College Applications

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PIQs, activity lists, FAFSA and a million other things. Writing and rewriting personal essays. On top of all this I have to keep up with my current classes, 3 AP courses, cross country practice, roller derby practice, work and finding time to spend with my family and friends. The time where I have nothing to do I spend stressing, stressing about the future, stressing about school or friendships. I underestimated the stress that senior year brings.

All this stress in hopes of going to my dream college, Cal Poly San Luis Obispo. The location, the weather, the campus it is all perfect except for the acceptance rate, around 27% and depending on the major it dips even lower.

I have my ways of rewarding myself for my hard work. I love treating myself to Starbucks or an açaí bowl. I still somehow find time to doom scroll on Instagram as I decompress from my day.

I am excited for what the future holds for me, but I am also terrified.

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Famous

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If I were famous, I would be so scared. I think about whether I got famous, and I genuinely don’t know if it would be the best thing ever or the most terrifying thing. I feel like I would be able to wear whatever I want, go wherever I want, and make so many friends so easily because I would probably know everyone. It would be so fun to travel wherever, whenever. I feel like there would always be something happening, and my life would never feel boring.

But then, I think about the reality of it, and I feel like I would actually be so intimidated. I can just imagine walking into a room and knowing that almost everyone knows who you are, or going out and wondering if paparazzi are secretly taking pictures of you. I feel like I would be too afraid to go outside if I looked bad one day. What if I literally just wanted to have a bad day and be left alone, and some guy comes up to me asking about my opinion on something, flashing a camera in my face? The thought of people talking about you or making up stories about your life seems so weird to think about.

The strangest part would be that you never really know what people’s intentions are. Like, would someone want to be my friend, or would they just want to be around me because I’m famous? Would people even like me for who I am or pretend to? That would make me go crazy. But at the same time, I can’t lie, I would love to be famous. I guess what makes being famous so interesting to me is that I would want all the cool parts without necessarily wanting everyone to know everything about me. I think I’d want to be famous for like a week just to try it out and see if I like it, and then just go back to normal life.

Who's the Most Famous Person in the World? 11 Contenders | HowStuffWorks

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Hair

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I have always had pin straight hair. I love it now but when I was younger it was a different story. Almost everyone in my family has wavy or curly hair, so I grew to wonder why I didn’t. I would spend nights trying to find ways to curl my hair but it never stuck. As I got older I started wanting to experiment with my hair more. I wanted to get layers, something that would give more dimension and life to my hair. Every time I would go to a salon I would be told that the layers wouldn’t look natural and they would be choppy if I didn’t style it. I didn’t want to have to style it. I wanted it to look like it did on all my other friends. When I got into high school my opinion on my hair changed. It got longer, and I found a way of cutting it that I liked. I got more confident in my hair and I learned to be happy with the simplicity of it. Even though it was the bane of my existence when I was younger, it has grown to be something i love.

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Seasons Loop

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Every day, Earth spins and orbits the Sun; seasons change all over the world. Some countries on Earth only have two seasons, while some have four. Different areas in the world experience seasonal changes; embrace them with their pros and cons.

Countries by the equator (like Brazil) typically only have two seasons called wet and dry. Because those places are hit by the sun the most, they typically don’t get too cold, and you wouldn’t see snow in those areas. Areas around the equator are normally tropical, which is why they receive lots of rainfall and are humid. 

Countries south or north of the equator typically have more than two seasons. America, for example, has four seasons called winter, spring, summer, and fall. Some might have more negatives than positives; however, each one is necessary. 

So each year, as the Earth rotates, the seasons come and go in an endless loop that we all have grown used to. 

Did you know there are 6 seasons in the Upper Valley

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Brother

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My brother is my favorite person in my life; he understands me better than anybody and has never given up on me. He has seen me through every aspect of my life and has helped me through everything. He is, of course, my annoying older brother who pushes my buttons, but he is also my biggest inspiration. He makes me want to work harder every day for my goals because I watched him do just that his whole life. He holds me accountable for my actions and for being responsible for my life and my future, and while it may be frustrating and irritating in the moment, I can look back and be so thankful I have someone who pushes me like that. Besides being an amazing role model, he is an amazing friend; I call him multiple times a week at all hours of the day, and he always answers and lets me talk about nonsense for hours. He constantly takes me out to dinner, shopping, or golfing just so we can spend time together doing fun activities. My brother makes sure I always have what I need to achieve my goals, and I could not be more grateful for him. He is by far the best big brother in the world, not only because he loves me but because he makes it his mission to ensure I succeed and can live the best life possible.

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Food

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“I Luv Food.” That’s the name of my phone since I first got it in 3rd grade. I got to decide what to name it on iCloud, and my pops said to choose something I loved, so I decided FOOD! The smell of foods, the taste, the different texture, everything about it makes me so happy. I sometimes go to bed thinking about how excited I am to eat breakfast in the morning. Some would say I have an unhealthy obsession with it, while others would call me a food connoisseur. I want to thank whoever decided to make such delicacies as French fries, and don’t even get me started on sushi! I am so grateful to be able to experience the beauty of eating, smelling, and tasting. Just the thought of this makes me so excited to eat breakfast tomorrow. I might be obsessed, but I mean, come on, who doesn’t love food?

