right?

I’ve done things that I’ve maybe put off doing because of college/life. Mid-September, I flew down to Florida with my sister to spend an amazing week with our grandparents. We don’t get to see them much, so seeing them twice in one year was a real treat for sure!

In October, my best friend asked for a favor. He had moved out to New Mexico in July, was headed back East for another job opportunity that came up, and asked if I’d be willing/able to fly out west and drive cross country with him. Obviously, I said yes, and had booked a flight to Albuquerque two weeks later. All things considered, I am a little peeved at him. Just when I had finally gotten the hang of spelling “Albuquerque,” he picked that moment to move home. Because of course haha! 🙂

Five days, eight stops for gas, three nights spent with family and friends, one night spent in a ridiculously sketchy Motel 6 in Ohio (…don’t even get me started. I was so skeeved out!) and numerous Disney karaoke sessions later, and we successfully made it back to New York State!

Also in October, I started an internship in the education and marketing departments at Girl Museum, a virtual museum that is dedicated to celebrating and preserving the history of girls around the world. As a former history and women’s studies minor, I’m absolutely thrilled to be working there – it’s right up my alley! So far I’ve published a handful of blogs for the museum, and started writing a political column for them called “No Time for Fear: Politicking Girls.” The links to all of my blogs can be found in my portfolio. I’m currently writing my next blog (to be published Monday, 1/23) about the history of American First Ladies, and the impact they have on young girls and women.

In December I flew to Iowa to visit a close friend, and I spent the weekend at her parents’ house snuggling her (very needy) dogs and loving every minute of it! It was great to see her, even if my flight to Chicago got cancelled and she was already driving back home, 3 hours from her parents’ house. So I called her angel of a mother to come pick me up, and she dropped me off at the airport the next morning! ❤

The holidays were hectic around my house, to say the least! There have been a lot of medical emergencies with one of my siblings, so most of our energy has been spent dealing with that. I was really productive two weeks ago, starting to focus my energies firmly on job hunting, and then this past week has just been a wash – I’ve been stress cleaning like you would not believe! And somehow the house looks the same? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Slowly but surely I’m figuring out what my real passions are and what I want to do someday, eventually (hint: not exactly what I went to school for), but for right now, I’m trying to network as much as possible, refine my resume/cover letter/clips, and focus on being the best job candidate I can be. I’m hoping to move to New York City, alone or with a close friend in mid to late spring, so fingers crossed for that!

Up next, I’m prepping for the Seneca Falls rally this Saturday in solidarity with the Women’s March on Washington [more on that later], and then I’ll be hitting the road on Monday, to drive down to Orlando, Florida with my best friend, who just got a job there. On my way back north, I’ll be stopping in Washington D.C. on Jan. 28 to spend some time with my college best friend. I haven’t been to D.C. since I was a kid, and don’t really remember it, so I’m very excited to do all the historical, touristy stuff 🙂

After that road trip, I’ll again be focused on the job hunt. God only knows, but hopefully I’ll get something soon. I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately – a friend shared it with me, and it resonated deeply.


Thanks for listening! I’ll try and update more frequently, I swear! My new goal for 2017 (besides journaling at least 3 times a week) is to blog at least once a month. Positivity!

Until next time,

xx Sage

Quick Update:

Hi all!

I realize it’s been absolutely AGES since I’ve blogged (what can I say? Life is crazy!) so I thought I’d post a quick blurb just because. More in-depth blog to follow, as always haha but this time I really mean it! 🙂

I’ve been struggling lately with, you know, totally small things, like finding my place in the world and stressing about post-grad life. I’ve been distracting myself from my problems (what I think of problems anyway) by reading copious amounts of fan fiction, endlessly reblogging on my recently revamped Tumblr, and marathoning Madam Secretary (my new favorite TV show).

Today was kind of a crap day. I drove back to school early and was all frazzled; was surprised by someone I knew and not mentally prepared for it; had a near panic attack over an assignment for my German class due in less than 48 hours (but who’s counting?); and sat through a 3.5 hour class that frankly, was somewhat unproductive.

I usually stay on campus in between classes to do homework and whatnot, but I’d worked myself into such a state over one of my classes (and had forgotten my school ID, which I needed to check out some library books) that I decided to go home for a bit before my night class.

I got home, I cranked up the music, I unpacked and organized my room (just got back from my LAST SPRING BREAK EVER!) and made myself some lunch. And simple things like that, and making time for myself, improved my mood x 100000000!

