The price of procrastination

This post was inspired by a friend of mine. You know who you are. ūüėČ

Oh procrastination. The horrible trap that all of us have fallen in, sometime or another. I admit I am guilty on several accounts of giving in to procrastination. Actually, there have been times when I stayed up till the wee ours of the morning finishing homework. Before we dive in on how to conquer this savage and obnoxious monster, maybe we should understand why procrastination is not wise, and why it needs to stop.

Procrastination is bad because:

1. It could be the cause of lost sleep. It’s never good to loose sleep the day before a big test because you procrastinated in studying for it. Loss of sleep can also result in low concentration and eventually decreased health. And what’s more, every hour of sleep you get you loose IQ. So cramming for a test at midnight will probably be in vain, because half the stuff you won’t even remember.

2. Lots of things can be forgotten when you procrastinate. A lot of times, homework can be left uncompleted because you forgot to complete it. You were in such a rush, you didn’t have time to check back over it to make sure you did everything!

3. It puts more stress on you. To me there’s is almost nothing more stressful that having a big project that is due tomorrow and you have barely even started on it. That results in not-your-best-work work. Nobody likes to see the project that you slaved over all night long get a bad grade because the teacher felt like you didn’t put in enough effort!

So, is that reason enough for you? Procrastination’s favorite meal is time, and if you keep feeding him, sooner or later he will eat all of your time! It is no small feat to defeat him, however, I have a weapon that my nemesis procrastination absolutely hates. It is called a planner, and he cowers in fear when I have it around. Now, I will say this: planners do not work for everyone. My procrastination hates my planner, so it works for me. Because of this, I have not stayed up doing homework or projects in a long time.

Here are some ways that you can overcome procrastination

1. By using a planner

2. By using a schedule

3. By timing yourself on everything

4. By making a prioritized list

5. By not telling yourself “I will do it later.”

These tips will not only help you now, but in your future.

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To: You, may you be inspired.

The only reason¬†you think you cannot do something is because¬†you think we can’t. Whatever crazy, ridiculous, absolutely wacky idea pops into your head may not and will not be discarded because it is amazing and¬†unique and nobody has ever thought of it. Why? Because yeah, they thought it was crazy too. But it’s not. Do not under any circumstance ever allow yourself to think of yourself as unable. You are beyond capable. Your brain is just as good as Albert Einstein’s. You are never too young or too old to do anything. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. If people think you are out of your mind, that means either they are too scared to come out of their mind too,¬†or that you are out of your mind.¬†That’s OKAY! Don’t¬†get out of the box so you can think, make the box better for thinking! Never doubt yourself. You were made¬†for a reason. I will be the first to tell you it is not so you can squander in self pity,¬†it’s to explore and feel the wonderful creation. It’s to awe and be awed. It’s to experience the joy and goodness that comes with being you! Let me show you¬†the characteristics of a bad idea.




Oh wait, there’s no such thing. Ask questions. Ask RANDOM questions! You see a blank sheet of paper, I see an inspiring beckoning portal to magical worlds beyond the human eye. Don’t say you are out of ideas. You’re not.¬†Your ¬†idea generation factory brain is always always always working. Inspiration is something many people want. Inspire yourself.

Go! What are you waiting for! There is a story waiting to be written, a mystery to be unfolded, a world waiting to be explored.

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Being a Christian Fashionista

Less is more, people claim. Nowadays the ensembles I see are short, tight, immodest, and inappropriate. But the struggle is real, because half of them really can’t avoid it.

My parents have an immovable policy: all dresses and skirts must be below the knee. Now God has blessed me with some incredibly long legs and a thin physique, and I cannot ever seem to find any dresses that fall on the knee, let alone below it. The struggle is real! I am now stuck in maxi skirts and dresses because of how I was made. I really cannot stand either, but if it’s keeping me modest I think it is worth the sacrifice. I know I am not alone in this. I am not the only 5’2 twelve year old in the world.

