MySpace Surveys

Oh man. This takes me back. I got into a conversation today about MySpace. Mine was pimped out. Hundreds of these kind of icons:


Another thing there were a lot of was surveys. I don’t mean like a couple questions. Like hundreds of questions. So since I’m in a nostalgic mood and am super bored, I’m gonna do one. Here we gooooo!

1. Last beverage:
Harpoon Winter Warmer

2. Last phone call:
Momma B

3. Last song you listened to:
IDWLF – Zayn & TS

4. Last time you cried:
Yesterday. Grey’s Anatomy.

5. Have you dated someone twice:

6. Have you ever been cheated on:

7. Kissed someone & regretted it:

8. Have you lost someone special:
My grammy.

9. What are your three favorite colors:
Purple, mint & red.

10. Met someone who changed you in the past month:
Not that I can recall?

11. Kissed anyone on your friends list:

12. How many kids do you want:

13. Do you want any pets:

14. Do you want to change your name:
I used to want to be Jennifer but i love my name now.

15. What did you do for your last birthday:
For my actual birthday I was in Haiti and went to XLT. For the celebration back home, we went on a pub crawl.

16. What time did you wake up today:
Too damn early.

17. Name something you CANNOT wait for:
A new Taylor Swift album.

18. Last time you saw your mother:
20 minutes ago.

19. Most visited webpage:

20. Nicknames:
JennaB, Jennaaay (Forrest Gump), Jennen, JB, JBizz, Jenna Marbles

21. Relationship status:
Single AF.

22. Zodiac sign:

23. Male or female:
Female. Thanks for not assuming my gender.

24. Height:

25. Do you have a crush on someone:
I have a few.

26. Piercings:
My ears if they haven’t completely closed up.

27. Tattoos:

28. Strong or Weak:
Somewhere in the middle.


29. First surgery:
Never been cut.

30. First best friend:
Shadelle in Kindergarden.

31. First sport you joined:

32. First vacation:
Harwichport when I was a toddler.

33. First school:
West Elementary.

34. First pair of trainers:


35. Lips or eyes:

36. Hugs or kisses:
Depends from who.

37. Shorter or taller:

38. Older or younger:

39. Romantic or spontaneous:
Spontaneous with a hint of romance.

40. Sensitive or loud:

41. Hook-up or relationship:

42. Shy or outgoing:


43. Kissed a stranger:
Not that I remember.

44. Gotten a speeding ticket:

45. Lost glasses/contacts:
20/20 baby.

46. Sex on first date:

47. Broken someone’s heart:

48. Been arrested:

49. Have you turned someone down:

50. Fallen for a friend:
Ugh. Yes. The worst.

51. Moved out of town:


52. Miracles:

53. Love at first sight:

54. Heaven:
Yes ma’am.

55. Santa Claus:

56. Kiss on the first date:

57. Angels:

58. Yourself:
Most days.


59. Had more than 1 girlfriend/boyfriend at a time:
Nah. I couldn’t pull that off.

60. Been in love with someone you couldn’t be with?:

61. Ever cheated on somebody:

62. If you could go back in time, how far would you go?:
I wouldn’t.

63. Are you afraid of falling in love:
A little.

64. Was your last relationship a mistake?
I don’t think so.

65. Do you miss your last relationship?
Not much to miss.

66. Who did you last say “i love you” to?
My mom.

67. Have you ever been depressed?
I have my dark & twisty moments.

68. Are you insecure?
Isn’t everyone?

69. How do you want to die?
In my sleep, many years down the road.

70. Do you bite your nails?

71. When was your last physical fight?
Never been in one.

72. Do you have an attitude?

73. Twirl or cut your spaghetti?

74. Do you tan a lot?
Gotta love that latina side.

75. Ever eaten food in a car while someone or you are driving?

76. Ever made out in a bathroom?

77. Would you take any of your exes back?

78. Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?

79. What are your plans for this weekend?
Working and a little shopping.

80. Do you type fast?

81. Can you spell well?
3rd place in the 6th grade spelling bee.

82: What are you craving right now?
Nothing currently.

83. Have you ever been on a horse?
Yes and I hated it.

84. Would you live with someone without marrying them?
Nah I’m more traditional.

85. What’s irritating you right now?
Surprisingly nothing. Today’s been chill.

86. Have you ever liked someone so much that it hurts?
Not physically.

87. Does somebody love you?
From what I hear yes.

88. Have you ever changed clothes in a car?

89. Milk chocolate or white chocolate?
Milk chocolate.

90. Do you have trust issues?

91. Longest relationship?
Nothing really worth mentioning.

92: Do you believe your most recent ex thinks about you?
I hope he does while sitting in a giant pool of regret.

