Assignment 9: Grace Goulson (make-up)

War is a tricky subject. Is it really necessary? Are their other ways out? How severe shall it be when it is inevitable? Sometimes it is necessary. Most of the time it isn't. Actually, I take that back because the everyday Joe America is so incredibly uneducated when it comes to politics and foreign relations (and this includes myself). The ordinary person may think they have a grasp of what's going on in the world, but conflict between two nations or even two peoples is so complicated- I don't know if anyone really understands it. So I feel like I don't really have a place to comment on real wars, but I do feel that war should be avoided at all costs. At the same time, I realize that sometimes it makes more sense (to some people) to resolve conflicts through "war" and violence. And some violence is more severe and unnecessary than others. So if war does happen, humans should try to stay away from excessive killing and violence, because I realize that the world is not a perfect place, and wars unfortunately occur.

Assignment 16: Horray for Hollywood

It's not quite Oscar season, I'm sure we'll get to that though, it is however that time when movie studios parade out their Oscar contenders.  So for this post I'd like you to go to the movies.

Actually you can just watch at home but I like the idea of you telling your parents that you HAVE to go for a homework assignment. 

Please pick one:

1. I'd like you to pick a genre or director and watch two films by that director and then compare/contrast the two in whatever way you deem appropriate.

2. Go see a film and submit a review of that film on rotten tomatoes.  Once you post, link the post in your blog so I can read it.
 

Minimum of 150 words - due Sunday, December 8 at 11:59 pm

Assignment 14: make up

My Thanksgiving for the most part looks normal. My grandmother does make a couple "different" dishes though. My grandmother makes oyster stuffing and jello salad. Frankly, I find them both to be disgusting but oh well. Next to Christmas, Thanksgiving is probably my favorite holiday. It is the only holiday where one is encouraged to gain as much weight as possible. Plus I like food and there is always plenty of it on Thanksgiving. I do have one specific memory of the holiday that some would consider a bad memory while others would consider it a funny one. When I was six or seven years old my grandfather made all the pies for Thanksgiving dinner. He was a good cook but in this instance he forgot one key ingredient, sugar. Each one of his homemade pies looked delicious and tasted like moist cardboard. However, since the old man never once admitted to making a mistake he had three slices of homemade, sugarless pumpkin pie. God love him.

Assignment 15- Cassadi Cordea

If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?
I would live in a house near the ocean. I could just walk out my back door and be standing on the beach. The beach is my favorite place in the world. I would be able to watch the sun rise and set each day. I think surfing would be fun, so I would probably learn how to do that, along with fishing. I would sit out near the water for hours everyday and just soak up the rays. I guess I wouldn't have to worry about getting pale again. If I lived on the beach, I imagine myself having a very stress-free and laid-back lifestyle. The calmness is what I find appealing about the ocean. Every time I visit a beach, I find myself never wanting to leave. I do believe that I will end up living on the coast someday.

Assignment 9- make up

I'm one of those people who would like to avoid war at all costs. I don't like hearing about all of the destructiveness going on today. I will admit, I am not the most informed person when it comes to the issue of war. I could probably pay more attention to it. I just think that if people were more open to negotiations and weren't so hostile (I am not calling our leaders hostile, but there are some out there who are), war might be able to be avoided. I do believe that each country has the right to defend and protect itself and its citizens, however they see fit. I guess this would just be the lesser of two evils if war was inevitable. War should be more of a last resort if everything else fails. It seems like these days violence is the first thing people jump to if there is a conflict. There are other ways to resolve issues between countries.

Covergirl - Alex Warren

If you could be a video game character, who would you be?

The best video game of my childhood was not just a game, but it was a life style. If I had the choice to be any video game character, I would be a Pokemon trainer. Honestly thats the coolest thing ever, to be able to run around catching pokemon and having battles with other people, and to train and evolve them. I would be playing in either the gold or silver version of the game. Anyway my starter of choice would be Todadile, because he is the coolest of all the starters. My team would start off slowly, waiting to catch the best pokemon for my team. My final team of 6 would consist of Feraligator, Gengar, Scizor, Shuckle, Ampharos, and Charizard. Yes I know thats two starters, but I could catch or trade for a charmender, charmeleon, or charizard in real life, with no video game limitations. 

And that is how I spent most of my childhood, and still spend some of my time today.

