Mouths Wide Shut

Are you a picky eater? Share some of your favorite food quirks with us (the more exotic, the better!). Omnivores: what’s the one thing you won’t eat?

Food and I have an odd relationship.

When I was little, there were three things that I simply would not eat (or rather would refuse to eat and then begrudgingly eat after being scolded): steak, oranges, and fish.  Continue reading


Autumn Leaves

Changing colors, dropping temperatures, pumpkin spice lattes: do these mainstays of Fall fill your heart with warmth — or with dread?

This prompt is reminding me of my philosophy class, and how we’re learning about the difference between feel-good happiness and ultimate happiness. This statement is reminding me that I should get a life outside of my schoolwork.

But going back to the happiness thing, essentially what that’s saying is that ultimate happiness can be felt even through temporary woes and mistakes because you are living a virtuous life to the best of your abilities. It’s the same with autumn. Autumn is like the ultimate happiness, and each day, each hour, or even each minute are the temporary highs and lows that come in life. There are so many things I love about this season, but the dread is there too (albeit in a very small dosage).  Continue reading

Overload Alert

“Everybody gets so much information all day long that they lose their common sense.” — Gertrude Stein
Do you agree?

Yes. Wholeheartedly.

I might have mentioned before that I’m currently a college student, so at the moment really my only priority in life is to stuff as much information into my brain as humanly possible since that would make it the most worthwhile. It’s so expensive that I’m essentially selling my soul for this privilege, but apparently these next few years will help me learn how to be an adult too.

…just kidding.  Continue reading

Voice Work

Your blog is about to be recorded into an audiobook. If you could choose anyone — from your grandma to Samuel L. Jackson — to narrate your posts, who would it be?

I have only two options here: it’s gonna be me or Emma Stone.

As it says in many descriptions I’ve written about myself for blogs and school, I like to think of myself as someone who is potentially witty or funny. While I don’t actually know if I’m making you laugh, what I can say is that Emma Stone will find a way to make you. I’m not a fan of actual comedy in film or on television, but I appreciate Stone’s humor and effortless flow of narration. On the business side of things, I would get an infinite amount of publicity, which is never a bad thing.

The other option is myself for one big reason: I write in my voice. Duh. It’s a bit different from my other blog, since my other blog is fictional short stories. There, I’m the author but not the narrator. For this blog here, I’m both, so it would only make sense that I read it in my voice. Now while my voice isn’t going to do anything for my publicity, at least I’ll truly feel like the recording is my own and that every stutter and hiccup is awkward but authentic.


Clothes and toys, recipes and jokes, advice and prejudice: we all have to handle all sorts of hand-me-downs every day. Tell us about some of the meaningful hand-me-downs in your life.

Hand-me-downs are precious to me. There’s nothing more valuable than something with personal meaning behind it. Seriously. If my parents gave me an old broken pen that’s been handed down generation after generation (or I suppose it would be a quill at that point), it would have more value to me than a brand new leather jacket, and that’s saying something because I really want a nice leather jacket.  Continue reading

Advantage of Foresight

You’ve been granted the power to predict the future! The catch — each time you use your power, it costs you one day (as in, you’ll live one day less). How would you use this power, it at all?

Damn, this would make a really great premise for a novel or a movie. I’m thinking maybe of a hero who feels that he/she needs to save everyone who is in any kind of mortal danger, selflessly giving up the days of his/her life one by one in order to save the people he/she loves.

I would not play the hero. Although we all like to think of ourselves as heroes and heroines every once in a while, it is a fantasy. There really are selfless people out there, but not to the extreme degree that you can see in superhero stories. I like to think of myself as someone who can make sacrifices for the people I love, but here’s my lame excuse for not going on a sight-seeing rampage: After a short while, my minutes would be up and there I’d be, somewhere in a ditch. Utterly useless.  Continue reading

Moved to Tears

Do movies, songs, or other forms of artistic expression easily make you cry? Tell us about a recent tear-jerking experience!

Oh man, am I a cry-baby when it comes to the arts. I used to play it tough, but that was before I finally admitted to myself that I might someday become like my mother. The end of that rebellious phase led to the new and improved Sobbing Siena.

I don’t cry at everything. When a friend of mine recommended that I read The Fault in Our Stars, she told me that if I wasn’t sobbing by the end, I had no soul. Guess I have no soul. Don’t get me wrong; I absolutely loved the book and that ending filled me with all the emotions a good book should invoke, but it just didn’t spark any tears.  Continue reading