I used to think that there were control freaks, and then there were free spirits. And, in a sense, there are. I’m not one to always have to be behind the steering wheel (I actually prefer being the passenger princess, that way I can freely DJ), and I’m pretty chill about which way the toilet …
In 12th grade, I played stump-the-camp-counselor. My counselor at a Christian camp said we could ask her ANY question, and I was feeling extra ornery. So, I asked her a question that’s probably been on your mind at least once: “Why did David get away with so much?” In his lifetime, David managed to Commit …
I’m the type of person who does what they’re supposed to do like a goody two-shoes . . . until I realize everyone else is slacking off. In design classes, I usually do my reading religiously until halfway through the semester, when everyone is chuckling about being weeks and weeks behind. It’s even like this …
