In which Lisa gets her hipster war face on.

Well my portfolio is just a paragraph and a half on my computer, and a stack of papers on my nightstand, and I haven't even begun to pack anything I need for the year (or at least until Thanksgiving break) but I know that no matter what, I'm ready for my second year at Hampshire College. I've got my war face on, and I'm equipped to blend right in with all the hipsters who skulk around campus on the regular.

First, I've got a pair of sunglasses with the lenses punched out. My vision is the tops, I don't even wear contacts, but everyone knows that glasses make people look smarter. I'll have much more credibility if I decide to get some fresh air at a party and there's a whole bunch of people debating existential socialism in Palestine or something like that.

Next, I've got my Moleskine. I use it to write down my thought on existential socialism in Palestine.

Finally, a Mason jar. It's so much cooler than a thermos, and holds more coffee. I need my coffee to wax poetic on readings I didn't do. Anyway, this jar is legit because I found it laying around my house, and didn't buy it at Urban Outfitters. When I'm not busy reading Czech philosophy, I'll crochet a cozy for it. When Easter rolls around, I'll rinse out the coffee residue and take it into the woods at 7am to fill it with PBR during Easter Keg Hunt. Later I'll fill it with more coffee to sip while I lay in the sun apathetically hungover.

I love my school to death and if its crippling debt ever forces it to fold I don't know where I'll go, but some of the folks there are serious pieces of work. That being said, I'm so psyched to bring my Mason jar to Keg Hunt. I may even wear the glasses to make my morning drinking seem highbrow and somehow literary.