Thesis Struggles


    The culminating course of the Veritas Press classical education is Senior Thesis. A year long endeavor to produce something that reads intelligent so that you convince everyone that you learned something over the past four years. But until September, 2015, writing a 35 page paper was a distant mountain. And I was not ready for the massive wave of pressure and research I would have to jump into. For the Pinterest surfer, writing a thesis is imagined as donning a scarf, heading out to the local hipster cafe, buying a pumpkin spice latte and Instagraming a hazily lit photo of your coffee and empty word document before you start. But coming up with a topic to give your life to for the next eight months is no easy stroll through a leaf-littered park.
     As I lay sleeping Monday morning, my friend texted me this link as he was getting ready to present his topic. It's 20 PhD Students putting there theses is very simple and hilarious words. These are some of my favorites:

1. Does music express emotions or just elicit them? Read the next 200 pages to not find out. 

3. Nanoparticles are weird and I accidentally made a bomb and electrocuted myself.

17. People sometimes think about animals as if they're people. People like those animals a little more than regular animals. Except when they don't. I can't believe they gave me a PhD.

I will note that my friend sent me this at 4:43 a.m. EST, a balmy 1:43 a.m. his time.

Veronica A.


Forest Dwelling

     I feel like I'm living in a Dutch landscape. The sunlight crisply defining each changing shade of leaves. Cool air tightening the skin around my eyes as I absorbed the towering, green brush. Once I step down the path, every unsettled, dirty, nature mess becomes beautiful- the dying elm leaf is an article worthy of in-museum admiration.
    In the afternoon, this canopy is my wonder world. As the scenery common to many family vacations, I try to feel all the smells, sounds and sights of the wood; I don't want to lose my care for it. Now that it's first thing I see when I open my eyes at 6 a.m., I worry I'll forget that delight that I felt when I woke up in a tent with my family around me and the trees extending up over me. I miss camping with my pack. Now I look forward to sharing this lonelier wood with them when they come home.

Veronica A.


I'm Back in School (But Not Really)

    Each time I read or watch Harry Potter I get inspired. I get an itch to do homework. Now I'm fairly certain that I am one of the only people who feels this way. However, when I think about school shopping in Diagon Alley and preparing for a chilly fall in a castle with all my friends it makes me envious of Hermione Granger. And this year, as a senior, I'm feeling an even greater desire to study in a massive library with my friends or chat about the injustices of Calculus over coffee and tea, since this chapter of my life will soon be ending. But unfortunately, I can't. I'm homeschooler, whose fate is to enjoy the turning colors of trees alone in her room and to slave over Physics formulas drinking chai in silence.

    Thankfully, my future is not that bleak. My friends can be annoyingly chatty over text. And I'm ready for the long, cold walks in the woods. I'm ready for scarves and hats and sweaters and books. I'm ready for senior year and the stack of applications I need to fill out. I'm ready because Sunday night I watched Harry Potter.

Veronica A.


Last Week of Summer Vacation: California

    For online students, being physically around each other is a novelty. In order to end my summer right, I flew all the way across the country to spend a week with one of my good friends, Erica. I got to soak in the rich, dry, desert landscape of Southern California and be with the person who helped me get through junior year. Among the sightseeing and classic California adventures, Erica  and I ate lots of good food (which included goldfish) as well enjoyed some quality car rides together. Here are some of the highlights.

{Biking along Venice Beach}

What you don't see is that I got extremely sunburned this day.

{Visiting the Last Bookstore}

Is this not the coolest place?
This would be the bookstore from Diagon Alley.

I bought Sphere by Michael Crighton in all it's used glory.

{California Adventure}

I did not expect to fall in love with Car's Land.

She's fit the height limit, but not quite the age requirement.
My favorite ride, ever. It includes free falling and being scared. 

{Road Trip to the Beach}

Playing with two of Erica's awesome siblings in the waves.
Point Dume Beach

 {The Food}

{Hiking in Hollywood}

Erica had to wait around while I, very tourist like, took a picture of every name I recognized. The boulevard is equivalent to New York City's 42nd street.
{Visiting with Friends}

My squad, minus two.

Thank you Erica for being there for me as a friend and as a guide to your chill state. Here's to making it through senior year together.

Veronica A.


On Vacation

    I've never gotten to take one of those "I'm going to fly to a place I've never been and be with friends" type of vacations. And now, finally, for the last week of summer vacation, I am. It's been a fun couple of days and I'm looking forward to rest of the week. But I'll post more next Wednesday.

Veronica A.


Little House in the Woods

    Instead of basking in the sun (and working on college applications) at the beach over vacation this year, we moved. From our town dwelling just near the church, we hauled ourselves into the woods three miles away. Before the closing and driving our first belongings over to the new home, I had never set foot in our woodland abode. And I wasn't entirely sure how I felt about it. But I soon fell in love with the woods that surrounded us. There is an open glade beside the house with a fire ring and looking over the forest is a little deck that we can eat out on. Still, the past two weeks have been hectic and disconcerting. Hopefully things will settle down and we'll be able to get back to a normal schedule.
    Most of the house is not in a state to be displayed to the world, so you'll probably not see a good deal of it, however here are a couple pictures to give you an idea of what it is.

Our lovely long driveway, which we will have to plow every winter.

 The entrance to the underground Batman lair.

Our quaint entrance.

I spent a majority of Sunday afternoon sprawled out here, gazing at the trees and reading. 

There was a solitary pink rose in our backyard flower bed. I tried to take a picture, but I wasn't sure how to make it interesting and not a generic greenery photo.

 My room so far.

 This is the majestic room is our living room.

 A guest room, currently the place we put things if we can't fit them in the right places because of the overwhelming presence of boxes.

This is the window between the sitting room and the kitchen.

It was not the easy getting into this house, but I'm thrilled to be able to see trees around me...lots of trees.

Veronica A.