• My So Called Life

    3 Signs that I Need a New Job

    I had an epiphany a couple of days ago. I could have spent the day obsessing over it, letting it ruin my day and sending me into a rage spiral. Instead I finally saw it for what it was: proof that I needed to continue on my journey of betterment or I would be stuck working for idiots the rest of my life.

  • Living Single

    Attack on Finals

    If finals were giant monsters, it would be appropriate to say I was under attack. I thought I was doing so well, pacing myself and getting ahead on all my assignments. Yet, despite what I thought was careful planning I find myself inundated with multiple research papers due at the same time and the worst of the worst: Final Exams. How did things get so out of control?

  • Living Single,  My So Called Life

    Be Still My Traitorous Heart

    I don’t know whether to be encouraged or outraged that at my age I still get all flustered in the presence of a fine specimen of maleness. Is that a good thing? I am sure my face went slack and I just stared like a goofball. I would be embarrassed at my utter lack of composure but ain’t nobody got time to dwell on that shit. The moment has passed and I can’t undo it. At least I was wearing clean clothes. Ha ha.