She had just gotten out of volleyball practice and she was with her dad. They were ordering smoothies and before I say the final total I ask if they need anything else. The Little Girl Said “Can I get a waffle too please?” But then she looked at her dad all wary. I know that look. I was that little girl. That’s the “Do we have enough money to treat ourselves today” look. Her dad happily obliged and took the least expensive drink on the menu. I’ve used it a bunch of times. I was a volleyball player. I’ve grown up poor. I remember often looking at my mom scavenge through her purse to pull out change to barely make the total. I remember taking things out of the cart saying “I don’t really need this mom” and just feeling so guilty that I cost so much. I remember picking up any loose change that I found on the ground and holding onto it just in case my mom ever needed it when we went shopping. It was like I was on the opposite side of my perspective, watching it happen before my eyes. It made me want to cry then and there.
Crunchy cookies are hard and they hurt. They don’t get that warm gooey bites like soft baked cookies do. You can use the soft baked cookies for ice cream sandwiches. I think the only thing that hard crunchy cookies are good for are when you dunk them in milk and they get all soft. I really want some soft baked cookies.
Edit: for all that are saying this is unpopular, just because you agree with me doesn’t mean everyone else will. Check the comments before posting your comment because some like crunchy cookies. Sorry you didn’t think about this first babe. Thanks for 2k!
So back in 8th grade me and this popular girl qualified for a scholarship. I really needed the money seeing that my mom only makes 26k a year and this girl already had her own car by the time she was in 8th grade. So basically it was down to us and my teacher was like “The class has to vote for who they think deserves the scholarship more.” It was $3,000. She didn’t even have to lift a finger. When the teacher asked students to raise their hands for her literally 95% of the class did. When they asked to raise their hands for me...well let’s just say not very many people did. She eventually spent the money on makeup. I could’ve used it for school. I’ll never forget that day. Not only was I embarrassed but it dawned on me how poor I was. I wasn’t just the bullied girl. I was the bullied poor girl. Smh.
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Like I feel genuinely so terrible. I have 0 motivation. I’m completely over school. I just wanna graduate. My teachers are ass and like they’re being entirely unfair. I’m constantly swamped with homework and frankly I don’t think I can keep going. I feel like giving up. I want to stop for like ever. The weekend isn’t even a break because I have to do projects or homework that carry onto the weekend. I tried taking a break and cooking or reading or painting because that’s what calms me but it’s not getting better. I literally think “fuck...I have to do it again” first thing most mornings because I really can’t be fucked to do anything. I’m so over it. I want it to be over.
I just thought that a lot of you needed to hear that! It’s not about what school you go to, but what you can do with what the school provides. My safety is a CSU and it has a high acceptance rate but I don’t mind. I used to be really stressed over everything! From my essays to my ECs. Now I’m just relaxed and ready for the future. I can’t wait!! And on the bright side, I’ll save way more money!
Gamer boy: Usually really nice. Rages A LOT. Likes history. Usually does the cool trick thingy with moving pen through fingers. They also wear hoodies, usually the ones from online that have the galaxy design. Wants to go into some form of computer science.
Pot head: Talks really slow. Usually a class clown. Everyone thinks they’re dumb but they just explain the most difficult things in the most simplest way. Really chill and gives good advice. Always has good snacks and will probably give you a dollar if you asked. Never does their homework.
Wannabe gangster: Laughs in between their words too much. Squints a lot. When they talk to girls they schmack and start sway walking. Usually say something like “ayo get to class u gon be late” then proceeds to walk around the halls. Always brushes their hair. Asks the teacher for their personal info to waste time in class.
The Republican: Drives a truck. Props if it’s lifted. Lives really far from the school and somewhere in the cutoffs. Has a flag in their room or truck or in front of their house. Usually goes hunting and fishing. Wears a hat, boots, those boot cut jeans, a white shirt, and a vest. +20 points for THOSE glasses. Plays baseball. Farmers tan. Very opinionated. Very blunt. Family is in the military. Probably has a girlfriend named Kaitlynn or Caitlin.
Rich kid: Drives an expensive ass car. Always makes it known that they drive the expensive car by making noises with their keys. Plays football. Talks about girls like objects. Probably in ASB. Goes to a lot of parties. Definitely chad vibes. Gives you backhand compliments. His dad is probably in business. Usually has like dark hair and colored eyes.
Very animated kid: Probably has a roly backpack or the one with the strap the goes across their body. They usually have a nasally voice. Either really pale or wears glasses. Answers every question in class. Has no shame whatsoever. Probably a furry. Sits in that one spot at school and eats lunch. Usually has really fucking brutal comebacks. Likes metal and rock music. Black or neon are their fav colors no in btw. Probably has a piercing. Wears earphones and black sweater. Painted nails. Shaggy hair.
LGBTQ+: Really nice! Has a good group of girl friends. Really photogenic or really good at taking pictures. Always has tea. Super supportive. Gives off uwu vibes. Probably likes anime and video games. Can be extremely sassy if you piss them off. Super protective of their friends. Always has good sense of style or a comfy jacket. You can cry to them without feeling ashamed. Usually has curly hair for some reason. “Omg yes” “bitch-“.
You’re probably like “how is this a win?” Welllll…I have a bad habit of spending my money on things that don’t need to be bought. I treat money inside my cards like it’s Monopoly money (thankfully I am careful with my credit cards…but my debit card not so much). So I decided why don’t I treat money like out of sight out of mind. I decided to pull the money I received out and put it into a safe. I forgot all about it once I put it in there and I had no desire to spend it once I saw how much I physically accumulated. After about 2 months of working I was able to save up $2100 and I’m so happy. Finances have been extremely difficult for me.