The Tinder Project

So last night after moving in, I physically did not have the energy to leave my bed. I was exhausted. And I don't have a TV in my new apartment. And both of my roommates were gone and hadn't responded to my text for the internet password. I was BORED. OUT. OF. MY. MIND.

So I decided to download Tinder.

I honestly had no intentions other than to make fun of everyone on it. I had seen a ton of my friends' "recommended matches" and they were HILARIOUS. But I was actually surprised with what I found. Sure, there were wayyy more 40-year-olds than should be allowed to even download the app to their phone (I encountered 8. I think they were serious. But really, I wonder if they are getting any "likes". If they are, it's just because people are making fun of them I'm sure). OH, and I also got a guy who immediately started talking about hooking up. (Needless to say that conversation ended right then and there.) But I was happy to see that there were a lot of decent looking guys. Even some REALLY CUTE guys! (One of which looked like Taylor Lautner from the pictures he had. HOTTTT)

I started liking some of the "potential matches", and even struck up conversations with a few. I got a lot of the "I just downloaded this app" or "I'm not exactly sure how this works" introductions, but that could have just been an act. I mean, it really was my first time using the app - should I give them the benefit of the doubt? I went with it and ended up talking with some of the guys for awhile.

ANYWAYS, moral of the story: I did meet a few guys that I think would be decent, but you never know. Nothing will come of this self-titled "Tinder Project", I never will talk with any of those guys ever again. BUT! It definitely helped me pass the time by myself, with no internet or TV. Would I do it all over again? YOU BETCHA!

In the future, I think I'll stick to meeting people in-person, not via a hook-up app. Definitely an interesting experience, though. First night in NYC, success!

<3, Charlotte

Packing, packing, packing

I am now being forced to write this with SEVERELY LIMITED internet access, since the internet in my house has been officially shut down in preparation of us all moving out. I am basically bootlegging the little bit of access I get from the campus wifi that is able to get to me. I feel like it's the early 2000's again.

Unfortunately, this image cannot help me in this situation.

Anywaysssss, the past few days have consisted of me packing my entire year, and in some instances my college career, away. And let me tell you – I have a lot of shit! I anticipated having about 5 garbage bags in total to bring to New York with me, but that is now not the case. I find myself with 2 suitcases and 7 garbage bags. I’m not sure if that is too much for just the summer, but I have already sent 8 bags home with my parents. Seriously. I have way too much crap.

Packing my life away. It sure seems like that during this very moment in time. Pictures of friends ranging from high school to those I just met senior year. Gifts from friends I have not talked to since freshman year, and from those I just met a year ago. School t-shirts from all types of occasions to the few business clothes I have managed to acquire at this point in time. I really have no excuse to ever use the phrase “I have NOTHING to wear!” EVER again!

Though all of my college years were very different (I went from being a serious D1 athlete freshman year to ending as a senior who goes out 7 nights a week), I wouldn't do anything differently. I don’t believe in regrets. Why waste time being upset about things that have happened in the past? I like to think of everything that has happened as being experiences that have helped make me who I am today. And for who I have become, I am appreciative of it all.

Here's to no regrets. And to embracing everything that life throws your way.

<3, Charlotte