Category Archive: new experiences

Instagram Unfiltered: What I Want You To Think vs. What Actually Happened

This is the sort of illusion of introspection I wish I had come up with on my own (I say illusory because it’s the kind of introspection where it’s easy to make it sound like I’m revealing a lot more than I am), but I 100% copied this idea from a recent post on Bustle. My Instagram feed is nowhere near as beautiful (or to my credit, I think, as staged) as the author’s, but it’s still an interesting concept: we only share the “picture perfect” snapshots of our lives on Instagram, but even so, those moments are not quite as idealistic as the filters we choose would lead you to believe.

An existential crisis in an emergency room.

*author’s note: This was an essay assignment for my existentialism class. Sorry if you haven’t read Kierkegaard and have no idea what I’m talking about. I provide handy page references if you’d like… Continue reading

Let’s hear it for New York

New York City. The Big Apple. The City that Never Sleeps. I honestly don’t think I have anything to say about the place that has not already been said. But I have things… Continue reading

Big Girl Badge: I Survived a Car Accident

The lovely ladies at The Gloss proposed a challenge: submit a story about something you’ve done that moved you towards being a grown-up. AKA, earned you your Big Girl Badge. Unfortunately I didn’t… Continue reading

You Da One

 Rihanna’s You Da One was playing when I thought I was going to die. If there had been anyone else in the car with me, they may not have been able to hear… Continue reading

Grass and Gravy: an Epiphany

Did you know: that grass turns brown in the winter? Did you know: that birds fly south when it gets cold? Did you know: that you probably don’t know where every dish in… Continue reading

We’re halfway there, Livin’ on a prayer

That song actually makes me think of a time before college. Before roommates, learning my way around campus, actually having to study for exams, paying rent to a landlord and killing a cockroach… Continue reading

I’ve got ho(m)es in different area codes

My mother recently texted me, inquiring about my best friend’s home address. This is a best friend whose family lives in my old hometown in Michigan. Though born and raised in Coldwater like… Continue reading

In the blink(s) of an eye

My how things change. How time flies. How everything is different in the blink of an eye. Or 5,744,640 blinks, because humans blink approximately 15,360 times a day (if you’re getting eight hours… Continue reading

For Sale

Driving into Tunica, Mississippi is surprisingly similar to driving into Coldwater, Michigan. The sky is colored an unnatural orange hue above a corner of both locales, due to the county prison lights in… Continue reading