When I downloaded the Tinder app in my final semester, I thought I reached a new low. But when literally everyone around you is in a relationship (even those who’ve sworn against marriage) are happy texting away their significant others, you start to wonder WHEN THE FUCK IS MY TURN.
Hence, I became a Tinder user.
I thought I reached a new low. I questioned how desperate I was. I questioned everything. I questioned whether I was putting my self-worth on a decision of someone swiping left or swiping right.
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When I went on a marathon of interviews in the final week of May, there was one question I dreaded. And no, it wasn’t the “tell me about yourself” or the “where do you see yourself in five years” or even the “what is your weakness?” inquiry.
Though through interviews I found out my weakness. I found out that I was always in a state of unease and debate whenever the question of family popped up. Questions like “so do you live with your family?” is one instance but the one question I dread the most is “so what do your parents do? Are they still working? Are they retired?” Continue Reading
The term “Fangirl” has a lot of negative connotations attached to it. Google the word and it comes out as a noun which says:
- a female fan, especially one who is obsessive about comics, movies, music, or science fiction.
The verb definition however, can explain why some may frown upon the term:
- (of a female fan) behave in an obsessive or overexcited way.
This got me wondering, is being overly excited and obsessive a bad thing? How is this term so different from someone who claims themselves to be an enthusiast or an expert? Aren’t those folks obsessive in some way too?