Assignment 10- make up

What scares me most? Having regrets. I am afraid of missing out on opportunities, and knowing it's because I could have, and should have done more. For me, that's one of the worst feelings. It used to not bother me so much, but now college is just around the corner and I'm having to worry over every grade I get. It's a constant presence in my mind. I think that is what is most stressful for me this year. But now I'm getting off topic. Anyways, I think this stems from my procrastination habits. I do procrastinate, yes, you can tell that because I am writing this as a make-up post. I think, especially getting into junior year, I realized that it will be my downfall if I don't make a change. And for the most part, I have been improving. What I really fear is slipping back into old habits, and having that be the reason I don't get into the school I really want to attend. The pressure that comes with this year adds to my stress, but I know that I'm the only one that can dictate what happens.

Assignment 12-make up

Decorative statue/fountain thingy that sits in my backyard. 

This statue is a guardian of the backyard. Nothing gets past him. He watches over everything that goes on back there. Every day he encounters kids running, playing, and screaming at the top of their lungs. He does not mind this harmless play, but if one of them turns destructive, they may just take a tumble. He watches over the animals that enter his yard. He permits only one certain dog to do his business there. He won't let any other dog on his property that doesn't reside in the owners' household. During times of heavy downpour, he protects items in the yard from being swept away from the malicious, raging creek behind him. He stands solid, never taking his eye off his property. 

Assignment 14

My thanksgivings are usually never dull. Every year we drive 9 hours through the mountains (I hate that car ride with a passion) to go visit my nana and cousins. Some of the men in my family go hunting on thanksgiving day, and the rest of us drive up to the farm. It's not really a farm, it's just a big piece of land that my step-grandfather owns. I don't know why they call it a farm. While my nana and her recruits help prepare the evening feast, the rest of us go ride 4-wheelers until we can't feel our faces and fingers. After a long day of doing that we all finally come together to eat. As usual, my nana does a fantastic job with all the food she prepares, and we are all full and sleepy afterwards. This year my brother wanted to watch my grandpa skin his deer after we ate, so he followed him outside. My brother, who is 10, comes running back in after awhile and proudly announces that he got to saw the head off, and holds up a leg that he cut off as well for everyone to see. My mother's face was priceless. 

Covergirl: Grace Goulson (make-up for assignment 13)

What is a job environment that you would NOT enjoy working in?

I would hate to have a job in which I sat in a cubicle all day. It would probably make me go insane; no matter how high-paying or fancy the job I still would not enjoy it. I want to have a job in which I am either outdoors or in some sort of setting where I am able to move about freely. I also wouldn’t like an environment where paper is everywhere because, for one, it makes everything feel so cluttered, and for two, it is many times unnecessary or superfluous. I’d like my coworkers to not be annoying and my boss to not be overbearing or too strict. Now that’s not to say that I would want a boss like Michael Scott (because he would annoy the heck out of me), but I would want someone who is laid back and easy to talk to- someone with whom I can be friends.  

Assignment 10 Make-up- Olivia Dixon

I love to talk. I don’t care if the discussion has any meaning or not, I just love interacting with people. I have never been great at showing how much I care or picking out the right gifts for my friends but I feel like I really connect to people through good conversations. Getting to know people is so interesting! I think it’s so cool how unique we all are. We all possess the same anatomies, yet different talents, passions, and dreams. So what scares me the most is losing my voice, and not being able to communicate with people anymore. I’m sure I would find a way to cope (maybe use a whiteboard, or learn sign language), but what scares me is losing the simplicity of conversation. Small talk in the hallways or at the grocery store wouldn’t be the same. I would still smile and acknowledge other beings but not being able to use words to encourage others, to share the Gospel, to get to really know people, is what scares me the most.

Assignment 9 Make-up- Olivia Dixon

If there is one thing I have learned over time, it is that you can’t please everyone. No matter how right you think you are or how practical/reasonable your ideas are, there will always be someone to disagree with you. Conflict arises when two individuals/groups have opposing ideas and neither individual/group has the diplomacy to compromise. Everyone has a vision of how they think the government should operate, who the leader of the country should be, how issues such as world hunger and water scarcity can be ended, etc. and some feel like sharing their opinions in close-minded, radical ways is an effective method in achieving their goals. Well, they’re wrong. I have learned from personal experience that people are more willing to listen to your ideas when you present them in a calm yet assertive, open-minded.

