I’m listening to Spotify’s “Sad Hour” playlist. Some dumb sad love song I don’t know is playing. As if I’m not already all up in my head about you, the waning minutes of this night, playlist choice, and receding headache are just making it all that much more…annoying. God loves to joke with me. You…Read more Yet Another Text I Won’t Send
My Body, My Choice
The featured image is a screenshot of a Demolition Ranch (or Off The Ranch, I don't recall) YouTube Video. I do not own the image or any of what is depicted in the image.
Too Annoyed to Think of a Good Title
Voices in my head again; Beating me in a war I can't win. I can hear them now; Trapped in a game inside my own skin. And I don't know myself anymore. They're pulling me under!
C’est la Vie
Not sure what Croat AK-pattern magazines have to do with a rant on French people and women, but c'est la vie.
Cognitive Dissonance
It's almost 2 am and I have my second LSAT-Flex in less than 12 hours. I have not studied since I took it the first time in October 2020. I am royally fucked on this attempt. And yet despite yearning to go to a top 10 law school to earn a position in a federal…Read more Cognitive Dissonance
Sad Song Soliloquy
I've been wasting my nights reading Rick Riordan novels since graduating college last week. I ought to be studying for the LSAT I'm taking in less than a month, applying for jobs left, right, and center, or doing any of the million minute things that have to be done around the house. Finally, I decided…Read more Sad Song Soliloquy
My Life Through Song
Musical hindsight is strongest late at night whilst cleaning up and listening to music.
Ramblings
For a brief period of time, I was concerned with the title of this blog as being offensive. I came up with the title 5 or 6 years ago, as a sophomore in high school, and this was a weekly assignment back then. Now with the newest year having begun, it's a walk down memory…Read more Ramblings
Metacognition
In elementary school, this was word I learned. My third grade teacher described it to us in seven-year-old terms: thinking about thinking. It's not a word I can recall seeing anywhere outside of the ELA classroom in my small Islamic school over ten years ago. And yet it's something I've engaged in increasingly as I've…Read more Metacognition
Ruminations of a Brown Redneck 