When Your One-Night-Stand Ignores You On Campus
How humiliating and bizarre, to feel so close to someone and then watch him bolt out of the cafeteria when you got up to refill your Diet Coke.
Read MoreHow humiliating and bizarre, to feel so close to someone and then watch him bolt out of the cafeteria when you got up to refill your Diet Coke.
Read MoreI love Wesleyan. I love it more tonight than I ever have because I see it for its faults and scars.
Read MoreOur concept of “casual sex” has given us permission to be casual with each other’s humanity.
Read MoreIn an environment where caring is usually a weakness, what do you do about a holiday centered on showing that you care?
Read MoreSo The Atlantic published another (another?!) article about trigger warnings this week, meaning my Facebook and Twitter feeds were full of outraged baby boomers yet again. Trigger warnings have become emblematic of the over-sensitivity and out of control political correctness of my generation, if you believe the media and its breathless coverage of the “trend” […]
Read MoreIf this letter seems late, that’s intentional. I wanted to wait until you needed it. Tomorrow you’re moving to Berkeley and you’re going to need a friend. Nowhere is going to feel like home in the same way campus did, but it took college a long time to feel like home in the first place. […]
Read MoreIt’s a Saturday afternoon. I am sitting at a table outside of Usdan, Wesleyan’s student center, under a big black umbrella. The sun toasts my exposed shoulders. A student journalist with the school paper asks me questions about my recent, surreal herpes stardom, and strangers at nearby tables peer over at me as I answer because […]
Read MoreOne year ago today, I started this blog. I remember the moment I hit publish for the first time surprisingly well: it was a very cold night in January, and I sat at the kitchen island of my campus apartment with my laptop and a Diet Coke in an old-fashioned glass from the Dollar Tree. My blog was […]
Read MoreWhere do I see myself in five years? In a perfect world I’d be writing freelance about sexuality, feminism, and pop culture while working on my best-selling series of feminist erotic novels. More realistically, I can see myself with a career in social media management and writing fiction off the clock. The Internet has opened up […]
Read MoreThis weekend I went back to Wesleyan for the first time since graduating in May. That probably doesn’t sound dramatic considering the school year literally started two weeks ago. Returning students barely had time to get settled in before I rolled up in my nostalgia wagon, toting a bottle of André and a ton of anxiety. […]
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