So in my opinion, war is not necessary, but it’s inevitable. Having a civilized discussion seems way more rational than having man kill man in order for an individual or group to get their way, but others feel like war is the only way to accomplish anything. I don’t think war is ever justifiable but whoever fired the first shot would try to conjure up a reason why they think it is.  

Covergirl

Choose my own adventure. Okay. I found a cat. He had a bat. He ran around and spat. Spat what? A mouse, who lived in a house, and wrote blogs. Then down the street, I watched the cat, who also ate frogs. He ran in front of a car, the car swerved and the cat was fine. We then went down to the Kahuna Burger, and the cat almost died. Crazy right? I then left the cat munching on the frog. I then followed the mouse, who was stranger than the cat. He liked rats, he was a chubby-chaser. Whilst he was hitting on the rats, I left to a nearby golf course. I then left. I went near a Fazoli's somewhere on the far side of town. I decided to check back on the cat, he was fine. By the end of the night, the frog was fine, the cat was fine, and the mouse was happily married.

Thanksgiving

When I lived in Boston, we would spend pretty much every holiday at Mrs. Henderson's house. Mrs. Henderson was my parents' old (meaning both previous and elderly) landlady, and my family along with 10-15 other guests would gather at her huge, antique-filled house for Thanksgiving. We would all sit at one long, silk-tablecloth-clad table and have Thanksgiving dinner. Before we moved to Lexington, Mrs. Henderson passed away, and so this tradition died with her. My past 5 or so Thanksgivings have all consisted of upwards of 20 people gathered at several different tables situated all around my house. We have a sort of buffet line that goes through our kitchen, and then the guests take their plates to whichever they'd like. Another tradition that came with this new way of celebrating the holiday is Black Friday shopping. You can tell me it's violating the holiday or promoting excessive consumerism all you like, but I love Black Friday shopping. My mom and I, along with some of her coworkers and sometimes one or two of my friends drive up to Cincinnati at about 7 PM on Thanksgiving evening and shop the entire night before coming home around 6:30 in the morning. It's quite the extreme sport. 

This year, my mom told me that we will be having over 30 guests at our house, and so much of our dinner will be catered in order to save time and effort. While this might irritate some and appear to be infringing upon tradition of Thanksgiving, it's important to remember that neither my mother nor most of the guests who will be attending were born in the United States. Therefore, this deep sense of family fostered by American holiday tradition  does not apply to them, and frankly I think it doesn't apply to many Americans. I spent the first 12 years of my life having a formal Thanksgiving, and besides, I see my family every day--is it really so wrong to spend November 28th watching all the Thanksgiving episodes of Gossip Girl?

Assignment 15: Covergirl

Actually this one is all about make-up (do you see what I did there)?
If you have completed all the blogs for the semester, then take this week off.  If you are missing a blog post then use this opportunity to make-up a grade.

Your Prompt:

Choose one of the other two prompts from Assignment 6: Create your own adventure and write about it.

Minimum of 150 words - due Sunday, December 1st at 11:59 pm

My Thanksgiving Ryan Collins

My thanksgiving consists of my aunts, uncles, cousins, great aunts, and my family crowded around a large table created from many smaller tables of different shapes and heights. We always gather at my aunts horse farm in Shelbyville around 12 and stay until 8 or 9. Everyone brings a separate dish, and contributes some physical labor like washing dishes or taking care of the young kids. I love this holiday not only because the food is delicious and we get days off school, but it is one of the happiest holidays for me since my whole family is there. I dont realy have a favorite moment, but the moment i look forward to every year is the pumpkin pie.

Assignment 14- Alex Warren

My thanksgiving consists of pretty much all of my family getting together and just hanging out and eating food. My family is no ordinary family though, we are very diverse, I am sorry but I’m getting ready to list some unique things about my family. Lets see we have a set of twins; my cousins live in Alaska, Australia, Mexico, Cincinnati, New York, and Los Angeles; there are ages 5 days old (my newborn niece, Giana Katherine Jones) all the way up to 87 (my new latino grandmother-in-law). All of those people will be coming to Lexington to enjoy Thanksgiving, and I believe that there will be 43 of us jam packed into my Aunt Linda’s house. So I start the holiday by showing up at my Aunt’s house early in the morning to help prepare most of the dishes, and I have to say my hash brown casserole is to die for. At about 3 we finish cooking, so I greet everyone showing up with an appetizer plate, and make them a drink, but I leave the alcoholic drinks to my sister who can make any drink under the sun. We eat at 6, and then sit and talk at the table for a couple of hours, but usually I go and play with the babies instead. Around 9 everyone has left the table and the women gather in the living room to watch christmas movies and the men gather in the den to watch football and play Texas Hold’em. Everyone leaves by midnight to go home or to go out for black fridaysales, I like going out for the sales. And uhhh I guess thats my Thanksgiving in a nutshell.

