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Periods Are Funny
Until the day I see a joke about period vomit, it’s just not going to be enough.
Vivacious Virgo Seeking a Good Time. With Myself.
That night, I had an epiphany in Bienecke Plaza, as everyone should. “I am not perfect, I will never be perfect.” There, I said it. The thought echoed against the marble edifices. A flock of pigeons may or may not have flown away in the background. Okay, I ‘ve had this realization before, but it never came with this particular sick idea: I feel like I have to be a different person for me to like me.
6 things to perk you up
In this time of snow and cold, when 50 percent of the people I know have recently purchased a happy lamp or an industrial-sized bottle of vitamin D-3, I thought I’d share the things that are making me happy today, in hopes that they might brighten your day too. Excluded in this list are BuzzFeed links, baby animals and Tyra Banks GIFs because even though they are great, everyone knows about them.
Not my best years…
Our alma mater brings tears to my eyes, sweet memories of laughter, emotional conversations, late-night debates about human nature and comfort from friends.
How to be a Woman (of Color)
I am a feminist. I know I’ve probably lost half of my readers with that sentence, but I am. The British feminist Caitlin Moran has the perfect explanation of why I’m a feminist: “a) Do you have a vagina? b) Do you want to be in charge of it? If you said yes to both,
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TV Id
Labor Day, I found myself pissed off and sick. I started to run last summer so I could attempt the New Haven Road Race (5k), but I woke on the morning of the trot stuffed with mucus and all kinds of gross. I should have gone back to bed, but instead I started on what
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Lessons from T‘L’C
The Learning Channel, originally the Appalachian Community Service Network, was founded in 1972 and has since aired documentary-style educational programs that breach the often formidable barrier between informational broadcasting and pop culture. TLC’s shows take little-known subjects, like glitz pageants, and lure viewers by promising to mock the absurd while also educating people about obscure
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Death of a Fangirl
To say that I love television is a serious understatement, but I’ve recently wondered how much of my love for television is for the actual art of storytelling and how much of it is me going all ga-ga for the actors. And, if I am just a glorified fangirl, how much of my visceral attraction
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Passin’ them apples on
So anyone who knows me at all knows that I smoke. I smoke a ton. I smoke cigarettes. No, I know what you were thinking. “Crack is whack.” (Too soon, she was a goddess.) I smoke almost a pack a day. Well, I smoked almost a pack a day until this past Monday morning when
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We’re sexy, and you know it
My “Big Sib” freshman year told me coming in that I might have a problem with romance at Yale because I’m black. I was like nahhhh, racism is so passé, but after three years at Yale, I had lunch with her and I was like, man I’ve given up. I’ve actually given up. And she
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