I'm tired of waiting. I don't even know what I'm waiting for anymore... For 3 PM and for the day to end? For the impending weekend that always goes by way too fast? For that party at the end of the month? For the stress-free, vegetative state at the end of the school year? For college? For adulthood? What is it?

We're so consumed planning and waiting for the future that we forget to live in the pres...

I'm not interested in learning what they teach in schools.

I could care less about what the area of a square as a function of the length of one of its sides is.

Or about when and how a certain war started.

Or about Huckleberry Finn's weird ass "adventures." 

Or things that do

The Saint John's Times

Beware the Chimichanga!

The Chikungunya virus, also known as the Chimichanga or the Chimichurri, is out to get you! This fever is this summer’s latest trend, besides wasting water doing the ALS ice bucket challenge. Everybody who is anybody is getting it. ...

Years ago, before the humans walked on Earth, all animals followed the circle of life, also known as the food chain. There was abundance of bugs, fish, deer, and much more for animals to feast upon. Life was easy and simple. There was no struggle for animals to get food. Once humans began to live on the planet, everything changed. Animals had to compete for their food against humans. Once the first arrow was shot, the cycle of life changed. For the tiger, with its solid bright...

Everyone seems to know

what they're doing,

where they're going,

And then there I am.

Alone. Confused. Scared.

I don't know what to do or where to start;

I don't eve...

I think it is astonishing how there is always something happening everywhere at any given moment. The world is constantly moving, things are constantly changing, and memories are constantly emerging. To think that right where you stand someone stood before you, whether it were just a minute or an entire century, is amazing. People with different stories and experiences being united just by geography… You are, in a way, shar...

It’s amazing how the human body’s five senses communicate with the mind. Sometimes just by taking a whiff of a stranger’s perfume, you  begin to stroll down memory lane and remember that one person you do not want to be reminded of. How you can simply walk into a room and see way beyond its walls. At times, your senses can cooperate, however, they can definitely work against you as well. It absolutely sucks when you’re in a gr...

He did not know how long he had been floating. It must have been a little less than two years now. The ocean felt loose, more comfortable than the entirety of his own body. The wind kept hitting the top of his head. Almost like a reminder.

He was thinking of his favorite painting: Paul Signac’s Notre-Dame-de-la-Garde (La Bonne-Mère). He thought of the countless dots- each a ...

It’s dawn,

I think.

The shades are drawn; the light scrapes through the edges into the room.

It's beautiful,

And,

I stare at it until it leaves.

It’s dawn, and I cannot feel my toes.

I try to wriggle them in my socks,

but they feel strangled within the black thread.

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