I am an Instagram and Youtube junkie. Ironically, for as little as I post, it’s crazy how much time I spend on both apps. I’m not proud of this fact to be honest (to be honest even while writing this post I’ve picked up my phone 5 times without a definite purpose).
“I learned to love myself, I was able to finally sit down and think about what I wanted in my life- not what my family wanted, my boyfriend, my friends, but ME. What were my dreams and goals I didn’t even dare to think of accomplishing?”
That moment was when those cute butterflies became lead weights in my stomach and I froze. I would prefer to say I blackout and vaguely remember what happened next but I would be lying. I remember everything exactly.
By my sophomore year in high school I knew that I wanted to be the president of our marching band. Something about that position of leadership was appealing to me. As a result, my sophomore leadership novice self began to listen and watch the current leaders hoping to determine what I needed to do in […]
You know that friend that can read 6 thousand books in 24 hours, is the most intellectual being you know and always has quote or author to recommend? Well that’s definitely not me. I would like to say I was on track for literary genius and veered off around high school. As a kid I […]
You guys…I am jumping on this #trending train for the Netflix documentary, Fyre. I had no idea that this festival was suck an epic fail but upon watching the documentary, we completely stunned. If you haven’t already seen the Fyre documentaries that everyone is talking about, then listen to our thoughts and watch the Netflix doc. What went wrong? What can we learn? Let’s discuss!
There is a very big part of me that has delayed writing this post for fear of rejection from you. A part of me doesn’t want to be this honest because I know revealing this little corner of my thoughts might make you uncomfortable; it might even cause you to disown or reject me. But as these thoughts trapped in the confines of my mind demand to be released, I’ve decided to breathe and share anyway.
Fair warning, this is about race.
So with blind confidence, I announced to my co-workers that I would soon be bringing in different cakes for them to tase as I honed my skills and accepted my destiny as a cake baker. No one could tell me anything. (You can probably guess how this ends.)
We sit down with Melissa Charles, Assistant Director for African American Student Development at UC Berkley and discuss growing up as a first-gen kid and how black people make everything fun!
2018 has come and gone. Whether you’ve had a great year or the worst, we can all look back and pull out a few things we learned about ourselves, others, and our surroundings. I’ve learned a few thing in this 2018 year. Here are a few (at least that I can remember)
Lets be real though, if you know me, you know I’m not perfect. *gasp*
No one is; I understand that…in theory. But I still fear failure in the day to day. Being the internal perfectionist that I am for as long as I can remember, failure has never been comfortable (not that it’s welcomed by the general population; I guess i have a particular aversion to it). It’s just not fun.
It’s surprising how quickly the year seem to fly by as you get older. It feels like just yesterday I was writing down unrealistic new year’s resolutions and dreaming about where I would be in 12 months. But alas, the holidays have arrived and my goals for the have come and gone as well. Next […]
Today I turned down my first date in some time. Don’t tell my mother.
Overthinking is that moment you stop and replay the last conversation wondering if they might misinterpret what you said. It’s not saying hi to your crush because you are afraid they might see you as desperate. (Well, lets just admit that anything having to do with the person you’re attracted to leads to overthinking.) It’s feeling out of place among people you call your friends when you’re convinced that you have nothing to add to the conversation.
Overthinking can be debilitating.
I sat in the drivers seat of my parents Toyota Sequoia, completely overwhelmed and utterly despondent. My body betrayed me as tears began to spill down my cheeks. My hunched shoulders trembled as I gasped for the next breath, in direct conflict to the strong, resolute image I had predetermined to uphold. “This wouldn’t have […]
I am an outgoing introvert. It sounds like an oxymoron.
Over the course of my life, I’ve found my internal balance between both sides are so close that it becomes tricky when my friends try to understand me or when meeting new friends. Thankfully, I’m not the only one. I’ve met a good number of friends who think similarly. And in an effort to explain the complexities of us outgoing introverts, here are a few things you need to know about your extroverted introvert friends.