I’ll admit it: in middle school, I talked shit about Hufflepuffs just like everyone else. It was the cool thing to do. I was a Ravenclaw – intelligent, clever, and not as…non-descript as I imagined Hufflepuffs were. Continue reading “In Defense Of Hufflepuffs Everywhere”
Raise your hand if you’ve ever felt personally victimized by the electoral college.
The election (aka the beginning of this particularly depressing dystopian novel that we’re all currently living in) (jk!) (kinda.) was weeks ago. Since then, I’ve gone through my stages. I’ve felt hopeless, I’ve done the anger thing, I’ve pointed fingers, but you know what? It’s time to move on. Continue reading “America Elected A Bigot. Now What?”
If you’re one of the 5 billionty people on this Earth obsessed with The Walking Dead, then you’re probably still reeling from last night’s episode. ‘How dare they do this to us?’ you probably thought. ‘I have work in the morning, you thoughtless bastards!’
A lot of crazy shit went down. And there’s a lot to talk about, not just when it comes to what actually happened on the show, but what lead up to it, and the advertising that’s been shoved down our throats for the last 7 months.
So, let’s talk.
Ah, there’s nothing like having a new obsession, am I right?
After putting it off for ages, I finally got around to delving into Steven Universe, and let me tell you..This show is everything! And because I’m the giant nerd that I am, when I like something, I fall hard – as in I can’t stop rewatching all the episodes and consuming all the fan theories and fanfiction and fanart that I can get my greedy little hands on. Continue reading “Send Help! I’m Obsessed With Steven Universe”
No one is safe from the twerk police.
After separate videos of Malia Obama and Serena Williams dancing hit the internet, I’ve seen people blasting both of them for not being able to dance, and I am at a loss. Continue reading “Not All Black Girls Can Dance”
Here’s the scenario: you’re sitting on your bed in your least favorite, ugly ass pajamas. You have no desire to actually write or create (you know, what you thought was your whole purpose in life), opting instead to feel like shit about your lack of productivity. You scroll through your Facebook feed, feeling like garbage made sentient as you watch your peers succeed in life and be passionate about various things and go on dates and shit.
It may only be February, but I’m calling it – 2016 is going to be a great year to be a black girl. Just look at what we’ve gotten so far: Continue reading “2016 Is Officially The Year Of #BlackGirlMagic”