Compact Stress

Packing for camp is too stressful for me.
 
I feel like all my possessions are playing hiding-o-seek with me.
 
“Ha ha,” the chant, “you can’t find me!” And then there are those things you forget about completely, like toenail clippers.
 
You might have figured out that I’m packing for camp. Three points for you.
 
Packing makes me cranky.
I [...]

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Fuel for Thought

There was a fire in Lakewood yesterday.
I happen to be spending the week in Lakewood visiting my sister, and my gorgeous nieces. The fire was around the corner from her. So, I spent some time watching the fire myself, watching it with my nieces, with one niece and then the other. It’s terrible that I [...]

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Invite me in another language, maybe I’ll come then.

The Hebrew side of wedding invitations are the biggest waste of time. Besides for the point that invitations themselves are overrated (they make good dustpans when I can’t find mine), the only part anyone reads is the names to see if the chosson or kallah are hiding any embarrassing second names, like Yenta, Shprintzy, or [...]

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Of Teachers and Tutors

I’ve reached the conclusion that life is all about semantics.
My sister  is the best type of student: She’s there, she listens, she participates, she does her homework, she tries, real hard. And most of the time she gets there. (well, she does have a 4.0 g.p.a. for a reason)
She’s taking an English course now, and [...]

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Pay your way to good grades

I was in Target today, looking at school supplies.
Actually, I was there just to pass the time so I wouldn’t focus on the fact that I hadn’t eaten all day, and still had three hours to go. So while I was there is spent most of my time drooling over the school supplies.
I have [...]

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Emotional Dis”dress”

I believe that one of the worst feeling a woman can feel today is being cheated out of a good buy. Well, I can’t exactly say that it’s the worst feeling in terms of reality, where there’s death, sickness and tragedy all over…but those are instances were a person is expected to be overwhelmed by [...]

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Beautiful Agony

The back of my foot is ripped to shreds. My toes are red and squished. I have a large blister on the sole of my foot, yet I love my new shoes. They are a black patent leather, have a sizable heel and look great with my black dress, or really anything. The fact that [...]

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Apathetic Wish

Sometimes I wonder why I bother caring. Being apathetic makes life so much easier. I’m not talking about a personal level, because if I didn’t care about anyone in my life then there wouldn’t be much purpose in living. I’m referring to my interest in politics.
 
Why do I care that Obama is the Democratic [...]

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Flawed Perspective

I rip people apart.
 
I dissect their face, their body, their wardrobe, their personality.
 
Not to be mean, not to gossip, just out of plain old curiosity.
 
Very often, I’ll look at someone, and very rudely in my head go,
 
“I’d never be able to live with her nose/calves/teeth/stomach etc., how do they deal with it?”
 
And then I [...]

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Shying away

In the past two days I have discovered that I’m not half as intimidated by people as I thought I was.
 
Now I generally give off this cocky confident persona, not purposely, I just happen to have good posture, so it comes out that way. In any case, I’m incredibly curious about people, and terribly shy [...]

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