Showing posts from March, 2014


Being an only child, you tend to rely pretty heavily on stories. When there are no other little kids at home to play make-believe with, you instead learn to talk to Barbie dolls and re-watch the same VHS tapes to pass the time. And in those stories, we follow closely behind princesses and knights fighting ultimate evil--masterfully swinging swords through the air or defying destiny in the rawest form of bravery. Relying on these imaginary settings, I grew up thinking you could only be brave if you slayed the dragon, but since becoming better acquainted with adulthood, I've learned that bravery is rather ordinary more often than not.
To me, bravery can be as simple as being passionate. It's not apologizing for the music you listen to and squawking along to the radio. Bravery is telling your parents that instead of pursuing a stable office job, you'd rather move to the city and write for a living, even if it means waiting tables in-between freelance work. Bravery is saying y…

25 Facts About Me

Well wouldn't you know it, readers: we've reached our first milestone. 25 posts! That may not seem like a lot, but I'm still just as excited as ever to be updating you on my life and my stories. So to reach well into the double-digits without tiring of this relationship we have is pretty exciting if you ask me. I was thinking about what I wanted to post to commemorate this mildly riotous occasion, and I decided that even though we've been going steady for 3 months now, you still don't know a lot about me. And thus I present 25 Facts About Me, one for each post I've written thus far.

1) I'm an only child, although I have three step-siblings: a boy and two girls. When I was younger, I would claim them as my full-blood brother and sisters, but we've never lived in the same house or have even been too close. But nevertheless they're awesome
2) I have a dog named Hollie, who's a miniature Schnoodle (Schnauzer-Poodle mix) and completely adorable. Earl…

Weight Room Anxiety and Getting Fit (maybe)

If you've been reading along for a while, I've mentioned going to the gym a few times. Additionally, if you know me in real life you're more than aware of my newfound love for working out. However, doing 30 minutes on the elliptical followed by the same strength training routine got old fast, and as I felt myself tiring of my usual workout, I knew it was time for a drastic change. Enter the weight room. Literally.

Over my spring break, my roommate's brother's girlfriend (it's confusing I know--try to keep up) took me and Roomie to Gold's Gym to work out. Naive and exhausted, we assumed we'd get our usual hour workout in, give or take, but surprise surprise: instead we used intimidating weight machines and bars and actually managed to keep up. Of course, we were struggling through a good portion of the routine, but I think we both knew this workout was the start of a new fitness regime. I'd heard people on Twitter and friends in real life raving and …

Lessons Learned from Taylor Swift

If you don't have the pleasure of knowing me in real life, you may be unaware of my everlasting love for Taylor Swift. Seriously, I think it's a spiritual thing at this point. I mean, the girl inspired my tattoo...if that doesn't sum it up for you I don't know what will. But anyway, that's not really the point; today I really wanted to talk about the lesson we can all learn from Taylor Swift, though trust me there are quite a few. Maybe I'll come back to those in later posts.

First of all, let's address the elephant in the room: a lot of people hate Taylor Swift for unjustified reasons. If you ask someone why they feel so strongly opposed to her, their arguments will most likely fall into one of two categories: "She dates so many boys/She's a slut" or "Maybe she should write a song called 'Maybe I'm the Problem!'"** Each claim is more exhausting than the other, and let me tell you why: people just hate her because she'…


Here's a good rule of thumb, kids: when your roommate mentions the fact that "you haven't blogged in a while", it's probably best to listen to her and write something down. Blogging, for me at least, is one of those things that seems like it's going to be such a chore, but once I start the first sentence, the overwhelming catharsis and clarity I feel is comparable to a hot shower after a hard workout. The only problem is I often forget the refreshing, soothing part of the ordeal and only focus on the negative. Maybe that speaks miles about my personality--you psych majors out there can feel free to analyze in the comments--but the point is I'm here now. And much like a pathetic, cheating husband, I'm here to say this is the last time; I won't leave you again baby, I promise!

So anyway, as tonight is the much-awaited Academy Awards, I thought I'd talk about movies! But not critically-acclaimed movies, because I'm not too much of a film buff…