Pass the Yams, Sam?

My thanksgiving is unapologetically ideal. The scene in my house on the fourth Thursday in November every year is exactly what people would expect from a large Christian family in the American heartland. In fact, if Norman Rockwell had ever needed a model family for the Thanksgiving-issue cover of the Saturday Evening Post, we would be the perfect candidates. Ornate name cards bedeck the long wooden table, and we sip white wine—or milk for the kids—from silver chalices. We salivate over a roast turkey, spiced yams, oven-top stuffing and the kind of rolls you could rest your head on at night.

I literally have an Uncle Sam. I kid you not.

Together with my Aunt Patty, they are affectionately known as Salmon Patty, and they drive down from Indiana every year with my three Hoosier cousins. And then there’s the Sparks clan from northern Kentucky; my own grandparents; Adam and Elizabeth and John; and finally my three siblings. Am I forgetting anyone?

Because of my family, I enjoy Thanksgiving exceedingly. Nothing is more important to me than family, and you have to savor it when we’re all under the same blessed roof. And don’t forget about the Derby pie, either. This holiday also reminds me how lucky I am, that by random chance or divine Providence or whatever, I was born into a beautiful, robust family with the chance of a lifetime: the ability to go out into an unfair world with an unfair advantage, to pursue whichever path I choose, and to “raise a standard to which the wise and honest can repair.”

Assignment 14 - Angela Tseng

My Thanksgiving has kind of evolved over the years. When I little, it was the fancy feast with too much food for just me, my mother, father and sister and playing Mahjong afterwards. But in more recent years my family has started to host so called 'Asian Parties' on Thanksgiving where we invite around probably five to six other family friends and their families to come to our house to have a pot luck. These are actually almost more fun than the original intimate Thanksgiving days because instead of spending it just with family, we get to spend it with friends too and the whole house is full of talking and laughter. But this year, my dad is will away on a business trip to China so instead of holding an Asian party, we're going to spend Thanksgiving at one my mother's friends house. But one thing never changes from year to year, leaving at around midnight to head and and prepare to go Black Friday shopping the next day.

Thanksgiving: Grace

I absolutely love Thanksgiving. Best holiday ever. I think I like it so much because it is so simple- no overt religious connection, no excessive commercialization, just friends and family gathering to eat food. The fact that it is distinctly an American holiday also makes it more appealing (I mean what American doesn’t like gorging himself with food, right?).

Our plans for the holiday usually involve going to Columbus, Ohio for a gathering on my mom’s side of the family or down to Chapel Hill, North Carolina with my dad’s side. A few years (including last year) we have hosted the 25 people from my mom’s side at our house. No matter where we go, we always have a legitimate football game that we play outside regardless of how cold it is. There are always a plethora of board games and card games involved (including Hearts, Apples to Apples, Poker, Quelf, Taboo, and Catch Phrase). And then of course we have the classic Thanksgiving dishes, and while we are enjoying our feast we turn on the first Christmas music of the season- before that time it is completely forbidden to listen to any Xmas tunes. Thanksgiving is a time to catch up with the whole family; this is one of the few times we are able to get together in the year, with family from Louisville, Ohio, New York City, Wisconsin, DC, and Seattle. Though I’m not as obsessed with the food as I know some people are, it’s still my favorite meal of the year. Thanksgiving is an opportunity to escape from the bustle of everyday life, to come together with family, and to just enjoy life and all of its many pleasures.  