93. Have you ever walked outside in your PJs?

94. Do you believe everything happens for a reason?
I do.

95. Did you have dream last night?
Didn’t really sleep enough to dream.

96. Have you ever been out of state?
Many times.

97. Do you play the Wii?
Not in a long time.

98. Do you like Chinese food?
Of course. I’m not a barbarian.

99. Are you afraid of the dark?

100. Is cheating ever okay?

101. What year has been your best?
So far 2017 :^)

102. Do you believe in true love?
Not really.

103. Favorite weather?
Sunny & 80 degrees.

104. Do you like the snow?
In small increments.

105. Do you like the outside?
Depends on what kind of environment.

106. Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby?

107. Have you ever made out for more than a half hour straight?

108. What makes you happy?
Lots of things 🙂

109. Ever been to Alaska?
No but I would.

110. Ever been to Hawaii?
Not yet. Please take me.

111. Do you watch the news?
Not really.

112. Do you love MTV?
Not the current MTV. Bring back TRL and then we’ll talk.

113. Do you like subway?

114 Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed?

115. Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?
No clue. Panic?

116. Why did you decide to do this quiz?
I felt nostalgic.

117. Have you ever seen someone you knew and purposely avoided them?
Literally everyday.

118. Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around?

119. Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to?

120. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with?

121. Ever bought condoms?
lol yes.

122. Ever gotten pregnant?

123. Have you ever slipped on ice?

124 Have you ever missed the bus?

125. Have you left the house without money?
Most days.

126. Have you ever smoked cigarettes?
Like 8 years ago?

127. Have you ever smoked a cigar?

128. Did you ever drink alcohol?
I am right now.

129. Did you ever watch “The Breakfast Club”?
Several times.

130. Have you ever been overweight?

131. Ever been to a wedding?

132. Ever been in a wedding?
Not yet.

133. Have you ever been on the computer for 5 hours straight?

134. Did you ever watch TV for 5 hours straight?
13 hours straight was my longest. Stranger Things S1.

135. Ever kissed in the rain?

136. Did you ever shower with someone else?
Yeah but not the way you’re thinking.

137. Did you ever fail a driver’s test?
Not yet…

138. Ever been outside your home country?
Yes. Canada, UK, Ireland & Haiti.

139. Ever been on a road trip longer than 5 hours?
Yes. Mission trip in HS to Memphis.

140. Ever been to a professional sports game?
A few Red Sox games.

141. Have you ever broken a bone?

142. Did you ever win a trophy in your life?
2nd place soccer team in my age division in ’03.

143. Ever get engaged?

144. Have you ever been on a diet?
Not seriously.

145. Have you ever been on TV?

146. Ever ridden in a taxi?

147. Ever been to prom?
I’ve been to four.

148. Ever stayed up for 24 hours or more?
Yes. Poor choices.

149 Have you ever been to a concert?
Many. *NSYNC, Taylor Swift (3x), Beyonce & Jay-Z, Ed Sheeran, OneDirection, Katy Perry, Tori Kelly, The Bleachers, Meghan Trainor (2x), Karmin, OKGO…those are the big ones.

150. Have you ever had a crush on someone at work?
Yeah. A few times at previous jobs.

151. Have you ever been in a car accident?
Thank the Lord no.

152. Ever had braces?

153. Did you ever learn another language?
Spanish & Portuguese but I’m terrible with both.

154. Do you wear make-up?
I’m a VIB Rouge at Sephora so yes.

155. Did you ever have your wisdom teeth taken out?
Not yet.

156. Did you ever kiss someone a different race than yourself?

157. Ever dyed your hair?
Yup and I’m gonna do it again soon.

158. Did you ever wear someone else’s clothes?
Many times.

159. Ever ridden in an ambulance?

160. Ever ridden in a helicopter?

161. Ever caught the stove on fire?
Not yet *knocks on wood*

162. Ever meet someone famous?
Yes. Mindy Kaling was my favorite.

163. Ever been on an airplane?
A couple times.

164. Ever been on a boat?
Yes but not a fan.

165. Ever broken something expensive?
Spilled Pepsi on my Macbook Pro & threw my iPhone and shattered the screen.

166. Did you ever kiss someone before you were 14?
My first kiss was when I was 14.

167. Did you ever find something valuable on the ground?
Twenty bucks.


Thank The Wrongs (Part 3)

Number 11 went a little longer than I had planned. As more numbers are added to the mix, the longer the stories get. This one isn’t nearly as long but he’s still a number.

