30-Day Writing Challenge, Day 30: One thing you’re excited for

Right now, the spring semester is at the top of things for which I’m super excited!

My classes are entirely in my majors/minors (no Astrophysics this time!), so I’ll be immersed in subjects I love (not to mention my GPA will appreciate it!).

On top of that, I’ll be reuniting with my advisor/favourite professor for a class on one of our shared favourite subjects.

Additionally, I’ll be moving into a new (bigger!) dorm room.  While I’m insanely sad to leave my amazing first roommate, I also adore the new one I’ll acquire!



Goodbye, shoebox.  

Perhaps the most exciting aspect of the new semester, however, is the opportunity to get new school supplies!  What’s more exciting than post-its and notebooks?  Absolutely nothing (except puppies and Tiffany’s, of course!).


30-Day Writing Challenge, Day 29: The last birthday you had

My last birthday was my 20th, and it was pretty darn great.

Upon waking up, my wonderful roommate had left a note on our door.


Later, a Halloween-themed Her Campus meeting was followed by gathering together some friends for Olive Garden!


The night was topped off with a friend’s “cocktail” party, where Happy Birthday was sung and cards and gifts were distributed.  Moral of the story?  I’ve got a pretty amazing college family.



30-Day Writing Challenge, Day 27: What you wore today

Though this is posted earlier, for challenge purposes, it’s actually reflecting my outfit from December 27!

Today, I headed to a friend’s baby’s 1st birthday party.  The birthday boy had a great time, and I loved my outfit!



We’re still in the Christmas spirit! 

I paired my love for polka dots with my beloved black & maroon colour scheme to make what I sure think was a pretty great outfit.

Add some red lipstick, mascara, and a few necessary accessories, and I was good to go! 🙂



30-Day Writing Challenge, Day 26: Things you’d say to an ex

Contrary to popular belief, I don’t really have a trail of broken hearts behind me.  Hypothetically, though, I’d probably include a lot of thinly veiled Taylor Swift references.  That being said, enjoy this collection of breakup songs!



30-Day Writing Challenge, Day 25: Four weird traits you have

I’m unquestionably strange.  Here’s just a sampling of my eccentricities:

1.  “I’m a slut for dogs”

A direct quote from one of my peers, I’m rather obsessed with these cuddly four-legged creatures.  At their best, they quiet my anxiety.  At the least, they’re amazing snuggle buddies.  Whether it’s obsessing over Cooper, visiting my advisor (‘s dog), or stalking the pet store for “socialization” purposes.


This is Henry.

2.  I’m quite certain I’ll marry Prince Harry.  Who else will buy me Tiffany’s?


3.  I walk on my toes at weird times.  Sock-ing it up in the halls of the dorm?  I’m probably on my toes.  My feet resemble a cat/dog, raised for inexplicable purposes.  Don’t know why, don’t know how to stop it.  I’m also incredibly disturbed by feet as a rule, so that’s an addition.


4.  I insist on naming my electronics.  With the exception of my phone, Philip, they’re all males, too.


30-Day Writing Challenge, Day 24: Something You Miss

As I write this, I’ve reached the dark plateau of emptiness between 75% of my finals and the blissful point of coming home for the holidays.


Particularly seeing this little guy.

Despite spending a whole lot of time bashing the area in which I grew up, there are doubtlessly a few silver linings.

Dunkin’ Donuts.

My family.

The brilliant little pizza shop that I will continue to frequent despite my deathly allergy.

The excess of Italian restaurants surrounding my neighborhood.

The cute little park that my dog loves, for the purpose of ducks.

Dunkin’ Donuts.

Christmas movies queued up to watch.

Cookies to be baked, presents to be given, and crafts to be made.

Puppy cuddles.


And Dunkin’ Donuts.

30-Day Writing Challenge, Day 23: A family member you dislike

When I first glanced at this prompt, I was more that a bit shocked.  How  do normal people respond to this?  If it’s not an anonymous blog, which I guess might help, it’s got to be awkward to announce your hatred of Aunt Stacey.

Luckily for me (an ironic way of looking at it, really), I’ve got an entire 50% of my genes to hate, thanks to an early falling out.  By that logic,  I can safely say that I truly despise my birth father and all those associated with him.

Even more fortunately, I have a complete family.  I have my mom and her family, both blood and by marriage. I have an amazing college family:  friends, professors, coworkers, and passersby.

I wouldn’t have it any other way.