Being a sorority woman isn’t what you think it is. Sorority women choose to be sisters. We overcome obstacles of class, race, and education to be together. We are not perfect by any means. Our organizations have flaws, every institution does, but we continue on despite hiccups and errors. My sisters are the family I… Continue reading Our Sisterhood is Real to Us
I do not remember my first Alan Rickman film. It may have been the original Die Hard since I tended to watch movies like that at a young age with my parents. Of course, given my (almost) life long obsession with Harry Potter Alan Rickman has always been Severus Snape in my mind. In the… Continue reading Thank You Alan Rickman
“You’re a superwoman!” Every so often this seemingly innocuous compliment slips from the mouth of one of my friends or sisters and, without fail, each time I hear it I cringe internally. It’s not the act of being complimented that unsettles me it’s the terminology being used in the formation of said compliment. I have never… Continue reading I Don’t Want to Be a Superwoman
There is so much that I never thought I was capable of until now. Four weeks ago I turned twenty years old and at the sound of my alarm that morning I reached for my ‘Dear Twenty Year Old Me’ letter which I had been saving since I was eleven years old. When I was eleven… Continue reading Dear Twenty Year Old Me: The Letter
At the beginning of the summer I posted an Instagram photo of several books (including Fangirl) and I captioned said photo with the words, “I hope to finish these books within the next two weeks; between summer classes and work I’ll need something fun to read. What types of books do you turn to in the… Continue reading Summer Reading
As much as I try to be a purist in terms of using words and phrases that would actually fit into an academic essay I find myself falling prey to the cultural revolution that is internet slang. I no longer cringe much when I hear people yell out the words, “That is cray-cray,” nor do… Continue reading The Struggle Is Real
I’ve been ruminating about this post since I wrote part one almost a month ago. This piece has been written and rewritten more often than I would like to admit. Everything I produced just did not seem to hit the mark in terms of what I wanted to express. I promised in my last post to discuss… Continue reading Cosplaying as a One Woman Army: I Know My Value Part 2
SEL 