wash, rinse, repeat.

They say love blinds you, but if you asked me, I’d tell you they all lied. Desire blinds you. Desperation blinds you. Fear blinds you. Love is just what we nickname it. We aren’t made to handle ugly truths. I did everything that they say one does after heartbreak. I cried. I screamed. I cursedContinue reading “wash, rinse, repeat.”

university of texas at zoom.

Who knew six months ago that we would be in the situation we are in now. I think back to then and my memory seriously eludes me, but here we are: unprecedented, yes, but something new. This year of college may not be the year we all were hoping it would be, but I am still excited for what is to come!

lucky number thirteen.

And like counting three… two… one, a snap of the fingers, a blink of the eye (aka, a wink, ah hah hah), my first year of college is done! I never knew that a year could pass by so fast, and an academic year nonetheless. I don’t know who coined the number thirteen as unlucky, but I have felt nothing but blessed throughout this thirteenth year of school.