Art of the French “Whine”.

The crisp bite of autumn causes commuters to throw on a topcoat and head out into the chilly city. I find that fall has a very distinct smell; I’m not quite sure if it is the fact that everything is dying, but the season seems to fill me with life.   The click of my…

Facebook Friends or Faceless Avatars.

Snow falling on the cobble stone, I stand on the balcony looking out onto the city. Sipping on my morning coffee, I think of the future. Opening the Facebook app on my phone, I take a look at my 1,500 Facebook friends. Does this mean anything to me? are these people actually friends or are…

Perils of the iPhone: Part II

When I last explained my blacked out drunken night of bad decisions, I also explained the unlikely situation in which I underwent with my iPhone.  After losing the beloved device, and being forced to shell out $675 to not only purchase a new phone, but to also get an early start to bankruptcy. I must…

The selfie generation.

Tired and restless from my night of being woken up by Pinky’s snoring, I sit and stare blankly at the black board within my Media Writing lecture. Pulling out my phone, I begin to seek entertainment through my Instagram feed. As the app begins to load, I am overwhelmed with  the amount of selfies that…

Romanticizing the hookup app.

When living in a city filled with singles,  it seems like it would be rather simple to get a date, but is this true?…No. It seems that many people have drifted away from the conventional forms of meeting others, and have moved into the world of online dating and or hookups. With the use of…

Perils of the iPhone.

One of my biggest annoyances is the reliance that we all have on technology. It has been a good 14 hours since I lost my phone, and I am in living hell. It is not until you do not have the electronic so easily acceptable that you begin to realize your dependence on them. Technological…