{"id":70,"date":"2014-08-28T10:37:53","date_gmt":"2014-08-28T15:37:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/wordpress.morningside.edu\/storiesinthedark\/?p=70"},"modified":"2014-08-28T10:57:40","modified_gmt":"2014-08-28T15:57:40","slug":"im-starving","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wordpress.morningside.edu\/storiesinthedark\/2014\/08\/28\/im-starving\/","title":{"rendered":"I&#8217;m Starving"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Describe the last person I talked too before I came into class:<\/p>\n<p>I was leaving psychology class with my friend Carlie. We were talking about the weather and softball practice. I said hi to Connor as we kept on walking and then I left for Lewis Hall. I stared at the flight of stairs above me. Hoping that by the end of my four years here, my legs will look awesome! At the third floor of Lewis Hall I sat down in one of the chairs knowing that the class in here before my Journalism class wouldn&#8217;t be over and then I smelled it!<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Good morning.&#8221; she said.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Morning!&#8221; I replied taking a glance at her cinnamon bagel, which I would&#8217;ve learned later. It was Dominique.<\/p>\n<p>She asked me what I thought about my video production class and I told her that besides I hate the fact that its at 6:30pm-10pm. I thought it was pretty awesome, but how did she know I was in that class? Plot twist! She&#8217;s in that class with me. I then asked her how to link other people&#8217;s blog to mine, but she wasn&#8217;t sure either. Honestly, I don&#8217;t remember much of that conversation, but Kayla did come over to join us. We then talked about Dominique&#8217;s new puppy and then she showed us a picture. It was adorable. Eventually, it was time for class to start.<\/p>\n<p>Here we are.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Describe the last person I talked too before I came into class: I was leaving psychology class with my friend Carlie. We were talking about the weather and softball practice. I said hi to Connor as we kept on walking and then I left for Lewis Hall. I stared at the flight of stairs above [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":815,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[38307],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-70","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-august","entry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wordpress.morningside.edu\/storiesinthedark\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/70","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/wordpress.morningside.edu\/storiesinthedark\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/wordpress.morningside.edu\/storiesinthedark\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wordpress.morningside.edu\/storiesinthedark\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/815"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wordpress.morningside.edu\/storiesinthedark\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=70"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/wordpress.morningside.edu\/storiesinthedark\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/70\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":76,"href":"https:\/\/wordpress.morningside.edu\/storiesinthedark\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/70\/revisions\/76"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wordpress.morningside.edu\/storiesinthedark\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=70"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wordpress.morningside.edu\/storiesinthedark\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=70"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wordpress.morningside.edu\/storiesinthedark\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=70"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}