Little Glass House

Dear University: If you expect me to give a profound and in-depth reflection on the interaction between the theories discussed in class and...

Ah, the joys of procrastination. This time, it's entirely justified. The girl who lives upstairs is shouting at someone, I assume the bo...

Today I feel like myself again. My free-spirited, overthinking, big-dreaming, frustrated, open-minded, inspired, driven, joyous self. It...

I'm somewhere in limbo again. In a not-so-happy limbo I keep finding myself in between "Everything's going great" and ...

Things have changed. Lots of things. My writing style, certainly. And my writing habits. I've discovered in a quasi-archaeological dig t...

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas. Well, beginning probably isn't the right word. It's been looking like Christmas (...

Yep, I've been inspired. So, a couple of additions to The List: Get to at least 50 on at least three separate "Best 100 ________...

The flying spaghetti monster only knows why I'm writing a post right now. When I'm in between classes, 3 hours away from a midterm, ...

This is me not panicking. This is me not staring at my calendar, feeling hopelessly behind already and wondering why the hell I decided to d...

Don't tell anyone, but I've got everybody fooled. I know, it was news to me too. My ex boyfriend/best friend in town, my friends, my...

The ones who wrapped me up in a snuggy (one of those as-seen-on-TV blankets with sleeves) pushed a cup of tea into my hand and sat me down o...

I'm trying to write this as quickly as possible before the feeling fades again. It's fleeting, that feeling of freedom. Joan Jett ha...

These are things I know. Things a part of me has likely always known. Things I've thought, and hinted. Some things I've said implici...

I'm bored. Yep, that's right. Somehow working twice a week and seeing my friends once in a blue moon just isn't enough for me an...

Do you want to know a secret? Do you promise not to tell? Can I say all the things that I want to? First: I am not the person I so desperate...

So I can't paint my room. (Well, I don't even really have a room to paint.) I can't pick out throw pillows, curtains, or storage...

I have tried to write a post at least three times since my last one. I know it's at least three because of the little stumpy beginnings ...

Gypsy soul? Check. Someone to rock it? erm... More than you bargained for? Check. Someone to tell everything they want to hear? not really.....

Sooooo... three cheers for the overly-optimistic nut. I like to think I'm not too picky, really, I like things to be mostly upfront. I m...

A two-part post today, at least unless I think of another topic, and then who knows how many parts might present themselves? First, what sta...

I don't know why it takes so much less effort to break me down than it does to build me up. One comment, probably a joke, about my compa...

You learn new things every day. I'm going to keep learning things, even things I don't necessarily want to know. All knowledge is wo...

My bags are packed, I'm ready to go. Holy fucking shit. Pardon my french. Am I excited? Out of my mind. Am I scared? Out of my mind. Ter...

I didn't mean to read it, honest. But there they were, the words from the deep dark place, laid out in blue ink on paper. It gave me a g...

Okay, so I have to get my jollies somehow. I'm only slightly panicked about the whole performance to-do, the fact that we're suppose...

I'm defined not by what I am, but by what I'm not. What I'm not is getting to be a much shorter list. One small step. A few old ...

What happens now? What can happen, really? What do you do, what can you do, when you realize that you are everything that you hate about the...

She's baaaaaaack. Ladies and gentlemen this is how it starts. A little eyeliner, some music from a byegone age, and I'm back in the ...

Five matches later. I won't be lighting up much else for awhile. Not until I'm sure. Burned an entire pack one by one yesterday. Was...

What you don't have you don't need it now, what you don't know you can feel somehow. I found her. I realized I found her yesterd...

New Years is a good time for introspection. It's not exactly New Years anymore, rather getting into the next decade. I have resolutions,...