Long-distance relationships suck. I don’t recommend it; in fact, I would say avoid them if at all possible. Sometimes though, long-distance happens. Summers and semesters away from one another can be inevitable realities, and if the options are break up or suck it up, sometimes you have to deal with Read More…
I am not original. I hate to admit it, but it’s true. My creativity is stunted; my ideas are limited and heavily inspired by others. Being incredibly pretentious, it is terribly painful for me to admit to you, dear reader, that I am but a combination of the ideas of Read More…
Well, you know when you pedal, and you don’t go anywhere?” my friend answered when I asked her what was exactly wrong with my fashionably functional bicycle. Though I had ridden it to her house only the night before, I had a feeling there was something slightly off with my Read More…
Sex is gloriously disgusting. A wonderfully fun meld of sweat, saliva and sexual fluids, the result is more than a little gross. Looked at from the right angle, sex is down right unsexy. Anyone who has been down in the trenches can tell you: there are some pretty unsavory side Read More…
My last grocery bill totaled about $35, a budget that naturally excludes the likes of King Pin runs. Intended for two weeks worth of ten-minute dinners, quick orange juice and banana breakfasts, trail mix laced with too much chocolate snacks, and other such indulgent necessities, my grocery list lacks the Read More…
When I handed my friend a camera and told her my grandma wanted a nice picture of me, she looked through the view finder and said “No, no, don’t try to smile, you look weird. Talk about sex!” Of course, when looking back at the pictures, I discovered that discussing Read More…
Exhibit No. 1: LeBron James is drifting on the weak side of the court, wholly uninvolved in the last home game he will ever play in Cleveland. He throws the ball out of bounds and misses 11 of his 14 shots. “I spoil a lot of people with my play,” Read More…
I’ve been trying to forget what summer’s supposed to be like. Endless days of chasing the sun’s inimitable rays, thoughtlessly swimming in a lake filled with melted snow and eating ice cream to distract tongues from talking no longer make up a typical day in my dream. This is the Read More…
Essays are a funny thing. As to why people enjoy writing them so much, I will never know. Essays from my youth were the standard — 5 paragraphs. Just think of it as a hamburger, I was once told — bun, meat, lettuce, tomato, what have you. Deviation from that Read More…
Traveling is supposed to make you smarter. Surrounded by foreign stimuli, the intelligent and discerning tourist has perked ears and sharp eyes and learns to navigate the unfamiliar with sensitive footsteps. Like the raised hairs on cold skin, perception stands at attention and responds to the smallest of touches, becoming Read More…