12. Holy Moses

I really thought I found something special with this one. At first anyway. I went from the dark and twisty girl to the one that sings hopefully Taylor Swift songs. I started believing again. It all seemed so perfect, like this was planned just for me. It was exciting. Enchanting almost.


A few months ago, I decided for the first time in a long time to put myself out there and pursue this guy. He was pretty much everything I was looking for in a guy. He wasn’t someone that just wanted to get in my pants. He was looking for what I was looking for. After a weekend long conference of flirting and shenanigans, I slipped him my number. Within 2 days, he was my #1 BFF on Snapchat (which pissed my friend of to no end). Days of texting later and he still didn’t ask me out. So, I took things into my own hands. I told him he should take me out sometime. All of a sudden, dead air. He didn’t respond to that text for 40 minutes. I was at a friends house pacing and panicking as we watched (and as I tried to watch) a movie. Longest 40 minutes ever. Finally he responded positively. We went on a casual date the following week. Just to a couple bars in the city. Some Disney songs were sung on the ride home. The next date I left the ball in his court. We went to this cute little bar in Southie with a large beer selection (winner so far). Post dinner we walked around Castle Island. The walk turned into PokemonGo-ing. I did catch a Lapras so in my book this was a successful date! I can’t remember a point where I wasn’t laughing. Even though it started raining with 100% humidity and my hair frizzed up like a balloon, I didn’t care. I never looked down. We headed back to my place but it was still early so I invited him in for some beers and video games. Yes, I know. Nerds. After a few games, we called it a night. The last time we went out was a movie night. We grabbed dinner, gallivanted through Target then headed to the theater. When he brought me home, we went in for the kiss goodnight but this was different than the ones before. I was empty. I felt no emotion. I couldn’t get out of there fast enough. I brushed it off thinking maybe he’s just not a good kisser. The next week was different too. It felt like he was pulling away. I expressed my concerns to my friends and they chalked it up to him being busy or that it was all in my head. Fine.

We made plans for that Saturday. On Friday night, Benna got super drunk and thought it was a great idea to text this boy. Benna has been known to do things that Jenna would never do. For those of you that don’t know, you have two versions of yourself. There’s sober you and drunk you. To name your drunk personality, switch the first letters of your first and last name. For me, Benna Jaez. Anyways, Benna thought she would move things along and see if i could give this guy the title of boyfriend. What a dumb bitch. This clearly scared him since he stopped texting me that night and nothing the next day either. Well…until like 3pm. Apparently, he really thought about what Benna said and decided he didn’t feel the same. Cool. Even though Benna kind of fucked me on that one, I do owe her one. She made him realize how he really felt and made sure I didn’t waste any more time.

So what did I learn in all this? To quote Jim Halpert, “You’ve got to take a chance on something sometime.” Did this relationship last? No. Do I regret it? Nope. In this short time, I did have fun. I was happy. No regrets man. But on to the next one…

Thank The Wrongs (Part 2)

Here we are again. Another few men have managed to get me to let them in only to run off. A while ago,  I wrote a post telling tales of past relationships. Deep down, I hope there’s someone good at the end of this long ass road after many wrong turns, shortcuts that just end up getting you more lost and wrong directions. So here are a few more wrong turns I’ve traveled on this road of bullshit.

11. Call of Duty: BlackOps

The previous post I wrote was about this human but so much more happened in this story. Whatever this thing was didn’t stop after that blog. Far from it. About a month later, I found myself in the same city as him. Against my better judgement, I went out with him on a date. All signs point to this not being a good thing. We set a time and a place to meet. I get a text an hour before saying his car is broken. “Ok…” i thought, “I’m cool with a night of pampering and Netflix in this luxury hotel room.” I tell him it’s ok and maybe we’ll do this another time but he tells me he’ll just get the next train. I tell him I can’t wait that long for dinner so I’ll get delivery and we’ll just meet for drinks instead. So I order myself my usual sushi order, 2 California rolls. Nothing fancy. The clock strikes 7:30 pm and the frantic prep begins. Forty-five minutes later, my phone buzzes. He’s right on time and waiting in the lobby. I make him wait a little and watch a YouTube video in my room while also trying to calm my nerves. First dates always freak me out a little.

