I have always had bad skin. You can sit there and tell me "It's not that bad!" or "Your skin is clear!" but I won't believe you. No, I don't have skin dysmorphia. I have acne. And I have had it since I was nine years old. And I am tired of it. I remember … Continue reading Why I’ve decided to finally go on Accutane
I have this theory that certain people come into our lives at certain times for certain reasons. I truly believe that we cross paths with people just so they can teach us something so we can learn and we can grow. The great thing about life is that no person is the same. Every person … Continue reading I have this theory…
I am someone who constantly craves change. I am always changing little things in my life (like my phone background or the arrangement of furniture in my room) just to satisfy that craving. Even the simplest of changes are refreshing to me. The one thing I love changing is my hair. When it is short, … Continue reading It’s just hair…
I first heard the song "Float On" by Modest Mouse when I watched the movie John Tucker Must Die for the first time. The scene when the four girls are in detention and Kate tries to introduce herself but the teacher comes back and interrupts her and all you hear is "Backed my car into … Continue reading And we’ll all float on okay
I have spent the majority of my working life in a bowling alley - not many people can say that. In 2011, I began working at the local bowling alley and worked there until I left for college in the fall of 2013. Once I transferred back home after my first semester, I returned to … Continue reading The end of an era
I used to always say fall was my favorite season for reasons such as my birthday, Thanksgiving, football, the crispness of the air, the crunchiness of the leaves, the warm colors of the trees... But as I have gotten older, my appreciation for the year's second season has grown tremendously. I don't know if … Continue reading Sprung about spring
Warning: During the creation of this blog post I decided to make "journal" a verb. I was an avid journaler for a really long time. It became consistent in probably seventh grade and stayed consistent until the end of high school. I wrote every single little thing that happened to me and eventually every single … Continue reading Starting up an old habit: Journaling
