Not-So-Profound Thoughts

While I am virtually incapable of making any sound judgment calls or, frankly, any calls at all, it only makes sense to write a list of things for everyone else to follow.

Here they are:

1. Living alone, you quickly learn that you are not ready for a pet, baby, or even a house plant because keeping yourself alive is hard enough.

2. When deciding whether to go for pizza or 'cook' food - go for pizza. While your thighs may not appreciate it, your stomach will.

3. If your options are to watch netflix or go to a party where you will likely make some regrettable decisions - choose the party. It will make for a better story. (plus you can't binge drink past your twenties without being signed up for AA)

4. Don't search for that infamous summer fling. If you force it, you will likely end up with a 5'6" overgrown toddler who calls you the morning after saying, "I'm sorry, I know you were hoping for a relationship, but I just don't think I'm ready for that." (92% sure these guys need to look up the term fling)

5. Sleep naked. There is something about waking up always surprised that you aren't wearing pjs. 

6. Always say yes to a date. It's free food - ultimately helping your chances of survival.

7. Never make a drunk snapchat story full of embarrassing moments or confessions, those stay on there for way longer than you think and you can see who has witnessed them.

8. While older generations tend to look down on the use of profanity (you know, fuck, shit, ass, bitch, that 'c' word that everyone hates), use them, sometimes there is never a more perfect word than the ones that society deems are inappropriate.

9. Running shoes and jeans are the absolute worst... the same applies to cargo pants and colored jeggings. I know it's an 'efficiency' over 'cool-factor' thing, but you don't want to be the person a group of 17 year old girls laugh at (for some reason their opinions get to you the most).


Perpetually single,

Leah

(and Binny)

A Biopsy?

Hello world, this post is our first step into the blogosphere. We don't promise to be funny but we promise to be vulgar, incredibly mature (sarcasm), and, at times, very sexual. Here's a small biopsy of each of us.

My name is Binny, and I was born and raised in the northern hemisphere.  I currently attend the University of Arizona, where I study science-y and math-y things. On the outside, I may seem like your typical Asian. But on the inside, I'm pretty much your typical Asian. In the near future, I plan on going blonde, or close to it. In the far-away future, I plan on marrying rich and having lots of hoes in every area code. I'm not always grammatically correct (Engrish), much to my partner's dismay, but I am an excellent speller. I almost won the school spelling bee in the 4th grade. Holla. Also, In case you were wondering, I am not a lesbian, although I come pretty damn close to it for Leah. She'll write her little blurb as soon as she gets out of the shower. ;)

I'm Leah, not asian, not native to the Koreas, and too afraid of commitment to have hoes in every area code (my only long term relationship is with food.) I look forward to the finer things in life - like new razors and good smelling shampoo. While writing this, I feel like something out of Sex in the City, minus the city and sex, so more of just 'in', but I still feel like Carrie Bradshaw nonetheless. At night time, I cuddle my baby blanket and sip wine from the bottle (more of a frat party handle pull than sip, but don't tell my AA sponsor). During the day time, I live in sweat pants, or really anything with more elastic in it than any other material, I also occasionally attend class, but am more likely to be found amidst four pillows and many blankets watching Grey's Anatomy Marathons (intentionally capitalized...it's a real event).

Perpetually single,

Binny and Leah