Vices

My name is Cali and I'm an avid nail-biter. I don't have many of the vices that plague normal college students (alchohol troubles, numerous sexual partners, inability to make it to class etc) but I like to bite my nails. I think the longest I've ever gone without chewing is 6 weeks but I jinxed my own achievement by constantly running my teeth over my long, brittle nails.

I bite my nails mostly when I'm nervous or stressed, often times so bad that I need to put band-aids on my thumbs to function. Try text messaging with sore-thumbs wrapped in adhesives.

But I'm proud to say, I have not bitten my nails since my first week back from break. That's over a month, and it's really starting to show. The thing that really keeps me going and curbs my urge to run my teeth underneath my fingernails is the beautiful work of my friend Alaa.

Since the first week of school, Alaa has been doing my nails for me at the beginning of the week and she does a beautiful job. We've done a lot of great color combos and Alaa paints these magnificent little flowers on my ring fingers and thumbs. The girls in my class think she should get a job at the Mall.

So as I told Alaa and Lexi today, I've been having wet dreams about how gorgeous my new nails would look with a French manicure...and voila!


I'm quite happy. Another one of my vices is going into too much detail about vain things such as nails, hair and make-up. I apologize.

Janelle returned home this weekend so I had the opportunity to have my first real TV binge of the semester. Some people may think watching 2 or 4 episodes of Dexter in one night is a TV binge. This is false. For me, a TV binge is completing one season of a television show over the course of a weekend without pause for social activities, bathing or accomplishing anything.

So starting late Friday night and ending Saturday at 10 pm, I watched the entire third season of Gossip Girl. As a result, my room looks like this:


And unfortunately, Janelle is one of the devoted readers of my blog, so she's bound to find out how I trashed our room no matter how hard I clean it tomorrow afternoon.

Another of my vices: liking teachers, specifically teachers of English. I thought by going to college I would be able to cure myself of my teacher fetish. Not true, my creative writing TA is so adorable that I should probably work on my poetry so as to get in his good graces...