Assignment 14

I do thoroughly enjoy thanksgiving. My thanksgiving looks like driving up to a rustic cabin-looking house in the middle of Elizabethtown, Kentucky. My thanksgiving looks like eating in a wood-covered kitchen surrounded by a chattering family, where the plates of historic food mesh so well with plastic two-liters of various soft drinks. My thanksgiving is standing in front of a tiny television in a cozy basement, surrounded by the trophies and miscellaneous things of a child that had left for college a long time ago. My thanksgiving is trying to amuse myself after the first two hours are spent catching up and what not. In this wooded island in a sea of trees, I look out at this wonderful wilderness and am angry that it is too cold or too dark to do anything outside. My thanksgiving is breaking down and sitting down next to my sister and redneck cousin, both watching her talk about how her latest boyfriend is the "one." It is extremely interesting. My strangest memory? My strangest memory was sitting in front of the tiny television and watching the strangest movie for a ten-year old, "Congo." It was about killer gorillas or something.

My Thanksgiving

Forty people stuffed into an old one story brick house as the smell of warm rolls fresh from the oven fills the air. Casseroles, sides, and the famous Ritchie family smashed potatoes cover every inch of countertop available. Once we get the rambunctious youngins to settle down long enough to say grace, we go in for the kill. Seconds and thirds, even fourths. Desserts are always stored in the garage where they are kept cold and out of sight until the main course is finished. We always have pies, some sort of cake, this weird pudding stuff, cookies, and my favorite German chocolate cake. This is our Thanksgiving. It’s not picture perfect, but it’s been my favorite tradition as long as I can remember. My family goes down to Cynthiana every year to my great aunt’s house except for this year. My aunt’s getting old and can’t handle the stress anymore so Thanksgiving dinner will be held elsewhere. Although  the tradition won’t continue anymore, I’m sure we will all remember the caotic yet enjoyable family Thanksgivings at Aunt Loretta’s.

Thanksgiving: The Most Underrated Holiday

I feel sorry for Thanksgiving, always getting out-shined by Christmas and what not. Especially this year. Literally the day after Halloween, everyone cast aside their cat ears and fish nets in exchange for icicle lights and garland. Don't get me wrong, I truly believe that Christmas is "the most wonderful time of the year" and listening to "Merry Mixmas" can put anyone in a good mood, but writing out a list for Santa and wishing for a white Christmas in early November forces people to overlook another important holiday, Thanksgiving. In a perfect world, no one would be required to work on holidays and although most people try especially hard to avoid working on Christmas and Easter, Thanksgiving is another huge opportunity for families to get together and catch up on life.

The Dixon's celebrate by eating a ton of turkey, ham, mashed potatoes, corn pudding, broccoli casserole, fruit salad, and assorted desserts such as angel food cake, pecan pie, and peanut butter cookies. While eating our weight in these delicious Thanksgiving staples, we play board games. Usually the adults all crowd into the dining room to play Rook and my cousins and I gather in the living room to play the no less-competitive, Monopoly, and when no one feels like losing to me for the zillionth time, we break out Apples to Apples or Scattegories. My cousins and I used to be so close; we were practically brothers and sisters. We would spend so much time together playing board games so in a way, maintaining a tradition of playing these games every holiday (especially Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Easter) is our way of reliving our childhoods and staying unified in the present even though our lives are completely different now.

Others can be putting up their Christmas trees and dreaming of a white Christmas, but all throughout November, I will be thinking of ways to work off all that turkey, and dreaming of acquiring all the orange spaces on the Monopoly board. 

My Thanksgiving - Kelsey Halbert

My Thanksgiving is usually spent at my great aunt's home in Ashland with her clan, consisting of her husband, daughter, son in law, and her grandson; with the addition of my grandparents, parents, and myself. I usually have a great time, since I don't get to see them often. This year will be quite different for all of us though. My great aunt's husband passed away last year due to leukemia, my grandfather passed away last April from COPD and other complications, and my cousin is on his two year mission trip for the Mormon Church. Also, my grandmother passed away back in 2006, so we have been without her for awhile. Even though this is a holiday meant for giving thanks, it will be quite hard without hearing the sounds of the people that you love. I will still enjoy this holiday, because I know that they would want me to, but it it going to be very difficult to do so. I hope this is 150 words because I really can't talk about this anymore.

No. 14

Thanksgiving is, well, boring. All you do is sit there all day, watch/help others cook the fancy dinner, and the you sit there and eat it. That's all, everyone can go home now. Really. In my opinion, Thanksgiving is becoming the new Valentine's day. AKA commercialized. I mean, in the last year or two, lots of stores started opening at EIGHT O' CLOCK PM  on THANKSGIVING DAY! Black Friday: I guess that's alright, if you don't value sleep. But still. I think we get too much time off for Thanksgiving.

