Slope Media Group

1.Completely Harmless, Wholesome Teen Rebellion- I would say just rebellion, but I’m Indian, soooo life doesn’t really ever make it past PG. That being said, I’m currently obsessed with “revamping my style”, complete with obnoxious pink hair (just the tips, so I can cut it off for interviews and jobs, of course…), a nose piercing, and (maybe?) bangs. Basically, I’m trying to make as many stereotypical freshman year mistakes as possible.

What I think I look/act like:

Reality. Lol…Remember Lazy Town, guys?

2. Lynn Emanuel- This poet is actually more like an obsession of the past five minutes. My poetry teacher told us about one of her poems that has the line “as cool and evil as a glass of radioactive milk”, so I looked up the poem and her biography on Wikipedia and now I’m obviously the world’s biggest expert. You can check it out at the link below if radioactive milk sounds like the coolest thing you’ve ever heard of (in which case you’re either an English major, or you’ve never left a kitchen, ever.)
http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/106404.Lynn_Emanuel
3. Online shopping- On the real, nothing says I have a prelim in 24 hours like a $200 + shopping cart at forever21.com. I’m really into this one completely mediocre turquoise sweater right now. Online shopping is the most pointless-yet-addictive activity I engage in, ever. My cart empties ever few hours, so I have to keep re-finding the clothing I want, but I never end up actually buying anything because who wants to pay $7.25 for shipping…

Currently in my online shopping cart, in case you were wondering…

4.Eating things out of the carton- I do this partially because I hate washing dish- dish, singular, as in the one spoon I own-, and also because it irrationally makes me feel like a spontaneous, grungy teenager (see Harmless Teen Rebellion). Like the kinds of kids in this unbelievably cliche music video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WiVTOBHaQ0w&ob=av3e
That’s right- eating peanut butter straight out of the jar is my equivalent of road trip-ing across the country with my three best friends.
Even worse, they say living by yourself makes you really weird. Well I have a confession- In my room, I eat like really gross things out of the box… like jam. Plain jam without bread or anything.Just me, myself, and processed blackberries.

5.Cold-eeze- I am prone to getting really really ridiculously (good-looking. sorry I couldn’t resist referencing the Zoolander scene I don’t even remember watching) sick in March/April every year, so I’m anticipating living off these for the next month or so. Every running coach I’ve ever met swears by them as the only anti-cold/couch drops that actually work. They effectively warded off the first-semester-Freshman-year flu, so I’m pretty hopeful about avoiding bronchitis for the third year in a row this spring.

Honey Lemon is the way to go. My mouth is watering.