Creepy Stories and the Creepy Life Podcast

If you were unaware, I like creepy things. My hangout spots of choice are cemeteries and spooky places, Vladimir can’t count how many skulls I have in my room (and I lost count at 30), Poe is my favorite author, and I enjoy learning about killers and creepy phenomena. So, I’m gonna share some of

What is Abrosexuality & My Experience

(First of all, sorry for the late post. I just got back into town and didn’t have specific media I wanted to use on my phone. But here we are now) Last Pride, I fully came out as abrosexual in this post. Then I posted said blog on Facebook, which got some lovely responses. People

Overqualified

Time for a story! Something you may not know about me is that I’m actually scared of being an overqualified person. I’m scared I’m gonna be ‘too expensive’ or whatever that I won’t get a job. This fear started back in my college days. My undergrad operated on a 3 semester schedule: Fall, Winter, and

When You’re Overwhelmed (and a story)

This past weekend, my family and I had a yard sale. I had just pulled a very late night/very early morning, on top of getting woken up early to do the yard sale. To put it bluntly, I was exhausted. On top of my exhaustion was my stress from being a full time grad student

April Fools in High School

So it’s April Fools Day. I was never a fan of it; people use it as an excuse to be dicks to each other. However, I was part of a big prank. One that a whole class pulled on their teacher. This was my junior year of high school. It was our drama class and

Not Believing the Breakup

For more context, click here. One final story about this interesting relationship: After being back in the States for a bit, I finally confided in Mom that there was a guy. She asked questions, I answered. Then she looks at me and asks, “Did this actually happen?” Huh? What purpose have I to lie? Yeah, it

Stories part 2 (aka The Scissor Story)

If you didn’t read part 1, you can read it here. You don’t need part 1 to read this one, but if you want extra story-time, it’s available. I was in first grade. So, as a warning, you get to deal with a six-year-old’s point of view and my 20+ year memory. At the time,

Stories part 1 (aka Let People Tell Their Own Story)

I hear you. What do you mean ‘part 1’? What’s going on?! Don’t worry, lovely, I will explain. The day before Halloween, I was at work, handling some students. I was not having a good day, not because of the students, but because of my brain. It happens. For homeroom, I had some free time

Nice Band Stories

I’ve seen a few concerts, and I’ve met a few bands, too. Everyone curious enough tends to ask what they’re like: Do they smell? Do they smile? How do the speak? It’s a whole to-do. Something I notice is that some are fascinated by whether or not they are nice to fans. Every band I

The Relationship (part 2)

And we’re back. Thanks for dealing with that awesome cliffhanger just to find out the truth about my ex-boyfriend. Let’s do this. Tom (he’s still Tom) and I dated for about six months. And here’s the kicker about our relationship: it was good! That’s right, we had a good relationship. We went on regular dates,