The Daily Aztec

The first time I hated the Internet, I was 11 years old. My older brother and I were holed up in his room, he was in front of his dial-up modem and I sat on the floor watching the finale of the first season of “American Idol.” The program had just started, when all of [...]

The second someone asks me what my favorite movie is, I fall into an earth-shattering panic attack. How could anyone possibly expect me to catalogue every movie I’ve ever seen and pick one winner out of, literally, the thousands I’ve seen? I’ve got my top three and they’re classics. The No. 1 spot goes to [...]

This just in: My sarcasm doesn’t translate, in full, to all people of the world. Wait, what? You mean to tell me people don’t always understand how that I say, “I’m dead” after seeing a fabulous pair of studded loafers, I’m not actually dead? Or when I say, “I want to kill myself” 17 times [...]

There have been many writings on the advances and upsides of how easily accessible technologies are to the changing environment (a lot of them by me, in this publication. But hey, at least I’m consistent).

Don’t get me wrong, I love America. I love that I can dye my hair pink, cafeterias can charge $8 for a grilled cheese sandwich, a family such as the Kardashians can have such an empire, and that I have to wake up every morning three hours before class just to get a parking spot. Really, I love it.

There have been a lot of things going on in the world lately that have made me shake my head and shout, “I don’t want to live on this planet anymore!”

There are a few types of hot dudes in this world. There are the super-duper hot ones, the ones who know they’re super-duper hot and use smooth talking and devastatingly good looks to distract you from the fact they’re giant tools.

One downside to being in the public eye is the world scrutinizing your every move.

In many ways I liken my life to a movie. Most of the time, I’m the hilarious sidekick always getting in the good punch lines and never really having any substantial romantic leads.

In my ever-present quest to keep up with everything pop-culture related, I found myself reading “Fifty Shades of Grey” this summer.

I think of myself as a pretty optimistic person. I’m nice to strangers, almost always have a smile on my face and if you laugh at my jokes, I pretty much assume we’re best friends.

When I was in middle school, I sat in my life science class and watched a video of a woman giving birth. It was supposed to be informative while educating us about the cycle of life and how we came into this world, but I think it scarred me for life.