The Stormlight Archive by Brandon Sanderson (Books 1-3)

I’ve never done a book review here, and I feel like that’s probably a major injustice (as I am INFP and INFPs love books and INFPs love hearing about new books). So, I’ve read some of Brandon Sanderson’s books. I adore The Rithmatist, and I desperately need to reread his Reckoner’s series. After buying all…

Changes, Worries, Mini-Review of Coco, and Other Rambling Thoughts

I apologize profusely for not having written anything in a long while. It’s been a crazy end of the semester and beginning of summer. The semester was long, stressful, and an ending of several things that began at the beginning of the school year. Which, I find odd, as this past sophomore year of mine…

The Thoughts I Don’t Speak

The many people in my life blur together whenever I think back on my life as I wonder what would have happened if I said what I thought. So many thoughts. So many emotions. Too much to put books, even the clarity of writing would be futile at the vastness of it all. Thoughts buzz…

A Letter to Loved Ones

I am blessed beyond measure. I have been given a life I don’t deserve, a life I could never fully repay. My reality must be a fantasy to some. Why is it so hard for me to realize that? How can I not see how good I have it sometimes, to the point where my…

Ambiguous

My reality remains ambiguous, uncertain, vague. Never knowing, always wondering. Never seeing, always wishing. I worry what others think of me. I worry that if I don’t think right, look right, or seem like I have everything together and an exuberant personality and charm to match my life, people won’t like me. People won’t notice…

Unreachable

I’m never enough. Why must my dreams be so cut off from reality? Why is there no intersection of fantasy and fact? Life is never as perfect as I dream it to be, and I am never as whole as everyone seems to be around me. Why must I be different? Apart from everyone? All…

A Moment

This is just a random stream of thought I had late at night in the library. The library is loud with a cacophony of colors as people walk around. They are quiet, yet loud with their movement. I should be studying. Instead, I feel sentimental. Nostalgic. Melancholic. Most of the time, I surrender to my…

A Testimony of Sorts

This is random. Sort of. If you’re reading this, cool. I guess I wrote for me. For a very long time, as a Christian, I had trouble believing God loved me. At least, I knew it. But I didn’t feel it. Sure, I’ve been blessed over and over with a great family, close friends, chances to…

A Stream of Thoughts – #2 – On Being Unique and Alone

It’s easy to think I’m overly unique. While I’m good at understanding how other people are feeling, it’s easy to isolate myself from the crowd and feel I’m special. Sure, I’m unique, quirky, quiet, but lots of people are. I’ve got my own gifts and ideas that can’t be shared with others. There are a…

The INFP College Experience

My first semester living on campus is almost to a close. Crazy how life-changing 3 months can be. Sorry for the late post, I’ll mention. Felt the need to both write something and reminisce for once on the experiences of the past semester, thus the purpose of this post. Like the title suggests, this post…

How I Met Your Mother – Nostalgia & Meaning

A friend recently showed me HIMYM, and as sitcoms go, it is amazing. Each episode is unique, original, and legitimately funny, unlike some sitcoms. How I Met Your Mother is about a guy named Ted Mosby. Father of two kids, he tells them through flashbacks the epic journey he and his four best friends took…

Hiatus (Thoughts on A New College Semester)

Sorry about the hiatus. It’s been a while. College has been a crazy transition. Anyways, thoughts on this transition: So, I’m a transfer student. I’ve already had a year of college on my belt. I’m used to change, used to showing up in less than a dozen classrooms the first day of school, being around new people, teachers, and such. Such changes…