I am the Modern Heartbreak


After a much needed break from blogging and yet popping up in social media in sporadic intervals (except in Twitter because, you know — Twitter = love), here I am. Let that sink in, dear reader: Here I am. You’re stuck with me and you know you love it. Because we are both addicted to what we’re not supposed to keep coming back to, amiright? Raise your hand and say — nay, yell a resounding, “AYE!” if you can relate to that. *pauses, nods head* I knew we’d get along famously.

Warning: Random bits and pieces of thoughts ahead!

Who else here is excited for Halloween?! It’s one of my favorite holidays. Too bad we don’t have autumn here and trick or treating is not as huge and insane as I would love it to be. The good news is that there are tons of parties held in clubs and bars and most cable channels typically air horror movies and series. LOVE IT. Absolutely. And speaking of horror: Check out this trailer of an upcoming TV series, “Midnight, Texas.” It’s so good because it’s creepy in all the right ways.

I am in the process of changing my hair color. I have been biting my nails over this and finally decided to just jump in and do it. Right now, the result is an annoying shade of disastrous blond. One word: brassy. Not gonna lie: I dislike it so much that I avoided looking at the mirror that day. But then I thought, “Okay, this is not the end of the world. This can be fixed.” And so fix it I will. Two words: Purple shampoo. This whole hair dyeing this time around is such an adventure that I plan on doing it never again after this one. (Fun fact: I am no Instagram star but when I posted a photo of myself sporting this new disastrous blond shade, I got more hearts than I anticipated. You guys, support (in the form of red hearts) found in social media can be so nice at times. Especially when you are walking around with a shitty shade of blond hair and seriously thinking of getting a short haircut to remedy it. Thank you to everyone who took pity on me and double tapped on that photo. You are the best!)

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ALT: Internet Stuff (The Fun, The Funny, and the Sober)


It’s been a while since I’ve done a round-up of interesting internet things. Just when you think I’ve gone sappy and sentimental, I turn around and go set the error of my ways. Ergo, this blog post. Some are helpful for fellow writers, a few are fun (like reading about the 10 kinds of exes you’ll have), and a couple of them as random as one can get (case in point: Interested in becoming an exorcist?).

I’m going to make this quick because I just want you to go read these links.Yes, they’re that awesome. I hope you find it just as awesome, too.

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An Open Letter to Those Strangers Sending Me Facebook Friend Requests


Dear Becky,

Hola! I am quite confused as to why you (and a number of other females) have sent me friend requests, since we do not know each other. At all. The one thing we do have in common is a friend, who happens to be male. I think I might know where this is going…

I have the feeling I know why. Actually, my crystal ball AND mythical pet giraffe know why: It’s because of our mutual friend, isn’t it? Oh dear… What has he done now? (I’m kidding. Relax.) Listen, I understand that the internet has made it easier for our stalking tendencies to come out and play. I mean, what better way to know someone than through hours and hours of scrolling through his Facebook timeline or Twitter feed or Instagram photos. Amiright? But hear me out: There is no need to add me or any other female friends of his. I don’t know what your prerequisites were when you sent the friend request, but I am both perplexed and intrigued as to what made you include me in your list of “strangers I will send requests to.” Was it my harmless photo that screamed “girl next door!” and therefore radiated vibes of the “You can approach me and tell me anything. I will not turn you away.” variety? Or did my friend (our mutual friend), in his drunken stupor, mention something and my name rhymed with whatever it is he said? (He said “banana”, didn’t he?) Either way… I  have absolutely nothing of value to offer you, if the reason behind the request is my friend. Aside from the fact that all I can tell you is that he is awesome and weird, but that’s because all of my friends are awesome and weird. They’re all hand-picked!

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