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Loud rooms packed with strange people chatting away in small circles are normally the stuff of nightmares for me. I once nearly passed out in front of my 8th grade English class because the teacher wanted me to recite a poem about flirting in front of twenty other students (four of whom I had…
In my last post, I talked about one of my most embarrassing money decisions: using my student loan money from my undergrad degree for some not-so-scholarly purchases. I’m a bit in need of some redemption. I’ve already eaten too many pity-party tacos, so it’s time to focus on a good financial move. They’re few…
I’ve never really been a brave person. Once, I was given the task of reciting a poem about flirting in front of my high school English class (consisting of several of my crushes). Rather than buck up and do it, I pretended to be sick for an entire week of school. Just to be…
