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
Who are you? What are you made of? These questions may cause people to stop and think about their lives but more often than not they are brushed off. Questions like these are difficult to think about because they bring one face to face with one’s own mistakes and failings. They destroy the perfectly cultivated facade… Continue reading Remind Me Who I Am
Year two is drifting to a close. I say drifting because the time between now and my last exam seems to be floaty, immaterial almost – I am here but at the same time I’m not wholly present. After this Thursday my Winter semester will be done and my fate will be sealed in terms… Continue reading Sunshine and Shadows
It is now March and the days are swiftly spinning away from me. This next month is chock full of activities, from formals to sorority events to several late night paper writing sessions that have yet to come and I am unsure of how to react. Part of me feels compelled to pity myself and my fellow… Continue reading The Danger of Dante
Sometimes it doesn’t matter what you know in your heart of hearts, doubt still finds a way to creep into your castle of strength and creativity. You are always your harshest critic. I know this all too well. Tonight had me questioning my ability to succeed in the English portion of my double major and though… Continue reading Doubt
There is something odd about this quality we call genius. It seems at once part of another plain of reality and yet present everywhere in this life. Now I do not wish to confuse genius with anything else such as beauty or magic, so without further ado I present to you a definition. According to the New Oxford… Continue reading What Price Genius?
In some situations I simply overreact and shut down. I avoid certain topics until it seems that the person asking me questions has moved on from waiting for my response. I have been working on remedying this trait, which strangely enough only often appears in social situations with close friends. Asking for help has never been my strong suit. I’m… Continue reading Good Enough?