Whenever I deposit a check, I love looking at how much money is in my bank account. I love knowing that money is in there. I love thinking about what I could spend it on. I think about what I could buy more than I actually buy things. I don’t always want to buy things, […]Read more "I’m in Love With a Number"
In high school, I ran cross country and track. One thing I noticed when I first joined was that just about everyone else sported tank tops that were former t shirts. It’s a great way to prove to people that you own a pair of scissors. And then also, you can have a new tank top […]Read more "My T shirt is Now a Tank Top"
My fingernails aren’t painted right now. They usually are, but I’ve been slacking on it lately. I was so frustrated earlier this week that I peeled my nail polish off. I don’t even remember if it was yesterday or the day before that. But yeah; I’m tired. This semester, I have a class in which I’m […]Read more "I’m Tired, But I’m Living"
There’s an ongoing meme/war about whether or not pineapple is an adequate pizza topping. Usually people refer to it as “pineapple does/doesn’t belong on pizza,” which is such a funny way to phrase it to me. Using the word “belong” suggests it’s more about categorization than opinion. People say “pineapple belongs on pizza” the same way […]Read more "Pineapple on Pizza"
I recently received a shirt about the movie The Breakfast Club at a clothes swap. The top says “five strangers with nothing in common, except each other.” The next line is “A brain, an athlete, a princess, a basket case and a criminal.” Below this text is a picture of the five main characters of the movie. […]Read more "The Breakfast Club and Life in General"
Every day when I drive to school, I see so many cars. Sometimes, I can find a place to park quickly. Other times, I have to really search. And as I search for something as simple as a parking spot, I think about why I’m going through this continuous series of driving through a row, […]Read more "Does This Planet Have Too Many People?"
I deleted some of the things I posted on this blog. At one point, I liked the piece of writing enough to post it. But then, time passed and I stopped liking it. Maybe, I looked back and decided that it wasn’t a good post. Or, maybe I changed my mind about the subject I […]Read more "It’s Okay to Change Your Mind"