You’ve Got Mail.

With broken conversation and fragmented emotions, I sit back and enjoy a glass of wine. Putting my mouth to the rim, a drop of red escapes my mouth and falls to my white shirt. Staring at the daunting stain, my mind begins to wander. Much like my now ruined shirt, Wine stains dwindle on your good intentions causing me to toss the piece to the cleaner.

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…

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…