The elevator doors open and he spots me from across the lobby, springing up from his chair. Hellos are exchanged. He takes me by then hand and we head to the bar. Only 2 sips into my second drink, I felt nauseous. I calmly head to the ladies room and immediately feel the need to vomit but don’t. I chalk it up to nerves and push through it. I felt so off I didn’t even finish the drink, a cardinal sin I never commit. So we start walking aimlessly around the city. Realizing he hadn’t eaten dinner yet, we stop at a falafel stand. We look at each other like “What now?” I tell him there’s a lovely patio outside my hotel and we can sit there for a while. Time sort of slowed down when we talked. It wasn’t about the normal bullshit. This was nice conversation…until a stinky ass garbage truck parked right next to us. It’ll move soon. Right? Nope. It was there for at least 15 minutes with the engine roaring and the smell of rotting garbage filling the air. Time to call it a night? Not yet. I suggest we move into the lobby and he follows. Of course at this point I was done with these stupid heels and just wanted to lay on the king size bed I had paid way too much for. Without a word, we step into the elevator.

Now if you know me you know I love Grey’s Anatomy. Elevators are a big thing in that show. So much tension. That’s exactly what there was in that elevator. Us, mirrors and a rotting pile of tension. I loved it. I unlock the door and pour some wine as the conversation continues. Eventually, we stop talking and decide to check out Netflix since the only thing that was on TV was 40 Year Old Virgin which normally I would love to watch but this was the lame TBS version so pass. What movie did he select? Paranormal Activity 4. This wasn’t a sincere choice but a jokingly stupid one. And yet, we watched it. Up until about an hour into that movie I was feeling this situation but then I started getting really tired. I only had gotten maybe 6 hours of sleep for the past 2 nights so I was exhausted already. As I started to fade, I neglected what time it was. He had said he was taking a later train than originally planned. That was at 11:30 pm. It was now 2:00 am. His phone started ringing. It was his father wondering if he was ok. I guess since the car was broken, he asked for a ride from the train station when he got in later which was supposed to be at 1:00 am. Oops. At this point I was half conscious but I heard him say he’d see his father tomorrow. “Umm, so I guess that means you’re staying?” I mumbled. “Well, I mean if that’s ok?” he said. I told him it was fine and to shut the light. Within a few minutes, I was out. Every now and then I’d wake to his finger grazing my shoulder or his hand on my thigh. I let it happen. Around 4:00 am, I woke up feeling very nauseous. I look next to me and he’s out. I was determined I wouldn’t throw up when there’s a man in my bed. I stared at the wall for what felt like hours, telling myself to get my shit together. A half hour later, I sprinted from the bed to the bathroom and some not cute things happened. My basic little sushi gave me food poisoning. I went back to bed then not too long after went back to the bathroom. After a couple times I just stayed in the bathroom, praying he didn’t wake up. Before I knew it, it was 7:00 am. I decided this was an acceptable time to kick him out. I wake him explaining that I’m sick and he needs to go. He tells me to come back to bed and everything will be ok. I do and almost immediate pass out. I wake up a few hours later feeling relatively ok but also realize that my checkout time is in 40 minutes. I left that hotel looking less than cute and unsure of my feelings toward this guy I spent the night with. Sort of. Since we lived in different states, there wasn’t really a follow up date but what came in the next several months was very relationshipy…to a point. I liked it.

Even though there was distance, I still liked this situation. I didn’t consider it a relationship but whatever it was I wanted it to keep going. Within this time, I did some things I’m not proud of now but then I didn’t care. It was nice to be wanted, as sad as that sounds. The saga didn’t end there. This past April, COD came to my neck of the woods for this nerd convention thing. Since we’re both nerds, we obvi went. He made the trip with a group of people, one of which was a kind of mutual friend we gamed with. The others were this girl’s ex and her bff. I’ll admit I had a (500) Days of Summer type sequence of expectations vs. reality. Needless to say, none of the expectations lined up. He was a little distant during the event. Once it was over, a big group of us went out to a bar in Southie. Things were going good. The bar was open. He was all over me and the girls were elsewhere. Then it all turned. The bff approaches me, pulls me aside and says “Ok so _____ is over other talking to her ex but we don’t want *Blackops* to see now that they’re dating and all.”


