Thursday, August 30, 2012
The most exciting part about getting a school locker was decorating the inside. It was your chance to say, “Hey world—this is me.”
In middle school, “me” was someone who loved Jonathan Taylor Thomas. J.T.T. was adorable, but he also had an edge. He was the only intelligent son on “Home Improvement” and had the voice of an angel on “The Lion King...
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Three percent of anything isn't much. If you handed me a pizza, and only let me have 3% of it, I'd be upset and still hungry. If I only allowed you to read 3% of this post, you would've finished it a sentence ago. Yet, considering that less than 3 percent of emailers sign a lease, leasing agents have to spend countless hours wasting 97% of their time working them.
Thursday, July 26, 2012
I went kayaking with a few friends the day it reached 106 degrees in Washington, D.C. (mistake No. 1). As I awkwardly climbed into my boat with the grace of a baby fawn learning how to use its legs, the 12-year-old boy by the docks assured me my possessions would be safe—and dry—in a spot in back of the kayak. He seemed wise and weathered beyond his years, so I trusted him (mistake...
Thursday, July 5, 2012
In fifth grade I failed a math test. I was the girl who got straight A’s, never talked and spent the first day of summer vacation helping the librarian organize her book shelves, so for me, this minor hiccup felt like an absolute disaster.
I had to get my parents to sign the test, but I was too afraid to show it to them so I forged my mom’s signature. I thought I had done a...