an attempt at explaining my sleeping habits.
  • Mr. Sanchez: You don't look as tired as you did last week.
  • Me: I got my sleep that's why! I have to sleep after school and at night.
  • Mr. Sanchez: I don't undertand why teenagers are so tired.
  • Me: YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND. I LOVE SLEEPING.
  • Mr. Sanchez: You don't need that much sleep.
  • Me: NO I LOVE SLEEPING. LIKE I REALLY REALLY LOVE SLEEPING. SLEEPING IS MY HOBBY. IF I COULD MAJOR IN SLEEPING I WOULD.
  • Mr. Sanchez: HAHAAHAHAHA


I got rejected from usc so now I've heard back from all the colleges I care about.
  • My mom: So which colleges are you considering? We need to go visit them.
  • Me: USD and Chapman.
  • Me: I gotta go see which uni has the better food
  • Me: if I'm going to be staying there for the next 4 years.
  • My mom: wow.

How to reject a guy when he asks you to prom.
  • How a girl lets them down: I really don't want to go with you.
  • How a guy WANTS you to let them down: Hey, I'm sorry but I really wanted to go stag this year. It's nothing personal, but my friends and I already had it all planned and I'd hate to bail on them.

It was all worth it.

My whole life I’ve never considered myself smart. I’m not a valedictorian. I don’t have a 4.0. I can only get A’s in classes when I’m lucky on the borderline. I’m just your average student who takes honors/AP classes to challenge myself even if I don’t always succeed. These past four years were tedious yet difficult and I really never thought it would pay off. Getting into University of the Pacific was an accomplishment alone. But, I cannot express my feelings after getting into Chapman and University of San Diego. I’ve been accepted to every private I applied to, with USC left. I’ve been rejected from every UC excluding Riverside. You win some, you lose some. I’m not sad or mad mainly because I don’t want to go to UCs anyways. I guess all I wanted to say is I’m glad of the choices I’ve made in high school and I’m so grateful to all my teachers who’ve helped me along the way.

High school was just an experimental milestone for me. But,


Yesterday I was wearing my superman shirt and my text tone is “I’m no superman” (the one from scrubs) and I was like “my phone says I’m no superman, but my shirt says otherwise”


  • me everyday: i don't want to do anything because that would involve movement.

my friend has a serious sleep texting issue.