Sometime In My Second Year At Brown

I Sometimes Think To Myself, You're Not Going To Meet A New Friend Of Any Kind At Home In Front Of The Tv With Your Dvr. As Much As It's Great, And There Are So Many Good Shows On Tv, And I Have Great Books That I'm Reading, Get Out And Interact With People.

I Don't Have The Luxury Of Not Going To Work When I Don't Feel Up To It. Most People Don't. On Those Days, I Acknowledge I Am Feeling F-cking Crappy, And I'm Not At My Best, And I Still Want To Or Need To Keep Walking Forward. I Have To Do Some Of My Best Work On My Worst Days. I Have To Look Pretty Even When I Don't Feel Pretty. There's A Way To Hold Both Things.

When I'm Not Working, I Spend A Lot Of Time On My Hair. When It's Time For My Hair To Get Some Rest, I Either Wear It In A Ponytail, Bun Or My Favorite "milkmaid" Braid.

When You Feel Happy, You Look Beautiful.

I'm Trying To Find My Own Version Of What Makes Me Feel Beautiful.