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As a 20-year-old, I was on top of the world, using up my last Spring Break as a college kid to hike through Moab, Utah, with my best friend, my boyfriend, and his younger brother. We had stopped in Denver for a day, had our fortunes read by an old friend who was a grad student at the local university, oohed and awed inside the … Continue reading Dear COVID-19: Are you going to last forever?
As a writer, I have learned the harsh reality that not everyone will love what I write. On a daily basis, I struggle with knowing that what I create will be continuously up for critique, constructive criticism, and relentless editing. This is the burden all writers will inevitably face one day. I like to over-use the word ‘as’, and ‘-ing’, and ‘and’. I enjoy seeing … Continue reading How to be a good writer: Tips from a bad one
I have it all. I really do, and I’m not just saying that to make myself feel better. I’m lucky enough to attend a university that is happy to have me. Since my freshman year, I have only been doing what I love, which is writing and reading and meeting brand new people and trying brand new things. I have an incredible job as a … Continue reading Nexplanon, I won’t miss you
I left high school weighing a good 135 pounds, and good God, that sounds pretty. It seems tiny, too. Which is interesting, as I spent most of my teenage years punishing myself for the way I looked. For most of my life, I found tiny things I hated about myself. As a kindergartener, I used to stare at my eyelashes and wish I could pluck … Continue reading Post-High School Bikini Bod
Right in this very moment, I smell like a week-old plate of french fries. Which is interesting, because I’ve been on a strict no-diabetes-in-a-red-box-of-sin diet. Deeper than that, stronger than this stench sticking to me like a second-skin, I am thumbing through my journal. It’s a leather-bound notebook, designed by Patricia Nash and gifted to me by my dear friend. Through out the day, it … Continue reading Pen, Conquerer of Anxiety
There are moments where I absolutely hate the thought of waking up and going to school. Sometimes, I stare at my ceiling for minutes, praying for another two hours of sleep to magically appear on my phone’s digital clock. As a college student, I am always running out of time. There is never enough time to go home for the weekend, to see everyone, to … Continue reading school heckin’ sucks
As a vegetarian who pushes aside all morals in the face of shrimp and salmon, I have found difficulty in eating at college. I have the incredible privilege to live in a dorm, which is the direct consequence of working as a college RA. Unfortunately, with that comes the meal plan, which I eat away with gallons of carbs coming in all forms. My favorite … Continue reading Ramen, my dearest
Over the duration of my Fall semester at OU, my life has gone through countless endeavors. I am still trying to find a healthy balance between work, school and family. But, somehow, I managed to make time to for my internship at Lindsey + Asp. I loved every moment of Lindsey + Asp, from the people that I met to the way I was allowed … Continue reading Creativity in College
In many ways, it feels like inspiration is constantly escaping out of my grasp. When I was younger, it was easier to create dead-end stories. College has a particular talent for weighing down the creative mind. I constantly worry about if I am good enough when compared to my surrounding peers. People are all overflowing with inspiration and talent, that’s something that just becomes even more … Continue reading Finding Inspiration
During Thanksgiving Break, I somehow managed to con my boyfriend, Jesse, into taking me camping in the freezing weather. We headed out together to the Devil’s Den State Park in Arkansas, overpacked down with too much supplies and 6 comforters in attempt to fight off the frigid weather. I was excited to finally have my first real camping trip, especially with Jesse. Jesse is self-described as … Continue reading Bachelor Pancakes
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