ever have one of those days? yanno, you fall out of bed and your dog eats your favorite shoes. you get rear-ended making you late for work. & when you get there you find out that you’re fired. although your day seems like it belongs on the pages of Alexander and the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day, if…
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i am. reminiscing
my high school homecoming was this weekend & it got me thinking back to the good ole’ days. i went through my #tbt pics and…. cringe. they brought back so many memories of the things that we used to do and say. remember bomb.com, stunt, fierce, and swaggy? and how many of you went through the phase of dip dying…
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i am. adaptable
people watching during the first few weeks of college is a blast. girls are all dressed up rushing sororities. athletes are making their way to tryouts. students are auditioning for dance companies, musicals and plays. i was running around, too, trying to decide upon which of the million clubs to join and which groups to audition for. some were ‘all…
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i am. deserving
“i know you’ll be a star in somebody else’s sky. but why, why, why can’t it be, can’t it be mine?” -pearl jam ever been completely head over heels for someone, yet know that they aren’t worth your time? i have. consistently left on read for hours, responding back the second he snapped me. believing him every time he told…
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i am. torn
i looovee the part where i get to start over in college. only a few people know that i wore the same pink & purple poncho religiously, had wacky teeth, and tried waaayyy too hard to fit in. but it’s a double edged sword. i have no background on the people i meet. is she a back stabber? would he…
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i am. assuming (social media version)
when we tell our kids the touching story of how we met, there’s a good chance that it will start with ‘well, he slid into my dms.’ our generation’s reliance on social media explains why this is where most of the flirting begins. the main problem, though? it’s hard to tell if he’s just a flirt or really into you.…
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i am. straightforward
thanks to movies like the notebook and sex and the city, we have grown up thinking that if we hide our interest in someone they will somehow magically know that we are actually in love with them, and will travel across the country just to tell us they love us back. hate to break it to ya, but that’s probably…
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i am. not qualified
“I know I probably need to do better, f*** whoever/keep my shit together/you never told me being rich was so lonely/nobody know me, oh well/hard to complain from this five-star hotel” – mac miller at the beginning of 2018, i attended the mayor of rochester hill’s birthday party and met an incredibly compelling magician, anthony grupido. to make a long…
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i am. female
i am taking a women’s studies class and my professor asked all of the students to introduce themselves in an unconventional way, and discuss what the topics of the class mean to each of us. after doing some serious thinking, i realized that i should start with who i am. i am a blogger. i am italian. i am a…
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i am. lonely
i know they said this whole transition thing would be hard, but like, dang. i figured i would just be able to skate by all of that because most of my best friends from high school go to michigan. on top of that, several people, who recognized me from my blog, have asked me to hang. i feel constantly torn…