When I first started my blog, it was me and my keyboard, trying to write something artsy enough to be good, good enough to be artsy, and funny enough to be worth the read, if I could manage it. I quickly learned that these criteria were far beyond the writing I could muster, and thus … Continue reading Hamster Wheel Head
Tag: College Life
For anyone who’s wanted the world to themselves I think everyone should get to have an afternoon where everyone else vanishes and they have the world to themselves. Because right now, I’m craving an October afternoon where the campus is dead silent, and purple-grey clouds break for haloed sunlight and outline the trees’ bare branches, … Continue reading Little City Steeped in Silence
One day at recess when I was in the third grade, a girl named Sydney materialized in front of me, yelled, “Think fast!” and promptly launched a soccer ball at my face and succeeded in hitting all of it. My equally unpopular friend Andy as my witness, this happened. Coincidentally, I have been hit dead … Continue reading Why I’m afraid of the gym: A string of horror stories
I have to adult for two whole months this summer: I’ve (sort of unwittingly) acquired a full-time internship. I’m really excited; it means I get to perform undergraduate research concerning the social aspects of schizophrenia-spectrum disorders (a mouthful, I know). I’m also taking a (boring) online class, and working on a separate project for the … Continue reading Minimalism of the Mind
The semester is over, the summer is upon us, and it’s time to adjust to a lighter schedule and sunny days! To help every busy college-girl out, I thought I’d share my summer morning routine! Enjoy. Wake up, check the time, and go back to sleep. This morning, I woke up at 7:04. I … Continue reading My Summer Morning Routine
On the day I realized my life was a political statement, I was sitting in the dermatologist's office, a small, white-walled exam room covered in pamphlets featuring beautiful women with clear skin. I'd sat on the same exam table a thousand times before; it's something I've been forced to do since acne colonized my face … Continue reading This is about what the doctor said next
She looked at the room with tired eyes – the kind that felt worn out, like maybe there were just lumps of coal in the sockets where her eyes were supposed to be – and she wondered. She did it lazily, because the blood in her veins and arteries was thick like maple syrup, and … Continue reading Ransacked and Lived in
“How the hell are you supposed to fall asleep when the world is bursting with life in the shadows, teeming with mystery in the darkness?” -A very likely over-caffeinated me at 2 AM on some random weeknight last October From: The Notes App on my Phone Everyone writes about writer’s block. We cry the woes … Continue reading Writer’s Paralysis
About six months ago, I went through an especially painful breakup with Netflix. I swore my ex off, lamenting all the time I lost in my less-than rewarding relationship. In short, I wanted my productivity back. The result? At first, it wasn’t revolutionary. I spent much of the time I would’ve spent binge-watching shows scrolling … Continue reading My Imaginary Pigeon
Last night, the clouds vomited some freezing rain, and now it’s been reduced to a slushy, white residue mixed with salt that leaves a mess at your front door. It’s so overcast that the sky doesn’t appear to be cloudy at all. It just looks like one solid layer of gray. If one of Harry … Continue reading Sinuses, Syllabi, and Sluggish First Days
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