One of my favorite country artists, Tim McGraw, posted this on his Facebook page today. It is so true! Thanks for the reminder ❤

Throughout all of my ups and downs, especially over the past week when I was on break and not doing much, and therefore had time to think about the future (UGH!), I’ve come back to this one song.

I’m going to preface it by saying I am a huge Madam Secretary fan, and I’ve been obsessed with it ever since I started watching over a month ago. I found this fan video on YouTube (via Tumblr) and it really resonated with me. A post about Madam Secretary will be coming (I swear!) but for now, let me just say:

Honestly, I’m kind of in love with Elizabeth McCord, the title character in Madam Secretary. She’s a badass Secretary of State and puts out all these international fires and still manages to have an amazing personal life. Too often I think we see on television a character having a great professional life at the expense of their personal life or visa versa, and it’s heartening to see her being awesome at all the things. Plus, Tèa Leoni plays her brilliantly and is amazing in general. Again, another post will be entirely forthcoming — hopefully this week? We’ll see how my crazy schedule is. Anyway, the song goes like this (and the fan video is gorgeous, but anyway):

She would not show that she was afraid,
But being and feeling alone was too much to face,
Though everyone said that she was so strong,
What they didn’t know is that she could barely carry on,

But she knew that she would be okay,
So she didn’t let it get in her way,

Sometimes it all gets a little too much,
But you gotta realize that soon the fog will clear up,
And you don’t have to be afraid, because we’re all the same,
And we know that sometimes it all gets a little too much,

She would always tell herself she could do this
She would use no help it would be just fine
But when it got hard she would lose her focus
So take my hand and we’ll be alright

And she knew that she would be okay,
So she didn’t let it get in her way,

Sometimes it all gets a little too much,
But you gotta realize that soon the fog will clear up,
And you don’t have to be afraid, because we’re all the same,
And we know that sometimes it all gets a little too much, yeah.

It’s a gorgeous song, and I think it just really spoke to me. I’ve been listening to it a lot lately when I’m stressed or tired or just need to turn my brain off, and it’s very soothing. It’s comforting because then I’m kind of reminded of, “who says I have to have my entire life planned out at 21?” You know?

So there’s my mini-rant for the night. Now off to bed because I have a long workday ahead of me tomorrow. Cheers!

Until next time,

xx Sage




One week down….

Hi all!

I’m writing today at the beginning of the second week of my last semester of college EVER and I have a lot of feelings. Mostly I’m just tired and…tired. My yawns have a life of their own today! I figured I would write a quick blog post right now, mostly to trick my brain into thinking I’ve done something productive today when I really haven’t, so there’s that. I have so many blog ideas and half written posts rolling around in my brain, and I barely have any time to journal these days, so I don’t know when on earth I’ll have time to blog more! Enjoy this Amy Schumer GIF because just….I don’t know, it seems applicable to a lot of second semester seniors’ lives 😉

Stay tuned for an upcoming blog on my recent Pottermore experiences, new Harry Potter revelations and yours truly’s trip of a lifetime to the Wizarding World at Universal Studios in Orlando!

Today’s blog, kids, is to catch you up about the semester/my life so far. It’s been pretty hectic, so bear with me!


For one, I was definitely more energized last Monday for the first day of classes (I think?) despite waking up early to drive back to Ithaca in time to unpack and attend my first class at noon.

Classes are going well as can be expected so far! I’m very buried in homework for it only being the second week of classes, so we’ll see how it all shakes out.

I’m taking four classes this term:

  • Intro to Creative Writing (the professor is a gem!)
  • German Totalitarianism 1933-1989 (the professor is my minor adviser and also my favorite!)
  • Intro to Personal Finance (my first ever business school class!)
  • Narrative Journalism (my sort-of senior capstone).

My only required class I have left is Narrative, and the rest are just for filler, to get to full-time status and for a challenge (cough German Totalitarianism cough). Plus I like to keep busy!


In addition to my classes, I’m working 19.5 hours a week (the maximum is 20 eeepp!) at my dining hall job as a student manager, and trying to get the Arts and Entertainment section of Imprint, IC’s online magazine, up and running this semester! I did have an online internship lined up as well, but ultimately I dropped it just because my schedule is crazy enough and I want some time to enjoy the last semester of school.

