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Say No To Slurpers
So I’ve had some strange friends. I’ve known some strange people. I’ve seen people who breathe just through their mouths, people who pick their ear lobes when talking, and people who twitch when they talk. All these quirks are okay. But what is not okay, is weird eating habits. No. You see a girl. She →
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Stop Staring Professor, I’m Blogging…
Hey, I’m trying to survive. I sleep four hours a day, and sometimes I skip out on it altogether. I paint my nails while taking notes on a book, while writing an email, while drinking my morning cup of coffee. My conversations with people have started to involve words like “thesis”, “your media analysis”, “my →
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Remember That?
What can you say about memory? Nobody knows the future but everybody, everybody knows their past. I don’t know how it is for other people, but I remember it all. The worst part of total recall though, is standing in front of it, arms open wide. Hit me. You take that girl there, standing with →
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The Red Lipstick Debate
For the last two days whenever I’ve dug into my book bag for a pen, I’ve invariably found a red lipstick pencil. Hmm. I might be the living breathing embodiment of the education vs looks debate. Do people automatically assume a pretty girl will be incompetent? Or is it the other way around? It’s a →
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Once Upon A Time In California…
I woke up today with sunshine in my hair. No, seriously. My dorm room is currently suffering a power outage. While this means no light in the room, it hasn’t stopped the air conditioner from working on full blast. This means I have to keep the windows open just so I don’t freeze while I →
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That Grasshopper’s Sitting On A Book, Cooking Berries
If you stepped into my room on any given evening in the year 2007, you’d invariably find me curled up somewhere, reading. How I miss thirteen and all the years that preceded it. Childhood was a time where I saved up all my pocket money to buy a fuzzy slip covered notebook, which I then →
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What Sings Beneath The Earth (fiction)
So I’ve decided to take the bull by the horns and dab away at a spot of fiction. I’m an impatient person so fiction doesn’t come easily to me. Short stories, let alone full blown novels have completely evaded me. Except now I’ve written something. Oh what an accomplishment. The piece is called What Sings →
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Send Me Flowers Again…
Ring. “Drat!” The doorbell goes off Ten minutes to nine Precisely timed, Flowers on the porch Silver holder, pink card “From a secret admirer” “Oh, not again!” * I’m clean worn out With this flower business Just last week It was chocolates, A month ago Love poem, printed out I know my eyes sparkle And →
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How To…Tell If You’re A Clingy Best Friend
7 Signs That Show If You’re A Clingy Best Friend 1. Speed Dial Cling On – Your best friend has been given a dedicated key on your dial pad, so you can contact them in the space of seconds should an emergency arise. For example, your hairdresser cuts your hair an inch too short and →
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Ghetto Harry Potter Meets Gay Mr. Darcy
I’ve always admired writers who can dabble in fiction. I myself, although not a writer yet, have never approached the imaginary world, at least not on paper. More than fiction, however, I’m curious about fan fiction. Taking up another’s original idea, concept and theme and adding your own version it. So Harry Potter could be →