Ah. Thanksgiving is right around the corner. I can already taste the traffic that awaits me on my journey home. All jokes aside, I realize that I’m closely approaching the home stretch of this fall semester. So deadlines, exams and my highly anticipated trip to India are a lot closer than I pretend they’re not.
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[They/Them] Nonbinary aspiring journalist and podcaster. Fan of baseball, football, superheroes and pizza from New York.
Morning thoughts because what is sleep
The following sentences will probably make no sense but that’s what happens when I get hardly any sleep but want to watch the sunrise because #priorities. More or less this is the train of thought I had this morning.
A price beyond any cash amount
As my senses get tackled by this country’s overwhelming need to make everything ooze Christmas ever since the clocks hit 12:01am on November 1st, I realize we’re getting close to one of the holidays I have an immense love / hate for.
Recipe for relaxation
It’s odd that one of the most therapeutic things I only started doing because my older cousin stopped doing it.
It’s hard to see the light in the darkest of closets
One of the biggest steps in being happy with who I am this summer came in the form of actually coming out as demisexual. Don’t get me wrong, I rode that emotional high of coming out and being accepted by my friends and family for weeks after. For all the stress I felt, that moment of just putting it out there and being accepted was just so empowering. It was everything I could have ever wanted and I just remember looking back and thinking: “why the hot fudge sundae did I have any reservations in coming out?” It really perplexed me how I had lived without being honest with who I am.
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Error 404: Sleep Not Found
It’s been yet another failed attempt in trying to get that coveted regular sleep schedule for Kristina.
Just a mild case of the campus plague
Other than my irritation at the fact that I accidentally deleted my post on here, it seems that I’m just suffering from a minor illness probably brought on by the campus plague.
Dork funds fun
As I sit in my blanket cacoon of invincibility (which is honestly just a comforter to hide my campus plague ridden self) I realized holy Snapbacks December is almost here.
Standardized Nonsense
So instead of having something clever here or some reasonable topic to discuss or rant about, what am I doing? Nothing too entertaining that’s for sure. My current significant other is my GRE study book & I cannot wait for this breakup.
Quality Control
Well it wouldn’t be some sort of stereotypical college experience if I didn’t have a life reevaluating moment brought on by some small talk during my philosophy class.
Irregular Spud 