I’m officially done with speech and debate. After six years, six long and completely ridiculous years, I’m done. And that’s crazy. Continue reading “The End of an Era”
Rape Culture is Not A Myth
It’s about that time again, friends, where I write a strongly-worded rebuttal to something stupid I’ve found on the internet. Once again, it is related to women’s issues, but I promise soon I’ll write on another subject. In fact, I’ve got a whole queue of blog drafts waiting to get worked on, and only like half of them are about women’s issues. But anyways. This is a response to the Time Magazine editorial “It’s Time to End ‘Rape Culture’ Hysteria”. Continue reading “Rape Culture is Not A Myth”
“The Problem with False Feminism”- A Response.
So there’s an article circulating around Tumblr right now. It’s this one, about Disney’s new animated film “Frozen.” I will state for the record I really enjoyed this movie when it came out, and now [as of the slight editing of this post for clarity]. A lot. And like everything else I enjoy in pop culture, when someone makes bad-faith criticisms of it, I have to respond. I can’t help it. I’ve been a competitive debater for six years. It’s in my blood. Continue reading ““The Problem with False Feminism”- A Response.”
Masochism and Dream Jobs
Yes, surprise, it’s another blog about my crazy schedule. It’s like every semester, just when I think I’ve finished the busiest semester of my life, I top myself. I’m a little bit masochistic, it seems, but we’ll get to that. First, the info dump: Continue reading “Masochism and Dream Jobs”
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The Big Step
Thoughts from 2013
Obligatory End-Of-Year Blog
I’m not going to start this post by apologizing. This is MY website and I can post on it as little or as frequently as I want. So there. But I will try to post SOMETHING at least once a week next year, although no promises. Continue reading “Obligatory End-Of-Year Blog”
Travel Shenanigans
Happy 23rd Birthday, Quinn!
I have to tell you about this guy. I’m going to try and not make it sappy, though I can’t promise anything.
About two years ago I noticed this guy in my intro to writing creative nonfiction class. I noticed him because he was one of the four or five men in the class, and at first I left it at that. But then I had to read his essay about haggis for a critique, and I couldn’t stop laughing. Then I really started paying attention.
The semester after that we had ADVANCED creative nonfiction in a much smaller class and ended up sitting next to each other. When I say “ended up” I really mean “I planned my seating arrangement around him because he was cute and funny.” We flirted like crazy the entire class and I actually feel really bad about how disruptive we were sometimes.
Then winter happened and during January I tricked him into a kind of date and after 7 hours of talking we made out a lot and then he was my boyfriend. It’s been almost ten months and I’m just as crazy about him as I was when I read that first essay, if not more.
Quinn is the kindest, funniest, smartest, most genuine person I have ever met. He’s a passionate and talented writer and actor, he’s a brilliant historian, and he’s an amazing human being. I have never once taken our relationship for granted, because it’s impossible to not feel lucky every single second that we’re together.
Happy birthday, Quinn, and even though I can’t be there since I’m at stupid Linfield, know that I’m thinking of you and hoping you have a fantastic day.