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Ice Cream Antisocial

I don't normally go out of my way to start conversations with strangers. When I do, I can usually tell right away if they are the sort of person I affiliate myself with. Nine times out of ten, they aren't. My apartment complex hosts events in their Clubhouse pretty often. I'm usually in class when… Continue reading Ice Cream Antisocial

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Murder Most Fowl 2: Dumpster Conniving

No matter where I try to sleep, the birds will always find me. I once had a brief war with a woodpecker that decided prime time for pecking was during the wee hours of the morning, and the location for the aforementioned pecking was right outside my bedroom window. The woodpecker is back, by the way,… Continue reading Murder Most Fowl 2: Dumpster Conniving

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I’ve Been Mistaken for Someone Who is Sunny

For reasons unbeknownst to me, I've been nominated for the Sunshine Blogger Award. I didn't think this day would ever come, and if it had, I only assumed it would be because I had poured a lot of my money into some other blogger's ventures. But this didn't cost me a dime! I didn't have… Continue reading I’ve Been Mistaken for Someone Who is Sunny

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It’s 1 AM and the Police are Shutting Down a Party

I'd had a personal internalized vendetta against the obnoxious idiots who lived in the apartment below me. A vendetta that included complaining to my roommates and mumbling to myself and not addressing the situation like a responsible adult should. But it's finally happening! And I didn't have to do it! Someone else finally worked up… Continue reading It’s 1 AM and the Police are Shutting Down a Party

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It’s 5 AM and My Neighbors Won’t Shut Up

I don't even live on campus, so I don't know why this is, but somehow my downstairs neighbors are the loudest people in my apartment complex. This perplexes me because up until about 2 weeks ago, I didn't even know anyone was living down there. My upstairs neighbors, the stampede of high heel-wearing wild animals… Continue reading It’s 5 AM and My Neighbors Won’t Shut Up

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I’m a College Graduate and Everything Feels the Same

College graduation: The pinnacle of undergrad achievement. The ceremony where I would finally get the approximately three seconds of recognition I didn't really deserve. In the weeks leading up to the ceremony, I had been scrambling to finish all of my final essays and counting down the days for the torture to finally end. I… Continue reading I’m a College Graduate and Everything Feels the Same

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I Don’t Fear the Dentist, Dad Jokes Are Another Story

I've never been afraid of the dentist. Growing up, whenever someone asked me which I preferred between a trip to the doctor or a trip to the dentist (which happened quite often for some reason) I always told them dentist. They would always prefer the doctor which made no sense to me because doctors give… Continue reading I Don’t Fear the Dentist, Dad Jokes Are Another Story

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Losing God in a House of Prayer

I was brought up in a Christian church, so from a young age, my Sundays revolved around a belief in God that I didn’t question. Every summer, I would go away to a religious camp for one week in July. It was there I that felt closest to God, and it was there I discovered… Continue reading Losing God in a House of Prayer

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My First (and Last) Attempt at Sports

When I was in fifth grade, I played a season of softball. I had never played any sports before then and I showed no interest in them, either. I enjoyed running, but I hardly had any softball experience. After little deliberation, (because I was a brash, I'm-doing-this-try-and-stop-me kind of kid) I decided softball was going… Continue reading My First (and Last) Attempt at Sports

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Cold-Blooded Interview

If I thought my chances of getting this internship were good prior to this phone call, I have lost the will to live since hanging up the phone. I had practiced for this interview. I memorized my top three strengths and weaknesses, why I was a good fit for the job, and I was ready… Continue reading Cold-Blooded Interview