An insane person came up with the idea that 18-year-olds should decide what they want to do with the rest of their lives. It baffles me that at such a young age we are expected to figure out what we want to major in and where we will go to school to learn that major. … Continue reading I’m Outta Here…But to Where?
I’m not a bitch. Really. But a few friends told me before they knew me, they thought I was a bitch. I wouldn’t say hi or smile when I passed by. I guess I really do have “resting bitch face.” Now my friends know that I would rather eat worms marinated in sewage sludge than … Continue reading Do I Look Like a Bitch to You?