Keep Breathing

the point i always make about tay swift when people bash her.

I don’t care if you think she’s generic. I don’t care what you think. Music that makes you feel good is good music. And tswift knows where its at.

(:

They both have sandy claws!

hehehehe!

I think if I had to describe mine and Nate’s relationship it would be with laffy taffy jokes.

<3

for whatever reason.

hahahaha

I sit here at my desk, in a cluttered room, a blank word document laid out before me, thinking to myself, “This has got to be a trick question. It just has to be.” And, then…Simplicity: Starbucks, Target, and feather.

            Starbucks has two sides to it- on one side, people are sitting, relaxing, and drinking coffee, and on the other, the employees are working frantically to ultimately satisfy the customers. I see myself as the employees. I am constantly behind the counter helping people with their problems, trying to calm them down, to satisfy them. I know nothing is ever easy, so it is important for me to be there to comfort my customers like a good cup of coffee. I will go out of my way to brighten someone’s day, even if it means being stuck behind the counter, sacrificing my own relaxation.

Within the same realm of Starbucks, somewhere in my mind lies a Target. Target is a complex system with working parts. The employees, products, and customers all come together to produce success. My mind, just like this system, is a series of products waiting to be explored. Beneath the surface, there is so much to offer beyond letter grades and extra curricular activities. I am a department store yet to develop my key products into a grand market. And, as I set up shop in college, new products will be added to my inventory to help me achieve ultimate success. I will continue to aim towards the target in order to reach that final destination.   

            It is very possible that that final destination will be reached by a chance of fate, a push, a current. A feather, when unattached from its host, rolls with the wind. I go where the wind blows me, and for the past four years, the wind has been circulating around the four walls of my high school. In a matter of months, however, the wind will take me away. I am more than ready to let it take me on the new and wondrous journey that is college. Sure, I don’t know where it might take me exactly. But, the winds of change are coming, and whether my flight course leads me to the Atlantic or continues in the Pacific, I know I will thrive.  BU, however, is definitely the place where I want the wind to stop. It is the place where I see myself settling, waiting for the wind to come back and pick me up again, constantly moving me towards that final destination.

            I’m a cheese ball.

Dear Global Warming,

You are the best imaginary friend ever!

Sincerely, A. Gore.

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real original.