I’ve been trying not to stress about too much about getting a job after school, but it is a little terrifying to be honest. And this is the GIF I use sometimes to reply to well-meaning, but anxiety-inducing family and friends who ask about my job search (or lack of):

** Pro tip: Don’t ask! I’ll talk about it if I want to, but if not, it’s none of your business so please leave it alone 🙂 **

I think that’s it for now – life is crazy and hectic, but actually really awesome! I’m just trying to take one day at a time and see what happens. Do I know what I’m going to do on May 23, 2016? Not a clue. But hopefully I’ll figure it out eventually!

More blog posts should be up soon! Probably next week, if this week isn’t too crazy and I have the time to write.

Hope everyone has an amazing day!

Until next time,

xx Sage


Alan Rickman: The Voice of a Generation

Alan Rickman: The Voice of a Generation

I’ve been trying to articulate my thoughts so they at least have some semblance of coherency and organization. Not sure how well I’ve managed, but I can’t be bothered anymore.

I woke up three hours ago to the news that Alan Rickman had passed away at the age of 69 from cancer. I had my phone on ‘Do Not Disturb’ mode during the night, and I woke up to numerous notifications from news outlets and a text from my mom — “Nooooo SNAPE!!”

I immediately clicked on a few of the notfications, thinking it obviously was just a joke or a huge mistake. It wasn’t. It felt like all the breath whooshed out of my lungs all at once, and I just kept flipping through news article after news article, looking for new information that would somehow explain this. I went on Facebook and Twitter where my newsfeed flooded with friends sharing their condolences and memories of Mr. Rickman, and I started messaging some of my close friends to see if they had heard anything about it. It was a coping mechanism, if anything. J.K. Rowling had this to say about Rickman: JKR

She seemed to be about as heartbroken as the rest of us.

Daniel Radcliffe wrote this touching tribute to his former costar and mentor, and condolences have been flooding in from Harry Potter cast members and others.

Matthew Lewis (Neville Longbottom) posted a really touching photo to Instagram in memoriam:


I often wonder why we (society, people, America etc.) are so struck when a celebrity or famous person dies. We (most likely) didn’t know them, so why does it affect us so much? I can’t speak for all deceased famous people, but I can speak about Alan Rickman. As part of the “Potter generation,” we have grown up with the Harry Potter books and films. Alan Rickman was a huge part of the films, and part of the reason why I like the character of Severus Snape so much. He imbued the character with a sort of vulnerability and uniqueness that made him stand out from Book-Snape. Personally, Alan Rickman was a huge part of my childhood and the Harry Potter phenomenon, and that’s why I think I’m so affected by his death. I was talking to one of my friends who loves Harry Potter as much as I do, and she said: “I totally understand what you mean, it’s not like I knew him personally or anything but he was such a big part of my life bc I loved his movies and I always looked forward to seeing him on screen. Knowing that he’s gone is like losing a favorite relative.” So well said, and exactly what I’m feeling right now.


It almost seems silly to mourn someone you never personally knew, but all I know is the death of Alan Rickman has left a Snape-sized hole in my heart. Time heals though, and I’ll always remember Rickman’s performances as Colonel Brandon in Sense and Sensibility, Emma Thompson’s husband, Harry, in Love Actually, Louis XIV in A Little Chaos (actually just watched it not too long ago, and it was a brilliant film!!) and of course as the surly, complex Professor Severus Snape in the Harry Potter films.

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The Guardian’s coverage of his death, including his obituary and blog by one of his friends, is pretty spot-on, and I’d encourage all to read it.

As for me, today is going to be a pretty quiet day, as I honestly don’t think I can handle anything else. You can call me dramatic or emotional or anything you like, but Alan Rickman and Harry Potter were (and are) key parts of my childhood and my life, and I need a minute to regroup, breathe and mourn. As devastated and wrecked as I am, and all my like-minded friends are, my heart just goes out to his family and friends, especially his wife/partner of 50 years. This must be a million times worse for them, and I’m holding them in my thoughts and prayers today. I feel the need to reread Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince and watch the film today.

During times like these, I’m reminded of the words of Albus Dumbledore: “To the well organized mind, Death is but the next adventure.” ❤

So today, I’m raising my wand to you, Alan Rickman. Rest in Paradise. Thanks for being a monumental part of my childhood and my life, and for sharing your immense talent and love for theatre with the world. ❤ Always ❤

Until next time,

xx Sage