My Least Favorite Holiday - Haven

   Moving from feigned intolerance or slightly-real-but-not-overwhelming intolerance, yay!
   I never really "got" thanksgiving as a child, and it never got any better growing up. In fact, my *ahem* favorite times during thanksgiving was back in Florida, wherein our family of my parents and two half brothers would travel to a relative's home (usually a grandparents) and have dinner with cousins and uncles while the kids (me being the oldest out of my cousins) ran and played outside. I never really liked ham, turkey, or sweet potatoes, but I enjoyed the time with my younger cousins.
   As time took it's course we became more distant from each other. Although several members of our family moved to Kentucky as well we didn't share a thanksgiving with our cousins nearly as often. My first year in this state reduced the dinner table to five, four adults and me. Later on my eldest brother left one night and the count was reduced to four as well moved to an apartment (the same one we reside in today). 
   It's here where my other brother met his girlfriend, who had children from a previous relationship, and I had one thanksgiving interacting with kids again. Of course, these apartments aren't too great, so they ended up moving to a new complex, taking my brother with them.
   So now we arrive at today, a small group of three who rarely eat together anyway, with a teenage girl who doesn't like the taste of thanksgiving meats. And now on reflection she only thinks on how the holiday reminds her on how her family drifted apart with only memories and a blog post to show for it.
   It can't be all bad, I suppose. My father bribed my with presents to eat with him on thanksgiving.  Here's hoping he remembers. 

So Long, Faith - Haven

   Growing up in an atheist home I found myself ostracized by persons of faith, quietly denouncing my own personal beliefs and fascination with fictional demons and magic. It sounds like a petty complaint, but in actuality I find religious discrimination to be a form of bullying and a great contradiction in the "good to all brotherhood" school of thought. Certainly, I'm not the only one who's been bullied in this fashion - even if some people believe in a deity it will never be another's "superior" deity.
   I see this mentality as childish, like a little kid being kicked on the ground for not having the best mint condition playing card.
   Perhaps that analogy is inappropriate; trading cards never made children feel insignificant as human beings. Indeed, I know people who are in depression caused by the belief that they are damned for eternity over a small flaw they may or may not even have control over in the first place.
   I see all of this injustice caused by religion, and I wish to end it in it's entirety. 
   Broil, burn, drown, apply acid to, the method of eliminating the concept of divinity doesn't concern me. I'm hesitant to call upon murder, but with enough government persuasion it may be possible to legalize for unsuitable persons. As of now, I recommend showing each and every pastor the corner of the internet and asking them where their gods are. I'm sure this will convince them to renounce their faith and ask others to do the same. 
   Over time, religion will fade away, and the suffering for radicals will end. Joy will spread!

Okay, maybe I chose a bit of a touchy subject. I just want to say this was all in the name of a grade for satire. You can never be too safe on the internet after all.

Assignment 14 :Flying Turkeys

The stock image Thanksgiving involves a lot of people around a nicely decorated table with a large turkey and a ridiculous amount of extra food. This image doesn't always depict the reality of the holiday though.

What does your Thanksgiving look like? Do you enjoy the holiday? What is your strangest or most wonderful memory of the holiday?

Minimum of 150 words - due Sunday, November 24th at 11:59 pm

Assignment 13- Ethan Petraitis

Oh my gosh, I just dropped my brand new iPhone 5s on the ground and broke it, but it's not MY fault it broke, my dad got me like, seriously the worst looking case ever, and I was NOT about to walk around with that thing all day, so it's all his fault. Augh, now I have to use my old, ugly iPhone 4s until my parents buy me another 5s (but it's fine, I really wanted the gold one anyway). So now instead of typing my blog post on my phone like I always do, I have to use my fricking MacBook Pro that I got for my half-birthday last year instead of the car I wanted and like, oh my gosh, I think someone totally spiked my Starbucks White Mocha Frappuccino with something because I can't stop talking and this sentence is getting really long and now I'm just stating random facts that should totally be their own sentences and like, this coffee is way too cold so I'm just going to throw it away after taking two sips even though it was $17. #TheStruggle #IHateMyParents #PrivilegedWhiteGirlProbs #thisiswaytoolongfortwitter #Hashtag