“2018 is going to be the year of no shits given and no shits taken.”

“he sounds like an asshole... why do you feel like you need to keep talking to him?”

All great advice in general, but I just want to clarify: we’re not in a relationship. We just found each other online because we’re part of the same scholarship cohort of ~50 new UPenn prefrosh. He’d supposedly broken up with his girlfriend of 11 months the week after he got accepted, and now he’s talking to another…

What is up with SNS this week? It’s been up for an hour and there’s only a couple of posts.

Hi Jezzies! I’ve been meaning to post on SNS for weeks, but somehow I never remembered until Sunday morning. I’m back now, still a high school girl in the greys ranting into the void, but I am so, so much happier than I was this time a year ago.

No, that was the original plan. Disney scrapped that once they started getting criticism. When the movie was released, the princess was a waitress in the process of opening her own restaurant, and the prince was a racially ambiguous (but probably Middle Eastern) royal from a fictional country. Also, he doesn’t really…

I’m registering to vote tomorrow and it’s shit like this that makes me want to not sign up as a Democrat. Everyone in my AP Government class is registering as extra credit and we all had ethical dilemmas about party affiliation because of last year’s bullshit. (Most of them were Bernie Brats as sophomores anyway, but…

Paraphrased: “I think you may be sabotaging your relationships. You write so many depressing stories. Do you ever write about things that are happy? It’s like you don’t think you deserve to be happy. No one wants to deal with all that emotional baggage. Also, I know you love to debate, but men don’t like it when you…

Oh wow, I’m so sorry. The *entire college* is on strike? I’ve never heard of that before. What for?

It’s the first year of my life that I’m not. I’m a senior in high school and just don’t give a shit anymore. Let everyone else have their stupid costume parade. I’ll have fun going to Halloween parties in college, I hope, but I’m over this school and everything about it.

That has nothing to do with anything I said. I wouldn’t know if I’m given more “leeway” for being awkward because I never see any of these men again. It’s not like they can tell that I’m awkward just by looking at me and decided to approach me anyway. I wouldn’t say I’m having an easier time than a socially awkward…

Can I add “assholio” to my vocabulary? Pretty please?

“I think that when a lot of men approach women, and the woman rejects him, very often she is the more socially awkward one.”

“asked him if he liked cheese on his tacos”

Hi Jezzie fam. I took my third and final SAT exam today. (God, I remember being relatively new to SNS last year when I posted about my first one.) I have a 1430 and 1490 from the first two, so I was aiming for at least a 1530 with this one for that Ivy-admit-level status. It was no where near as bad as it could have…

My dad is painting our living room after 40-ish years of our ceiling flaking off and not looking the way a ceiling should. I’m glad someone is doing something about this miserable condition we’re in- “better to light one candle than curse the darkness”, all that stuff- but it’s a lot of work. Plus we have no WI-FI…

“We had one male jezzie who used to troll the SNS threads and talk about how his daughter had “electra” syndrome and wanted to fuck him.”

That was me after every super stressful week last year. Christmas week, sick. Inauguration/academic fair/performance/awards ceremony/application deadline, sick. Anniversary of mom’s death/tablet broke/major social mistake/didn’t get a leadership position/performance/college-related event/preparing for a…

I hope the foundation comes in a full range of shades. I would love this line, but I no longer trust any new makeup line to carry anything dark enough for me (or else go straight from too light to too dark with nothing in between.)

I actually got away with glaring two of my bullies into hysterics on the last day by doing it over the edge of a civil war book and innocently claiming I was glaring at a pic of John Wilkes Booth, since he was such an awful person.