Keep Calm & (………)

Keep Calm & (.........)

That bitchface best be a good one….


Planning Ahead…and Never Following Through…

Something I know for sure I am notorious for as are many of my friends is making plans and planning ahead, and I am talking way ahead. But something were also not good at is sticking to a plan. So the other day I started thinking, how can we be so good at planning, but so good at not going through with the plan. The amount of times we were going to go into the city, or go to some new bar, or, yes, go to the library and never end up making it there is astonishing. And I am not talking like the idea got into our heads and we brushed it off. Like I am talking times, days, transportation method planning. I think as senior year is dwindling down, I need to stop focus on planning so much and just live in the moment. The memories and laughs I want to have and remember from these times are the spontaneous ones, the unpredictable ones. So, while I am not giving up anything for Lent, I am going to try and stop thinking about one, two, or three weeks from today and start thinking about now. 

100 Days Until…..

It’s hard to believe that it’s finally my turn to celebrate 100 nights to graduation…but I can believe it because I have had one hell of a ride. It’s funny to think back on the first days that I had at Fordham, the friends, the memories, and laughs I once had and where I am at now (and it’s not always Mugz’s). The other day, over wine, the girls and I were reminiscing about the past four years and what a journey it’s been. From Homecoming’s to Spring Weekend’s, to our favorite Tuesday and Thursday drink-up’s we somehow forgot the most important part of this whole experience…um, school.

But I think the past four years is something more than school. It’s more about finding yourself, making it a journey to grow and become who you want to be, making friends who will last a lifetime, and most importantly, have fun. You only get four years, make it count. So, as today marks 100 days until graduation, it also marks 100 days to not have a care in the world and celebrate being young.

Matchmaking & The Eye Roll


A few nights ago, the girls and I gathered around a beer tower and some caesar salads to recap a whirlwind of days. While a lot had happened in the past 48 hours, it was something that was happening as we were sitting there that we harped on, and felt like we addressed for hours. Let’s face it; guys don’t really understand us girls. Why do guys always feel the need to play matchmakers amongst groups of girlfriends? Someone told us, “all girls give other girls dirty looks; I’m sure you guys give dirty looks.” But it wasn’t the fact that he grouped all girls together in that general statement, it was that he used that as the argument as to why we should “just be friends with them.” It was as if he was saying, they roll their eyes, and you guys roll your eyes, so why not move aside all that and be friends. Why not be friends? Because I don’t like those girls. It’s pretty simple.  Boys need to learn something; stop trying to play matchmaker amongst girls. It probably won’t end well for you, and we still won’t be friends with ‘those girls.’ The moral of the story is that when we get together, we’re making fun of your lack-of-matchmaking skills and still gossiping about the girls we don’t like.