Trashing the Blog

I kind of hate this blog, if I must be honest.  Continue reading →

A Caps Lock Catharsis

HEY EVERYBODY, DON’T GIVE YOUR NUMBER TO THAT CUTE, SWEET BOY YOU MET ON OKCUPID, BECAUSE HE’S GOING TO SPEND THE FIRST TWO WEEKS OF YOUR TEXTUAL ACQUAINTANCE COMPLETELY FAWNING OVER HOW AMAZING AND BEAUTIFUL AND SMART AND FUNNY YOU ARE AND HE’LL PROCLAIM HOW HE’S DYING TO MEET YOU AND YOU’LL BLUSH AND MAYBE … Continue reading →

You’re Not in Love with Me, and This is How I Know

I am not the baron’s daughter to your gallant Milun. No passion can grow from so small a string of characters tapped distractedly onto a fingerprinted touchscreen. You don’t know me. You’ve never seen me in person, nor have I you. For all you know, I’m not the intended recipient of your messages (though, in … Continue reading →

A “Lonely” Friday

I’m currently sitting on my futon in my dorm room, eating semi-generic Valentine’s Day candy a month early and blogging. I might pull up Netflix or Hulu and catch up on something while my roommate is out visiting a friend that transferred last semester who I was never really friends with. I’m all dolled up … Continue reading →

I Deleted My OkCupid Account

Rest in peace, OkCupid account. 12/29/2012–1/18/2013 After considering closing my account, I decided I would at least stick out the month and see what happened. Then, for some reason, I decided that couldn’t come soon enough. Sitting at dinner with my friends, I quietly pulled out my smartphone and began the process. Was I sure … Continue reading →

If there’s anything I detest, it’s my roommate asking if I want to go to breakfast with her the next day, only for her to decide not to after I’ve forced myself to get up out of bed earlier than I wanted to.  Anyway. Now I get to sit here with burning eyes and no … Continue reading →

Faux Pas

Today, I wore leggings, boots, and an oversized sweatshirt to class, which made me realize I really am not the kind of girl who wears leggings, boots, and oversized sweatshirts to class. Continue reading →

Spending lunch sitting idly while my friends quote Pitch Perfect–which I haven’t seen–back and forth. Continue reading →

I’d like to believe you couldn’t help but smile when you got out of work and saw a text message from me on your phone. I’d like to think I have that effect. Continue reading →

When Do We Give Up?

Miss Universe 2012 Olivia Culpo is twenty years old. She’s conventionally beautiful and highly musically talented, and now, she’s (according to the Miss Universe pageant) the world’s most beautiful woman. I’m twenty years old as well. I’m a few inches shorter than the average woman. I’ve worn glasses since the third grade, and they’ve become … Continue reading →