...But just you wait!

I’m having another day where I’m like ‘Wow, do I really want to be a biochemistry major, or do I want to switch to theatre or law?” ...All while listening to Dicks Out for Harambe.

Hillary Clinton: I know that Donald Trump is here and he, Would rather not have this debate, I’ll remind you that he is not Secretary of State, He knows nothing of loyalty, Smells like new money, dresses like fake royalty

Quote of the day: If I ever meet Matt Fraction I’m just gonna be like -clasps hands- Talk dirty to me about Henry Hellrung.

I love when I tell people I'm going to a women's college and their first response is "Well, how are you going to meet boys?" Gee, I wasn't aware I was incurring thousands of dollars of debt each year so that I could meet boys. I thought it was to get an education. My bad.

I’m supposed to write a speech for graduation with no prompt whatsoever (thank you, principal), and another speech for the senior breakfast... And I have exams every single day between now and both of those dates. And I work on the weekends. Whelp, guess I’m never sleeping again.

I was just told that my wearing a loose skirt that falls two inches above my knees justifies guys at school whistling at me and cat-calling. Good to know that it’s okay for boys to sexually harass me, but it’s not okay for me to dress how I want.

Lately I have found myself very preoccupied with the thought that my future roommate will hate me.