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How much do you curse and why?

I’ve been surrounded by cursing for as long as I can remember. During elementary school, most of it came from my brother, a little came from my parents, and a tiny amount came from my friends. And yet, I didn’t curse at all during that time. I was an innocent kid and knew that those words were bad and that there were certain things that only adults could do. We were unallowed to say them at school, after all. Plus, my parents told my brother off every time he cursed in front of me so that I wouldn’t pick it up from him. And I guess it worked. Although to be fair, I don’t think many elementary school kids cursed anyways, so it’s not like I was unique in this regard. However, when I got into middle school, I started seeing a lot more of it. I made new friends that cursed, I saw my brother curse more, I saw my parents curse sometimes, and I saw my favorite YouTubers curse. At that point, I had been surrounded by enough cursing that I just let it out. And plus, I thought I would be c...
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Do you ever eavesdrop?

No, I don’t think so. I might look at the phone of a friend beside me to mess with them (whilst making it very obvious), but I don’t eavesdrop on conversations. In fact, I rarely listen to conversations that I don’t need to be a part of. I always just space out or think of other things. Speaking of which, as I’m clickety clacking away on my keyboard to write this, I suddenly notice that my tablemates are talking (I’m serious). Sounds like they’re even arguing. It would be funny to hear what they’re talking about, but I can’t tell because I’m too busy thinking about what to write next. Oh, I just heard the words “lottery ticket.” Anyways, back to writing this essay. I’m not sure where this habit of thinking to myself comes from. I’ve been doing it for as long as I can remember. Could it just have been a tactic formed to fight my constant boredom? Maybe. Am I just helplessly narcissistic and love listening to myself talk at all hours of the day? Maybe, but hopefully not. Althoug...
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How often do you leave your comfort zone?

     A couple of years ago, my family planned a trip to Florida. Florida! Warm weather, big beaches, Disney World, and beautiful parks. A trip to Florida would likely excite anyone, wouldn’t it? Well, anyone except me. A new and sudden trip would be out of my comfort zone, and I hate going out of my comfort zone.      For some reason, the idea of a new experience seems to make me far more uncomfortable than it does to most. Things that other people would likely enjoy, such as driving a car, sleepovers, going to the beach, etc., simply don’t excite me or even make me scared. The possibilities of things going wrong just completely ruin any motivation I had, even though it would likely end up being fun.      Every time my family asks if I want to go on a vacation, I say I don’t want to, that I’d rather prefer the comfort of my own home rather than a new unfamiliar experience. A completely different environment without all the things I’m familia...
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Would you mind if your parents blogged about you?

     My initial response to this question was “obviously I would mind.” But then, I thought about it a little. I think that like most things, there are pros and cons to either side. I also don’t think they would write anything too personal or embarrassing about me. And plus, there’s also the question of how many people would even see the blog. So, I don’t think I would actually care too much.      I actually had a habit of telling others about my family’s life myself. In a sense, I was blogging about my family too for some time. Most of the time, I would be complaining about them. Maybe I would complain about how they kept forgetting promises or how they kept trying to pry me off my computer to go and do some studying. I still complain about my family now, but not nearly to the same extent. Whenever someone asks me to buy a certain game or something, I always have to tell them that I can’t because my parents don’t let me spend my own money freely (and it is...
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What have you and your family accomplished together?

     My family and I don’t have a big list of accomplishments together. My parents themselves were very successful throughout their life, and I imagine they and their family have many accomplishments. But, I’ve never really done much. I just laze around and sit on the computer all day. But, that makes the few accomplishments I DO have much more memorable, one of which was my acceptance into Uni High.      To start off my journey of getting accepted into Uni, I think I have to go back to why my parents helped me so much in the first place. It started with my brother. They didn’t know that the SSAT was something to be studied for, so my brother went in without any practice and still got away with an alright score. But, when they realized they had to study for the SSAT, my brother supposedly didn’t deliver. My parents thought he was hopeless because he seemed to barely have studied at all, so they didn’t even let him take the test a second time.    ...
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Do you wish you could return to a moment in your past?

         B ack in elementary school, there were only a couple of people that I talked to, despite having been with the entire class for 5 entire years. In order to preserve anonymity, let’s call them Olivia, John, and Lauren (very basic names, I know). I had been suspicious of John and Olivia’s relationship for some time by 5th grade. One day, I asked Olivia if she liked John, and after realizing I was right, I proceeded to tell the rest of the class.           I only ever talked to John in school, but I’d say we still talked to each other a good amount. On the other hand, Olivia, Lauren, and I would not too often, but still sometimes visit each others’ homes and do what any other would do. We ran around, played video games, watched TV shows, or just talked together. Overall, I think I was pretty content with my elementary school life.           I think part of the reason why John talked to me was ...
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