I have a ton of funny anecdotes from high school, some of which aren't long enough for a blog post, so I decided to make a compilation of weird or amusing stories from that time. From Rubik's cube savants to a kid accidentally running into a sliding glass door, it was certainly an eventful place.
The Light Within
Stories, thoughts, and opinions from the life of an aspiring writer.
Wednesday, October 22, 2025
Wednesday, October 8, 2025
Stories From Junior High
Let's talk about junior high. A time of learning, a time of chaos. A time of Team Jacob, a time of Team Edward.
Okay, maybe that was just around the time I went to junior high. But anyway, here's some school stories from when I was a young teen.
Wednesday, September 24, 2025
How to Fold a Fitted Sheet
Let's face it, folding fitted sheets is a miserable process. When they're brand new and still in the package, they look perfect. They're totally flat, completely smooth, not a wrinkle or a bulge in sight. But once you take them out of that package and unfold them, you will never see them look that good ever again. I mean, unless you're some sort of laundry-folding savant, which, let's face it, most of us aren't. Below is a description of what folding a fitted sheet is generally like.
Wednesday, September 10, 2025
California Dreaming
♪♫♫ Of going far away... ♪♪♫
Let's face it, California is hot. On a good day, you can fry an egg on a sidewalk. On a bad day, you open your door, step outside, and spontaneously combust. It's not a place where you really want to spend time outside during the summer months. I mean, unless you're a neighbor we had, who enjoyed sitting on her deck when it was a thousand degrees outside.
Anyway, here's some stories of how lovely summer is in California, and how it never makes you fantasize about moving to some cool, rainy spot in the British Isles. Really.
Wednesday, August 27, 2025
Paloma and the Junk Food Quandary
Some time back, my aunt got a new dog, a tan and white chihuahua named Paloma. She was raising a litter of puppies, and once they were weaned, my aunt would take Paloma home. We got the impression she'd had multiple litters and was getting tired of it all, because she seemed in a hurry to wean those pups as soon as possible.
She was also a shameless beggar. I mean, sometimes the dog was absolutely pitiful. Especially when someone had fast food. You'd be eating a burger and fries, and she'd whine and cry like she was starving to death and the sight of you eating was torture. A bit dramatic there, dog.
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