I’ve been angry and resentful for the latter part of the year. I haven’t spent a lot of time looking back and congratulating myself for the amazing things that I’ve accomplished, nor have I looked back and felt thankful for the people that have entered, stayed and left my life.

A lot of things went right this year, no matter how rough I thought this year was for myself. I am thankful and I feel blessed for everything that’s come my way. I’ve grown up quite a bit over this year— and it’s weird coming into my own as a person. I am saddened to discover that I am conforming to this selfish 20something persona, but I’m not devastated. It’s natural that I think more about myself, where I’m going, what I’m doing with my life: Things have to revolve around me because at this point in my life, I’m the most important person to myself. I forget that a lot of the time, and I don’t spend a lot of...

Or ‘How OKCupid Singlehandedly Killed Any Prospect of a Serious Romance’

One of my mother’s fondest memories of dating my father took place over 30 years ago. While she claims they really connected over long distance phone calls and letters– she finally shared the story with me: “Well, it was the university’s Honors awards ceremony, and he asked me to be his date.” The night of the Honors Awards Ball was an important evening for my father: he was being honored for his pre-medical studies. “He was very handsome back then. A lot of the ladies wanted to be courted by him. But your Auntie Elvie matched us together, and then he courted me,” my mother recalled in her heavily accented English, with an unfamiliar smile on her face that gave her a youthful glow. At the end of the evening, as they were walking back to their residences, my father decided to give my mother his heavy commemorative...

Full disclosure: I’m slightly intoxicated after a night of mixed drinks (mostly wine and beer– so sue me?) So I apologize if this is going to be full of typos. I got way too excited that I was invited to Svbtle. Also, I am sorry for those who are going to see this. Or my blog posts in general. Oh man, you guys are going to suffer.

(As an aside, I’m still getting pretty used to this Markdown language, so I apologize. Though I love the interface of Svbtle and the general simplicity and ease that comes with blogging– I am not a huge fan of Markdown. It is yet another text language I will have to become more familiar with.)

With the advent of my first Svbtle account– I thought I’d revise an article that originally first appeared on my blog.
So, I know my generation (I’m a millenial– sue me?) gets a lot of flack for being so engrossed in technology and social media that we forget what is...