With my 5th grade crush, Tim, at our senior prom. When I was 6, I was named “The Most Reverent” in my first grade class. When I was 10, I switched schools from Sonrise Christian School to Washington Elementary. Fifth grade was the first time I both told a boy I liked him (he later became my senior prom date…hi Tim!) and stood up to a teacher who I thought was underqualified. Little did 10-year-old me know, but for the…
Good news: the pharmacist at the Wal*Mart down the road is very attractive. For the past few days, I have been waking up with an unreasonable amount of gunk in my eyes. It was getting worse each day this week, and on Tuesday when I woke up I had to scrape the crud away from my poor eyeballs before I could open them that morning. Once I finally managed to peel them open, they were reddish and glossy. Joking with…
For the past week, I have been racking my brain around what I should say in this piece. I have brainstormed lots of topics from my crazy adventures, horrible revelations, health scares, life observations, and college advice to the upcoming class. The first page of my rough draft is now chuck full of half written articles, random sayings, homework notes, math notes, and my rants. The fact is I still do not know what I want to say to the…