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Funny reads and tips on being generally more likeable.

dreamer realist

Caught Between Dreams

happiness a habit

8 Things to Do to Make Happiness a Habit

Happiness. That elusive, sunny disposition we all crave. That end-game we envision without a realistic route of getting there. That "thing" most people say they want out of life. "As long as I'm happy..." they say, honestly admitting that hopes and dreams only amount to one emotion making it all worth it. Most of us have noticed by now that happiness is not as easy to come by as it seems. In fact, each year, about 6.7 percent of the American population ages 18 and over suffer from major depression. And that's only looking at those who are diagnosed.
what you can learn from poetry

What We Can All Learn From Poetry

Before you run away screaming at the sight of the word "poetry," let me tell you that this post will apply to you. No matter if you're a writer, a poet, a photographer, a blogger, an engineer, a teacher, or anything in between, this post is for you. That's why I included all of us in the title. OK, now that I've calmed you down, let's see what this maniac (me. I'm talking in third-person) has to say about... gulp... poetry.
survive your hometown during the holidays

How To Survive Visiting Your Hometown During the Holidays

For many of us millennials, the holidays are a time when we take off from work, pack up, and visit our parents' houses. Our parents' homes are usually our childhood homes, nestled right in that memory-filled neighborhood you grew up in. Going home for the holidays is much more than a simple seasonal trek. It is akin to preparing for war. You have to learn how to survive your hometown during the holidays in order to make it out alive. And, luckily for you, I'm a pro at it.
growing up a tomboy

Shirtless and Crying Over Pink Birthday Gifts: Growing Up A Tomboy

I'm a fashion lover through and through. I've been obsessed with fashion magazines ever since I can remember--they were my guilty pleasure--hence my current profession. I'd accompany my mom on her weekly trip to Publix (I still accompany people on their trips to Publix because I love it that much), and my reward would be that I could get a magazine and a packet of Trolli Sour Brite Crawlers. It was my ideal Sunday. But to say that I am only a fashion lover or a girl who prides herself on always being put-together would be a lie. Make no mistake: I grew up as a tomboy.

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