Nothing prepared me for the first time that I tried to walk from one building on Vassar's campus to another alone. It was before smartphones or even the proper signage that the fire department recently forced the college to install. I was hell-bent on finding my own way, no way was I going to ask… Continue reading freshman disorientation
I am a nervous Nellie. Always have been and since no matter how passionately I beg, my doctor refuses to write me a prescription for intravenous Xanax, always will be. I've outgrown a few of my fears: when I was a little girl (okay, until I was like, sixteen and driving myself), the bumpy span… Continue reading squirrel!
If I die this summer, it will be on a staircase.* So recently, my life became a giant sausagefest. For the past nine years, I’ve been surrounded by women, effeminate men, and people who don’t subscribe to the gender binary. This is a direct consequence of attending performing arts high school followed by Vassar followed… Continue reading dudes in a hurry (silicon valley culture clash #1)