Everything But SQ3R

I hate studying. I always have. I’m no good at it. I’ve tried learning… I remember in high school we had to learn how to study… it was ridiculous… It was so ineffective that I had to look it up… How To Read More Effectively.  Ahhhh yes…. SQ3R: Survey, Question, Read, Recall, Review. I remember [...]

I Think I Can, I Think I Can, I Think I Can.

In my infinite old age and limitless wisdom, I have come to realize that I don’t really like dating. Shocker. I know. But after hanging out with Mr. Saturday Night, I think that I realized that it was all because of the expectations that I had unknowingly attached to the “evening”. It might not make [...]

Dear Ryan,

This whole Spinal Tumor thing of yours is really cramping my style… I mean… could you not have picked a better time to do this? I have school finals to study for. I went on a REALLY good date on Saturday night but since SOMEONE has to get a tumor removed from the INSIDE of [...]

… And All I Got Was This Bruised Toe…

I’m not gonna lie: my Duh Muscle is large and in charge. I have a staggering amount of common sense. Pair this with logical hearing, and I’m a virtual tour d’ force. Yesterday, I was involved in My First Accident (like… my first moving accident. *PROUD*)(not really). Without admitting fault, Her Back Bumper and My [...]

I Never Read It, So I Don’t Actually Know Why The Caged Bird Sings

Ahhh Mother’s day… I would really like to celebrate it this year by doing something relaxing like… napping ON TOP of my blankets (it makes a difference… you know it does) or taking a nice, long, lavender bath, or maybe giving myself a nice little pedicure. “But Arwen…” you’re saying. “You’re… um… you’re not a [...]

Cough Cough Sniffle: Severe Dental Deterioration and The NFL Defensive End Date That Never Was

You know I’m a big whiner when I’m sick. I make no secret of it. I blame my Big Cry Baby status for my constant single nature (not really) so yesterday while I was having my Best Day Ever and I felt myself starting to get sick– ok… It wasn’t a progression. It was all [...]

Admitting It Out Loud: Imaginary Truth Bubbles

Just tonight I said something out loud that I’ve known for quite some time to be truth. I never honestly tried to hide it and certainly no one really believed my half assed attempt to deny what was kind of partially a little bit but not totally true. S: “You know… she was just all [...]

Psychosomatic Illness and The Effect on The OH GAD I’M DYING! END OF DAYS! END OF DAYS!

  I am, hands down, the worst sick person you will ever meet. I think it’s because I’m such a surface level hard ass (I use that as an excuse for all of my perceived weaknesses). This past week, I spent 3 days with The Babies That I Said I’d Never Go Back To (and [...]