As I sit here during the first week of classes after frantically looking for the building I was supposed to be in, not being able to find a seat, realizing I knew no one in my class but that boy from freshman year who tried to get me to "Netflix and chill" with him, and looking down at my phone and realizing that Sunday of syllabus week already won and my phone is on 4%, little drops of H2O started quickly falling down my face.

After I realized what was happening, I wiped them away and told myself to handle life like a "bad ass bitch" and stopped the charade known as crying. Later on that day I didn't get my nap and spilled wine on my new romper and the tears started flowing like Niagra Falls and I thought to myself... I'm just going to let it happen.

Now I know all of that was extremely dramatic and I probably should have just sat next to the Netflix and chill boy because he's in a decent fraternity and one friend is better than none, but all of that was a completely viable reason to cry. We look at crying as such as bad thing, that we often forget spilling wine on your new romper is more than an understandable reason to cry, especially when there is no tide-to-go stick nearby. I don't understand why society places such a negative emphasis on crying, because it's one of the most natural things our body does. Here is a quick science lesson for all you non science majors out there:

Crying is natural--our body naturally produces tears based on an emotional level. It's a mixture of salty water, protein, oil and water that comes from the lacrimal gland of your eye, out your eyeball, down your cheek, ruining your mascara and leaving a sloppy look. Try "Real" lash mascara to prevent the last step--but the rest you can't avoid.

With this being said, I'm no science major and even I can deduct that crying is natural, doesn't only happen to girls, and can be the result of anything from a cute puppy to a death. We, stupidly, see it as a sign of weakness, and automatically assume that anyone who decides to let their lacrimal glands free is incapable of doing anything real or productive, and label them as "overly emotional." NEWSFLASH: everyone cries, and it's not a bad thing.

On an average day, anything from a golden retriever on Old Main lawn, to failing Stat 200 again, to forgetting my towel in the shower makes the water works come on with full force, and I'm done apologizing for it. You should be, too.

Hell, I'm encouraging you to cry. Your boyfriend told you no sushi tonight? Bring the tears. That commercial came on where the lady cries about how poor and sad the puppies at the pound are? Starting sobbing, get in your car, go to the pound, adopt 28 puppies, and then cry when they do something cute. You failed Stat? HYSTERICALLY sob until your mom promises to get a tutor who will essentially do all of your work next semester.

Catch me sobbing my way around town from now on--bring some tissues please.