It happens to all of us. Yes, even the people who appear to have it all together …
Category: School
When it comes right down to it, isn’t sleep more important than a 4.0?
I was not a straight A student. But I wanted to be—well, sort of. To my parent’s dismay, my 2.90 high school GPA proved I didn’t actually want to be bad enough to be … but hey, I wasn’t much really the studious type. I wasn’t a stoner either, but although I never skipped class I also rarely brought a…
Does God care how I address Him?
I tried to pray today. But it seems I’ve forgotten how. When I was a little girl, right after my mother turned my bed back and I brushed my teeth and changed into my princess nightgown, I used to crouch on my knees, hands clasped together, head bent, eyes closed and repeat the words to…
Rainbows and unicorns are everywhere –
I try not to think about bad things. Because It serves no purpose — accept maybe to antagonize me. There have been moments, days, even weeks where I have been consumed by bad thoughts … when I have internalized the worst possible scenario … When a plane crashes, my mind pictures people that I love on…
And the best party trick is (not what you think) …
When my mother said she was so happy she might pee herself, I figured it was in reference to her new car. Which I totally get — I mean its exciting stuff, getting a new car. But alas, no … her elation had nothing to do with an automobile. She was simply eager to see how…
A little bit of flour makes a lot of fond and found memories –
I like cake. Or at the very least, I like the idea of an untouched red velvet perched under a glass dome in the middle of my kitchen island. There’s something perfect about a cake on a crystal pedestal.
Why you should welcome the occasional crappy day.
I am having a crappy day. Beyond crappy. In fact it’s the kind of crappy that I should be excited about because there’s nowhere else to go but up. Still, I’m not going to sit around and sulk all day — I don’t have time for that. Nor am I going to call my mother…
