Meet the Author!


Hello! And welcome to Wildin' In a Pandemic. The blog about finally being able to have a hoe phase in college after being broken up with during quarantine--despite there being a global pandemic. 

I'm K, the primary author of this blog. I am a sophomore at a Christian university in New Orleans (points if you correctly guess which one) and out of spite, and a need to fulfill cravings I've had since being locked down at my parents' house since March, I decided to have a hoe phase when I came back to New Orleans. 

This blog is definitely going to be a Carrie Bradshaw "Sex and the City" type thing, self reflection included. Seeing as I am currently isolated for two weeks because my suitemate got tested positive for COVID-19, I have nothing better to do with all the free time I have on weekends and weeknights. Expect many stories of the trysts and hookups I've had since coming back, and a tad bit of self reflection, like Carrie Bradshaw. 

Enjoy!


P.S. Please stay safe out here. Use condoms, make sure the person you're hooking up with hasn't been exposed to anyone with coronavirus and all of that. I know it is slightly irresponsible of me to be hooking up with different people in different places, but honestly I'm just kinda reckless. 

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