And boom. My evening was ruined in an instant. This girl could see I was a little shocked when I said I didn’t know. I turned so cold toward him. I went into bitch mode as he was still trying to hook up with me on the DL. Then he started texting me when his girlfriend returned.


This night was a disaster. I left my stuff in their hotel room which was on the other side of the city. Her BFF (who was trying to hook up with me) convinced me to come back to the hotel for more drinks. The happy couple didn’t show to this party at first. I drunkenly explained the saga to the BFF who surprisingly showed a fair amount of sympathy that seemed sincere. Before long, she went off with this older guy and I was at this party getting hit on by weirdos. I had planned to crash in the groups hotel room for the night but I was not about to stay there. Suddenly the happy couple walked in. I was done. I chugged my beer and walked out without a word. I had borrowed a key to their room from this chick’s ex so I could retrieve my stuff. I broke down in that elevator. It’s a shitty feeling being led on and used then cast aside at an instant. Once I got to the door, I realized my purse was still at the party. Now anger was added to the mix. I shut the door and started collecting my things. Luckily my makeup bag was in their room. I hid the fact that I released all my emotions and collected myself. As my own form of mini personal revenge, I took a huge dump in their bathroom…and flushed (not a barbarian). I strutted up to the party where I was warmly welcomed back. The disappointment was real when I said I had to leave. Even her ex gave me a big hug (lolz). I didn’t extend anything kind or anything at all to the happy couple. I dropped the key in front of them and diva walked out. I did run into one of my favorite YouTubers in the hotel lobby so the night wasn’t a total loss. However the $114 uber I had to take home (triple rate) was a huge loss but worth every penny.

So what did I learn from this human? Temporary fixes can only get you so far. You can’t lose something you never really had. Getting attached to something that isn’t yours to keep just sets you up for heartbreak and disappointment. I’ve definitely become more guarded (which is almost impossible). Letting people in, especially guys, is a big deal for me. So when it does happen, I’m serious about it. Here I opened myself up to something less than real and that was my downfall. I’m hoping that my experience with BlackOps can help me eliminate some more “shortcuts” that come my way in the future. On to the next one…

Side of Fries. 

So I started this flirtationship with this guy. Now let me be clear, I had no actual interest in dating this guy. He was fun to pass time with. We also live in different states. (MA & NY) and I’m not about LDR. 

Let me say I’m a casual gamer. The most intense thing I play on the reg is League of Legends. He is also a gamer. We would play together, skype with friends and alone, watch movies etc. Nothing really serious. He started to get really flirty. I’ll leave out the details. I played along because why not? I’m single. No harm is being done to anyone. He knows we’re not gonna date. I made that clear. Fast forward to last week. I was scrolling through my newsfeed per usual. I notice he’s tagged in a picture with this girl. Ok. Whatever. The caption made me wonder. “Aww We Cute”. Hm. Ok. Since I’m a fan of FB stalking, I clicked on her profile for the hell of it. More photos of the two of them together. Interesting. I keep scrolling. And there is it. “Blank is in a relationship with This MF”. OH. Well maybe this isn’t a thing anymore. It says February 14th (vomit). This calls for some more investigation. 

Google is a wonderful thing. I found her Twitter, Instagram and Tumblr in seconds. Ok first stop is Twitter. This is what I find. 






Well then. On to Instagram.

As if the Facebook post and tweets didn’t confirm it enough, I knew for sure. I was the side chick. I felt a range of emotions. First, I felt like a horrible person. I aided in the act of cheating. Something I would never want done to me. Second, I felt angry. He never mentioned the fact that he had a girlfriend. This is a 5 month long relationship. Not a quick fling. The word “love” has been used. I can’t speak to how sincere it was considering he’s off telling another girl how much he wants her and all this other bullshit. And lastly, I felt dirty. I was just being used. To be fair, I was using him too. But my justification was that we both had no intention of dating each other. We really couldn’t. So we weren’t playing with our emotions blindly. 
I feel bad for this girl. She has no idea. She seems like a good person. She doesn’t deserve this. No one does. 

Wanna know something funny? He has no clue that I know…yet. If he reads this blogpost, the following message is for him:

Dear John,

You told me I’m beautiful. Sexy. Cute. Gorgeous. Funny.  How you wanted to hold me. Be with me. Why couldn’t I live closer? All the things you wanted to do with/to me. You taught me how to play LoL like a pro. You told me jokes. You told me stories. You told me what was in your sandwich (ie everything I hate). You told me lots of things. But the one thing you didn’t tell me was that you had a girlfriend. Probably the most important thing. Something that should’ve been mentioned somewhere in between all of this stuff. I don’t hate you. I just have no respect for you. I love playing games but I’m not of fan of people that cheat. Learn how to play by the rules next time. GG. 


