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| solitude is so good.
building barriers around yourself probably isn't all that good but it's a relief to just get away from everyone and everything. this is what i've realized after making the switch from the dorms to the apartments.
having my own personal space is a dream come true, it's where i can actually have peace of mind and just immerse myself in seclusion.
no one to get in your way, no one to be responsible for, no one to slow you down, no one to clean up after.
i keep asking myself, "why didn't i think of this earlier?" last year was the breaking point. since then, i've been wanting this.
it's nice to be with people now and then (so you know, you don't look like a complete introvert), but on occasion, i prefer to withdraw myself from the crowds and be alone.
phone off, door locked, headphones in, sprawled on the mattress and staring into space. before you know it, you slip into sweet slumber and boy, does it feel good.
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| i think i have a slight case of hedgehog's dilemma.
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| auntie ann's VS wetzel's pretzels
during a day of aimless meandering, my stomach was at it again. i was drilled by intermittent hunger pangs at the sight and smell of an auntie ann's stand. without hesitation, i approached the counter and asked for a sour cream & onion pretzel ($2.54). covered with a hearty flavored powder, the pretzel had a warm fluffy texture that left my tastebuds insatiable. auntie ann's has never disappointed in the field of baked pretzels.
as i was licking away the powdered residue from my fingers, i noticed something. less than fifty feet away stood a rival pretzel stand, wetzel's pretzels, located near the information kiosk. i wondered if they had sour cream & onion pretzels as well so i took my chances and embraced myself for the worst. paying an exorbitant $2.96, i was given a swollen baked pretzel covered in sour cream & onion powder mix. at first glance, everything seemed alright. it was fat. but as i bit into its soft and saggy texture, it all tasted too familiar like doughy pizza crust, almost gummy. undercooked? perhaps.
go to auntie ann's. it will do your mouth justice for the price you pay.
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| summer blues
i don't think i made any groundbreaking plans and i've accomplished very little since school got out.
so my summer's been derelict and relaxing.
perhaps a little too lax.
i mean, i've taken up a new workout regimen but that's not really exciting news.
it's this whole "having-all-the-time-in-the-world-but-not-making-the-best-of-it" circumstance that bothers me. the job market isn't looking all that great around here so there's no source of income despite numerous attempts to look for openings in person and online.
this weather is just gorgeous though. it smells good outside, i just want to go and mess around.
it's whack. no paychecks.
summer, why do you have to be such a big tease?
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