In this post, I’ll list a few of the sources that I draw on when standing in my closet trying to decide what to put together for the day. Unsurprisingly (to those who know me, at least), I look to TV and movies. In doing so, I play what I chose to dub “Fashion Fan Fic.” What would [insert name] wear? Let’s take a look. Continue reading
Sometime last May, I decided to start and finish watching all seven seasons of Gilmore Girls by the end of the summer and I have achieved that goal as of today! During my journey, I slowly encountered spoilers (after all, it’s been seven years since the last episode) and learned that most fans have very strong takes on the multiple men of Lorelai and Rory’s lives and whether they got what they deserved or not. There are many things I love about Gilmore Girls, but since everybody seems to take sides when it comes to the men, I want to put in my two-cents. Officially having seen every episode, I’ve found that I don’t conform to any of the popular opinions. (Except for maybe one…) Continue reading
For the past week or so, I’ve been at Rosemary Beach in Florida and I have a few things to say about beach vacations. It’s always gonna be a fun trip with family and friends, but in general, I personally find the beach to be much more tiring than relaxing. Read on for thoughts about beach vacations and where to find great food! Continue reading
This time last year, I had months of stress awaiting me. Perhaps that’s an exaggeration, though. While I did spend many months anxious about applying to college, I had a lot of other things on my mind. In fact, the summer of 2013 was more exciting for me than anything. Here are a few words on how things have changed for me in the past year. Continue reading
Yesterday, I returned from a 10-day family vacation to London and Paris and have finally came back with a keener understanding of what constitutes a good vacation for me. I surprisingly returned without major jet-lag and am enjoying some down time. Though the trip had ups and downs, I learned so much about traveling and even about what I want my life to be like for the next few years. WARNING: a rather lengthy, rambling, personal disclosure follows. Continue reading
I’m a list-maker. A compulsive list-maker, actually. Since 7th grade, I’ve written out my goals for the year–some trivial like “Get new phone bumpers” (throwback to my Sidekick days) or “Pimp out my locker” circa 2008, some abstract like “Forget the little things” or “Do what I want to do” during my senior year. So, naturally, I decided to define some goals for this pivotal summer of mine: the bridge between high school and college. I want to get things done. Everything I’ve been wanting to do, I’ll make time for. Here are a few of the things I’d like to accomplish before I leave for college in the fall… Continue reading
I’ve recently started working at a small restaurant and have realized that I am a bad waitress. Don’t get me wrong–I do my job well, eagerly do whatever is asked of me, barely screw up orders, and behave in the most polite way possible. Aside from a few minor mixups, I hardly have problems waiting on tables. But I still believe that while I’m adequate, and occasionally maybe even good, I’m definitely not the best fit.
As we all lined up to make our entrance at the stadium (graduation was held on our district’s football field), I looked around at all of my classmates in the huge, baggy green gowns and saw a bunch of precocious 1st graders playing dress-up. But, of course, we were all mostly adults, finished with our compulsory education, and ready to begin the next phase of life. When did we grow up? And why don’t I feel like I’ve finished high school? There are certain milestones I can never imagine myself passing, like getting a driver’s license or graduating, yet here I am. It all feels very unreal–I think it’ll take me a long time to actually process the fact that I’ll never have to return to high school ever again. And so, another year has passed, another class has graduated. Here are some things that I noticed during the ceremony (other than how tiny we all looked): Continue reading