My Name’s BlurryFace and I *Don’t* Care What You Think

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As I talked about in my Halloween costume post, last week I dressed up for Decades Day for my school’s homecoming celebration. I felt ecstatic when the email about the themed days was released—I immediately put aside all my homework and planned my outfits instead. I considered, briefly, that most other students wouldn’t even know about the dress up days because (shocker) they don’t check their emails. Sure enough, I was right. I thought my extravagant 80s attire would be enough of a clue that something was going on—I didn’t just dress like that for no reason. But as I marched into each of my classes and received judgmental stares…I started to feel apprehensive about my costume. But why? Why would I care what other people think? Continue reading

So Far Away: Tips for Coping with Homesickness

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Over the summer, and for years prior (since the sixth grade) that I’ve been looking forward to attending college, I always dreamt of the fun activities in which I’d participate, the interesting people I’d meet, and the endless opportunities of higher learning. While I have come to realize all of those expectations, I never stopped to consider the hardships I might face—most notably, homesickness. So far college has proven to be everything I ever imagined. But all of sudden? This week has hit me hard with an insatiable longing for home, and I’m sure I’m not the only one. While nothing will fully satisfy that desire until an actual return a la casa, most likely for Thanksgiving, here are a few tips to manage the yearning until that time comes. Continue reading

Maybe She’s Born With It, Maybe It’s Confidence

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Did you ever see the 2007 princess movie Enchanted? You know, the one with Amy Adams and Patrick Dempsey that combines (and pokes fun at) all the major fairy tales? If not, bear with me for a moment as I describe one of the scenes. Nathaniel, played by Timothy Spall aka Wormtail, watches a dramatic and horribly cheesy soap opera in which the angsty woman asks the man, “How can I love a man who doesn’t even like himself?” Is it weird that I remember this scene so vividly? Probably, but I swear I have a point to make. Continue reading