It's Not Just A Hat - In Loving Memory...
I wanted a fedora. I was about to leave for a weekend getaway and I was making sure that a fedora was leaving with me.
I wanted a fedora. I was about to leave for a weekend getaway and I was making sure that a fedora was leaving with me.
Defeated. That's how I felt. That's the best word that I can think of to describe it. When you watch what seems like everything fall apart, defeated is how you feel. There's no sugar-coating it.
When I was little, my family and I lived thirty minutes from the primary school that I attended. Each morning, my mom would wake me up, get me ready, and put me into the car. As a kid, I can remember hating these drives; but looking back on them now, they are some of my favorite childhood memories.
Being a senior in high school leaves me answering the question, "What do you want to do once you graduate?" a lot. People are curious, and that is okay; I actually enjoy answering their questions. For as long as I can remember, I've wanted to be a teacher, and that is always the answer that I give them. Most of...
I'm a planner. I can spend multiple hours on Pinterest decorating my future house that is currently non-existent. I like to make lists and post sticky notes when I'm trying to accomplish something. Most of all, I just really like to be in control of whatever is happening. I want to be the leader of every situation occurring in my...
The night before my last first day of school, I cried while choosing my outfit for the next day. Senior year was finally here and it seemed as though every good and bad memory that I had ever made was rushing through my mind at a thousand miles per hour. I wanted to time travel back to middle school and...