College Kid Issues #3


I think everybody at some point in their life has annoying neighbors. When you live in a dorm, those people are much closer to you, and therefore that much more annoying. I am currently residing on the second floor a suite style dorm hall. And I may have the most annoying residents ever surrounding me. Continue reading


Anal Sex and Orgies: Things NOT to Tell People


My friends have a tradition of going to a bar called Lucky Lou’s every Friday night, and since I’ve just recently turned 21 they’ve asked me to join them. The first week wasn’t too exciting; nobody got drunk and there wasn’t any drama, and I mistakenly thought that every Friday night would that uneventful. I’ll apologize right now because this is going to be a long post, but I promise you that it’s worth it. Continue reading

Secondhand Embarrassment


I was watching the Emmy’s on Sunday night and it helped me come up with this topic, secondhand embarrassment. Alex also suffers from secondhand embarrassment so she’ll be joining me in this post.

Let’s start off with the definition provided by the always amusing urban dictionary. Secondhand embarrassment is the personal embarrassment that one feels on account of and for another (i.e. a friend, a family member or a complete stranger) who is making a fool of him or herself. A person experiencing secondhand embarrassment feels as if they are doing the embarrassing action themselves, effectively putting themselves in the other person’s shoes.

I cannot even begin to explain to you how much this happens to me, even over the littlest things. For instance, the Emmy’s on Sunday night, I can’t watch award shows without cringing. I watched the whole show on mute and even then I still got uncomfortable for some of those people. Especially the people presenting, because they’re trying to be funny and it usually doesn’t come off well and it is really hard to watch. If you watched it then you saw the moment where the woman tripped up the stairs, and I knew it was coming right when she lifted the hem of her dress to start up. Knowing it was going to happen, don’t ask me how I just did, I turned away and right when I turned back to the television she was making her way back up from stumbling. Again I had to turn away, but as I watched her speech with the TV muted she didn’t seem phased at all….and here I was trying to hide like it happened to me. Continue reading

You’ve Got a Friend in Me


I’m curious about how many of you saw the title and sang those words, possibly thinking of Toy Story, instead of reading them.

Anyways, down to business. Alex posted the second edition of College Kid Issues yesterday, so I decided to talk about something different. I was sitting in my psych class, hardly paying any attention whatsoever, and my teacher started talking about who we surround ourselves with. She said that we tend to surround ourselves with people who are “nourishing,” who make us feel better about ourselves. This brought up something I usually think about, and I thought I’d share it with the few of you who actually read this blog. This is all going to sound extremely conceited, but it’s not meant to come across that way.

I often wonder how it is that I have friends or how people can keep on putting up with me; I am the complete opposite of what one considers a “nourishing” person. I’m sarcastic, critical and I make people laugh at the expense of other’s. I am an equal opportunist when it comes to making fun of people though, which is maybe why people continue to stand me and my “abuse.” Continue reading

College Kid Issues #2


Last week, Amanda ranted about the annoying things people do in college. I’m here to expand on one of her points, and add one of my own. Both of the people I am talking about are in my 8am Philosophy class.

In her rant, Amanda mentioned people showing up late all the time to class.

There’s this girl in my philosophy class who shows up fifteen minutes late every day. EVERY DAY. Keep in mind we’ve had this class six times. All six times she has been fifteen minutes late. On the nose. It’s never like ten or twenty minutes. It’s always fifteen. I always get pretty annoyed when people are always late. But what annoys me the most about this girl has more to do with my professor’s habits than hers.

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The Tale of the Wisdom Teeth


So my brother just recently had his wisdom teeth taken out, and Alex wanted me to tell a story so I decided I’d share my wisdom teeth experience with you all.

I had heard all the horror stories going into it, about how much pain there was and how swollen the cheeks would get and all of that good stuff; I’d be lying if I said I didn’t think about how my own experience would turn out, but what happened to me was definitely not what I imagined.

Alright, let’s see….I thought it was going to be good a good time, because when they were prepping me they hooked me up with some sweet jams to listen to throughout the whole thing. They hit me with the laughing gas first and then hooked me up to the anesthetic. For the time being, I’m feeling pretty damn good.

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