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This blog needs some re-formatting. I will get to that when I have more time/motivation. Right now it's hard enough pushing myself to type...which reminds me, I should paint soon. Right now, I should be studying for my first Exam of my rehabilitated college career. Predictably, I have studied about 0.25% today with an average of 5% over the course of the course. If I get any higher than a 70 it will be further proof that life is not fair and I am an implement of it's prejudice. A disturbing position to be aware of as a minority woman. Instead of studying, I am considering how quickly I am going to dump Netflix when HBO unveils it's own streaming service and whether I will make the investment binge watching the Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt before I do so. Opportunity cost. In case I did not previously mention, I am taking Macro and Microeconomics right now. My largest problems with the courses are the arrangement of vowels in them and the concept of opportunity cost. It...

In the almost six months between my initial post touting that I need more writing practice and seek to improve my life style I have gone through a lot of "phases." Most notably, the phase I keep trying to transform into a habit: cooking. Here are some of the better products of ruining Pinterest's attempts to help me be a human being: It's shrimp with kale, zucchini and cherry tomatoes in a cheesy pasta cage! Stuffed green peppers and avocado rice!  And finally, a quiche I really enjoyed that was easy to make and would make again. Kale, corn, cherry tomatoes, cheese and turkey bacon. If I wasn't currently inclined not to move at all I would definitely cook this. And the before quiche. Enjoy.  I don't think any of the characters in the show will know how to cook, primarily because I don't need this exercise making me feel worse about myself somehow.

It has been a while, blog. I've considered starting a website. I have a facebook page for my designs which is a step in a direction I suppose... https://www.facebook.com/Dfgirl Many theoretical posts and inner monologues have passed. Many rants. Many entertainment blog articles gone comment-less. Time moves on and past my fleeting romances with my own creativity. But I have seen one too many gif compilations of Nicki Minaj, and recently came down with bronchitis, which means now is the time. It also helps that I am about half way through my first semester back at school, approaching my first mid-term and running low on Hulu programs I honestly want to watch enough to prevent myself from studying. That run-on alone should make me reconsider my stance on procrastination toward this exam. Honestly, though, I had a thought I really wanted to share. It occurred to me that I have had my share of bizarre self-inflicted early-twenty-something struggles but proudly holding an ...