"A cycle. The most primitive form of travel, every child's first love. A cycle means so much more than just something that gets you from point A to point B."
"Since most of us are still floating on happy clouds of post-holiday euphoria, let me give you a small recap of the last few days of the previous semester."
I am Numb
"Have you sunk so low into your gastronomic misery that you no longer recall what good food tastes like?"
Woes of an anemic encapsulated in beginner attempts at poetry
"We'll be late for all the good things in life and we'll miss on everything and then we'll just [sob] die alone!"
"One of my classes requires us to make a blog, a PUBLIC blog. The one people can see. And read. And talk about to you after they're done examining it."