One question that I have been asked over and over is what inspired me to pick my eye as a profile picture. I have been asked if it’s some kind of symbol, or if I am part of a cult. Apparently, there’s a cult that has one eye as a symbol, and I seem like a likely candidate. Picking the eye, however, was never supposed to be symbolic. It was probably even meant to be temporary.
This Quest To End My Anonymity
When I decided to stop being anonymous, I did not think it will be this difficult. The closer I come to the day, the more nervous I become. No kidding. I have been anonymous for so long that I cannot even comprehend not being anonymous. As in, I might run into my online friends? Cheeeeiiiii! God ohhhh, make this pass me by.
I Met A Fan
The intention was to put up a very short and sweet thanksgiving post on Thursday. Then I was going to put up another post on Friday to give you a list of businesses/services that should also be having a Black Friday sale, but alas, none of those posts went past my head. It is now Saturday Monday, and from all indications, a Black Friday post would be more useless than useful to you at this point. But on the plus {Read More}
He Who Marries Beauty Marries Trouble
Ever since I announced that my anonymity will be coming to an end soon, I have been under immense pressure to be beautiful. I don’t know any other time that I’ve felt so not-beautiful-enough. And what makes it worse is that I don’t know what to do to make myself more beautiful. Yet, everyday, I receive at least one warning to be beautiful.


