I’m A Pretty, Pretty, Butterfly!

What’s up ladies and gentlefingers! I’m back from my shame fueled guilt cocoon, Oh how I have missed thee! So much has happened in the last few weeks. The spring semester wrapped up, I’m now #teamiPhone, it’s summer time in my corner of the world and everyday is palm tree hell!!!! Real quick question: If […]

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While You Were Out…

I’m like a baby. Well, more like a peek-a-boo enthusiast. Once I put my hands over my eyes, the universe implodes into an unfathomable white hole. At least that’s what I think happens when I neglect to post for a while. I’m sure that’s not the case at all. Your lives probably continue; reluctantly checking your emails, being scolded at Starbucks when you call a […]

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Summer’s Around the Corner…

… and I’ve been thinking about the end of the semester and how my summer will go. I still have three finals to attend to as well as courses to take over the summer. the month of April has kept me busier than the hamsters (poor lil tired furry feet) that run the internet. I want to finish strong […]

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15 Random Things About ME!

1. I’ve been obsessed with blazers since High School. Whenever my collection grows I feel like Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie. 2. I adopted this new baby earlier this week. Welcome to the family boo! my newest addition… 3. My nose is almost ALWAYS stuffy! (I’m usually running’ on one nostril) 4. I hate when people smooth their eyebrows […]

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(W)here’s (T)he (F)rosting?

I’m getting sick and tired of beind sick and tired of my gotdang self. Like so many panes of colored glass yet unpolished; so incredibly opaque that my window is unintelligible. How could anyone appreciate me when I can’t even see the beauty in myself….yet. I’m so rough, so unfinished, so lackluster. I’m so unspeakably […]

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Inherent to Success

I stand in my own way. Block the gates to my own success; the Minotaur in my own maze. I everyday ready myself, gird my loins, to flank the vanguard and do battle with an over sized cyclops while I spin a web, weave excuses longer than “The Iliad”. But a passion, an emptiness, an […]

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