Stephanie Georgopulos

I Want To Go Home

“If you’re interested in visiting movie houses, there’s a ton nearby. The Home Alone house is in the suburbs, and John Hughes shot basically all of his movies here,” someone offers. My eyes light up like I’d just snorted any number of white, powdery substances.

5 Instances Of Hyper-Singledom

There’s nothing wrong with singledom [says my mother, therapist, etc.], but there’s also nothing wrong with recognizing that there are [many] moments a single person is inundated by reminders that they’re riding solo. And that’s not always a bad thing! Some reminders are melancholic, some are celebratory, and some idly poke you into a slow, burgeoning existential crisis. Take, for example, the five I believe to be most universal.

Sleepwalking

During this time I would go to sleep in one place and wake up somewhere else. Asleep in bed, awake on a couch. Asleep in a guest room, awake in a basement. I would climb stairs and make a new bed in a new room and I’d have no idea what’d happened when I woke up. It’s like my body was trying to run away from my mind.

It’s 11/11/11, Make A Wish

I don’t remember the first time I made an 11:11 wish. Sometime after I’d quit wishing on dandelions and rogue eyelashes. I’d be in class and someone would excitedly grab my arm, “It’s 11:11! Make a wish!” And I would, though I’m not sure why; I’d wish for something fleeting and of low import like some 15-year-old boy’s affections and it became habit, to wish for useless trivialities.

Biracial Girl Problems

Race is like gender – most of the time, people see it and assume how one identifies. Black woman. White man. Hispanic child. Anyone who’s biracial or struggles with his or her gender identity knows it’s not so cut and dry.

Why I Love Strangers

I’m staring at Orestes when I realize my stranger is standing behind me. I don’t see him initially, I just feel him. My body tenses up and I feel excited by the idea that we’re looking at the same thing at the same time and seeing something different. I want to ask him what he thinks, but I stay quiet instead. I don’t want to ruin it.

What To Do After Making A Drunken Fool Of Yourself

Before facing other humans, you need to get your Encyclopedia Brown on. It may be difficult to avoid humans if there’s one in your bed, but look past their naked limbs and consider them your first clue. Friend? Foe? Stranger?

8 Songs That Remind Me Of Love

I went to an Irish Catholic college, the student population of which basically canonized Billy Joel. But I won’t blame the Christian Brothers for my obsession with this song, or my parents, or Casey Kasum. I love me some goddamn Billy Joel, and I especially love this song.

Film Characters I’ve Wanted To Date

Another dirty dancer – if you’re noticing a pattern here, it’s no mistake. I vetted my first ex-boyfriend after discovering him during my junior high choir’s winter concert. I like the singin’ and the dancin’.

When A Twentysomething Feels Old

You’ll feel old when you don’t care about staying in on the weekend, when you cancel on your friends and they don’t care, either. You used to need a real excuse to sit out on a Friday, “I’m sick,” or “I’m going away this weekend,” but now all you have to say is, “I’m old as hell and I can’t go out two nights in a row without vomiting,” and no one will argue with that.

How To Go To Brunch

Have a beer while everyone meanders around in a hungover stupor. “Guys, I’m starving!” Someone/ everyone proclaims. “What did we do last night? There’s like, potato chips everywhere. And hot sauce.” “Where?” you say, I mean you’re not going to eat them or anything, you’re just curious.