Primus – The Band of Weird

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Primus sucks. Now, that’s an odd way to start a blog related to American rock band Primus, but I swear, it has a story.

Over the summer, I saw Primus with my aunt and uncle, and honestly, it was one of the best concerts I’ve been to. Every time I see a concert, I say that, but this time I mean it. It was.. an odd experience, having to get off of a boat after being out on the water weeks beforehand, landing in Los Angeles, getting picked up by my aunt and uncle in Long Beach, eating barbeque, seeing Flying Frog Brigade, Claypool Lennon Delirium, and Primus, and going back to the hotel for 6 hours of sleep before getting back on the boat again for a week.

Needless to say, I felt as if my third eye opened seeing this band. The visuals were great, the pit was amazing during Primus’s set, and the entire bands stage presence is otherworldly, even with Les Claypool’s opening bands. I’ve liked this band before seeing them, while seeing them, and after seeing them.. and I still love them.

Primus rejects mainstream musical paths, has the bassist as their lead singer along with crazy bass lines, amazing drum and guitar solos, and stories about characters rather than personal experiences and commentary on the world.

I love this band. They’re weird, and I personally find comfort in the absurdist band such as this.

All the Primus albums I've listened to in order of preference : r/Primus

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Seen But Not Known

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I feel like I notice so much about the people around me, but do they ever notice anything that way about me? I can always tell when someone gets a haircut or is feeling a little down or maybe bought a new shirt, but I never really feel like other people notice those things about me. Is it all in my head, and I just don’t notice it because it’s me, or do the people around me really just not care to ask or comment about it? I think that’s a reason why psychology was always such an interest of mine: why are people the way they are? Why have I always been the one who gets picked last in groups or the last one to get invited to things, if at all? I always felt like the short end of the stick, but is that just me being selfish? Do other people also feel the same way? Do they feel like I do that to them? I’ve always wondered these things since I started getting bullied in 1st grade, and it really stuck with me. I try to be nice to everyone, a universal friend. I do this because I understand that feeling of being alone and having no one to go to. Being the floater friend who isn’t anyone’s best friend or first choice, but I’m always there. Even after I took psychology, I realized you never truly know what’s going on in someone’s head because we are all our own person. Instead of trying to please everyone or being sad that maybe you weren’t the first pick, that’s ok; it’s normal. There is always going to be other options in life, and most of the time you aren’t going to be picked. So maybe I need to look at this differently. Rather than seeing it as me always being chosen last, maybe instead I’ll be better prepared for the future. I understand that feeling of not getting chosen, so I won’t have those high expectations when it comes to things like that later in life. I have built these experiences to help shape me for the world that is filled with challenges and barriers that need to be broken down, and instead of being scared or halted at the first hurdle, I’ll continue on just like I always have.

An Ode to Friendship. Why friends form a core part of our… | by Sally Clarke | Medium
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Second Hand Shopping

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I started thrifting a lot when I got my drivers license because I could go whenever I wanted. Now more recently I go more because I have a job and access to more money. Around 5 months old ago I found out about a large flea market in Thousand Oaks called the Jack and Jill Flea Market. The first thing you see when you drive into the Thousand Oaks Mall parking lot is about 100 pop up shade covers. Beneath those covers are hundreds of clothing items from shirts to shoes, bags, skirts, dresses and accesories. The clothes at The Jack and Jill Flea are more expensive than regular estate store items because they are curated clothes. The clothes are carefully picked and sourced rather than being old clothes from someone’s house. I also like to shop on Depop which is an online site for selling clothes. Words like “Vintage” and “Y2K” are used as tags in posts as buzz words to attract attention. Reselling clothes has become a popular form of making money. Many teenagers rely on places like the Goodwill bins to source vintage clothes that they can sell for 30x the amount they bought it for. Second hand shopping has become very popular for Gen Z, I can speak from personal experience. People are beginning to realize the implications of buying first hand such as pollution, the fast fashion crisis, child labor and much more. Shopping second hand is the best, cheapest and most sustainable way to shop.

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The Start to an End

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It is the third week of my senior year and I already have learned so much about myself and those around me. I moved in this year alone which was honestly really sad and depressing, I felt alone and like I had been pushed out of nest without any warning and before I was ready. However when I got to California I felt this odd sense of peace and support that I had never really felt before. Not only from my family here in California but especially from my friends. Within 24 hours of me being here I already had a hangout planned and was beyond excited to see my friends who I haven’t seen in 3 months. My first couple days on campus were filled with long hugs and constant “I missed you so much!” Hearing this and seeing it for myself made em feel so loved and wanted. I know it is only the third week of my senior year but I already am getting this vibe that this year is going to be amazing or at least I hope it is. I am excited to experience my final high school moments and memories with the people who have given me a family here. I truly can’t express into words how grateful I am for my friends here, I especially can’t express my gratitude for being able to finish high school with them.

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