Finding My Lobster.


This New Year has brought many things: a new sense of empowerment, regrets and “Friends” on Netflix. I’ve always wanted to watch this show but never had all 10 seasons on DVD. I started my binge New Years Day and am still going strong. I just hit the half way point in season 2. I love the Ross & Rachel dynamic. I’m a big fan of the will they/won’t they relationships (as long as they aren’t in my own personal life). Ever since “The Office” ended, Stabler left SVU, Barney and Robin got divorced and Mindy and Danny got together, I’ve had this void I’ve needed to fill. Ross and Rachel have done that for me. When he questions whether or not its actually going to happen, Phoebe tells Ross that “She’s your lobster!” and goes on about how lobsters have one mate they stay with for life. This is something I’m on board with but not too long ago I wasn’t.

Waiting sucks. Everyday I go on social media and see someone else from high school got engaged. I try to be the good little Catholic girl and wait for my Mr. Right but sometimes I just want to throw that all away and got for Mr. Right Now. I’ve gone through a bit of a rough patch toward the end of the year. I pretty much gave up hope on finding my lobster. It wasn’t until I shared a very honest and very drunk conversation with one of my best friends. If my version of Ross were to walk through the door into my life right now, I wouldn’t want him to see it. There is so much crap all over the place, it’s embarrassing. He doesn’t deserve the task of helping me clean it all up. There’s not even room for him to walk! I realized I needed a change. I just needed a kick in the ass to get started.

Last week, me and that same friend I had a drunk convo with had plans for a shopping extravaganza. Unfortunately, a snow storm hit unexpectedly so we changed our plans to something more local. We ended up seeing “Wild” starring Reese Witherspoon. This movie was the kick I needed. No, I don’t have an urge to go on a ridiculously long hike but I do need to reevaluate my priorities, which is exactly what I did. After I got home from the theater, I sat in my room in the light of my 3 foot tall Christmas tree and prayed. I opened my bible for some Lectio Divina. I read a book that has all the feels. I wrote a letter to my future husband. I also made a list of everything I need to fix in my life. Some are instant cross offs, some are works in progress. Either way, the room that is my life is getting cleaned. Sometimes you find things you missed like old Backstreet Boys cds or old journals. Sometimes you find things you wish stayed gone like embarrassing pictures or exes. Sifting through it all does bring one thing, closure. I’ve decided that this is what 2015 is going to be for me, the year of closure.Too long I’ve sat idley by and wait for other people to make decisions for me or take charge. That me is gone. When December 31st, 2015 rolls around, I can jump into 2016 with no questions. I’ll have my answers and await the questions of the next year with much anticipation.

Yes, I’m a work in progress. With each thing I cross off the list, I get closer to finding my lobster. So here’s to 2015, the year I get my shit together!


Watch John Cleese Insult Taylor Swift’s Cat to Her Face


You have to be pretty bold to take on Olivia Benson. No, not that Olivia Benson — Taylor Swift’s cat, who happens to be named after the Law & Order: SVU character.

The singer showed off her feline friend (one of two she owns) on The Graham Norton Show, where guest John Cleese made his feelings on the animal’s appearance known to all. “How did it have the accident?” Cleese asked a more-surprised-than-usual Swift. “Is that a proper cat? Is it damaged irrevocably? It’s the weirdest cat I’ve ever seen in my life.”

No cat fight here, though. Taking her own advice, Swift shook off her hater and kept quiet while the Monty Python alum and comedy legend went on to show off his own giant cat.

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Nobody Likes You When You’re 23.

"Wait, What?"


It’s true, nobody actually likes you when you’re 23. Here’s a list of uncomfortable things I’ve learned in 1 month of being 23.

  1. You’re too “graduated” for your college friends. Sure it’s great to hang out every once in a while, go out for drinks or run into them at the bar on the weekends, but for the most part, their lives revolve around school, school friends and campus life. Nothing that you’re really welcome to unless it’s an Alumni function. Not to say that you don’t love all your college friends dearly, you just don’t want to be that person that people question if you graduated or not.
  2. You’re not “career” enough for your older friends. By now, most of the older people you know are either in grad school, living the “college friend” life still, or they’re working full time far away from you. I, personally…

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