I aspire to have a career in fashion one day, so, finding a copy of Teen Vogue in my orthodontist office, I eagerly began to read. The pictures in the magazine were disgusting, with models dressed in things no one should ever wear.¬†This¬†world¬†known¬†magazine is teaching kids and teens like me¬†that this kind of clothing is okay. It’s completely fine to walk around in shorts¬†that could probably be worn as underwear.¬†One of their articles were about teen Bella Thorne from Disney’s hit series Shake it up. I was horrified at the fact that the magazine had allowed her foul language to be published in her interview. Then, they regarded it as if it were completely okay! Frustrated, I put the magazine down and realized that this is what our culture approves. This is what our culture sees as fashion!

I am searching for a fashion magazine that allows their models to wear age appropriate, modest clothing. I am hopeful, but I have my doubts that there is a such thing.¬†I am praying that God opens the eyes of these young girls across the world and shows them that being modest is not uncool! Less is not more, less is less. As a girl who wants to be in the fashion industry one day, I want to start a line of girl’s clothing for kids like me, who cannot wear your average size. Christian fashionistas UNITE!

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Bean Boozled: The Story of How I Almost Lost My Sense of Taste

Oh man! This year has flown by, has it not? I apologize to all those who read my blog for not posting in, like, FOREVER! ūüėČ To cheer you up, I am going to tell you a story. Enjoy!

Over last weekend, I went on a junior high retreat with my church’s youth group. One of my friends brought their game called Bean Boozled, a game about jelly beans. how bad can it be? I think, a game about eating jelly beans. little did I know I was in for a surprise.
The game was simple. There’s a pair of jellybeans that look just like each other. One tastes horrible, and one tastes normal. You spin the game spinner and it lands on a picture of a jellybean. Your job is to try and pick the extremely tasty jellybean, instead of its disgusting doppelg√§nger. If you cannot stand it, you can drop out. The winner is the last person left in the game. It’s harder that you think.
I apprehensively watch the faces of my friends as they all choose the wrong jelly beans. Overcome with laughter, I felt determined to be the last person left. Soon the spinner was passed to me, and I spin, hoping to get a decent flavor. Nope
I cringe as my friend Tracy* reads the pair “buttered popcorn or rotten egg.” She hands me a jellybean. “Oh well!” I shrug. I pop it in my mouth. “So, which is it?” Alex* asks. “I can’t tell,” I say, still rolling around the mysterious bean in my mouth. Then, I instantly clap my hand over my mouth, in fear of my breakfast reappearing. Everyone giggles as I manage to whisper, “Stinky cheese.” I quickly swallow the bean and chug down half my bottle of water. I begin to rethink my goal of being last.
The youth minister goes next. He eats his without a problem. As the spinner is passed around again, I watch the amusing scrunching up of faces. The game goes on like this until it’s me and him left. Suddenly, George* and Caleb* decide to join the game. The spinner once more is passed to the youth minister, and he receives the pair peach or barf. While he begins to chew, attentive eyes watch him as he swirls the bean in his mouth. “Wow.” he says, “that is extremely accurate.” He got barf. Everyone is doubled over with laughter. He coughs once before deciding he was out of the game. Later he told us, “You know that cough? It was a gag.”
The spinner of doom is passed to me and I scowled as I get the flavors licorice or skunk spray. I figured it couldn’t be that bad, I thought the worst flavor was rotten egg. I eat the black bean. Boy, was I wrong!
Here I would like to pause and talk about just what exactly it tasted like. Have you ever smelled skunk on the road? Well, imagine that in your mouth. The worst part about it was that I had chewed it, meaning that all the flavor was attacking my taste buds. Okay, now I can press play.
The first thing that came to mind when I ate it was that I had to stay in the game. That thought was quickly disregarded as I darted to the trash can. No, I did not puke, but I had quickly spit the jelly bean into the trash can. I resumed my spot on the couch ti watch everyone play, but I realize that my breath reeked of skunk spray, and not only that, but no matter how much water or Gatorade I swigged down, the taste refused to leave my mouth. I rushed to the bathroom and brush my teeth with a boatload of toothpaste. The taste was still there, but it had mellowed down. I asked Alex to toss me a blow pop, and after I had consumed it, the taste, thankfully, was gone.
Because this story is so hilarious, I won’t end it just yet. George* and Caleb* were still in the game, so I had to watch them finish to see who was crowned victor. Caleb* spun licorice or skunk spray. “No way! I saw her reaction!” he said, pointing to me. I laugh and everybody has begun to chant “Eat it, eat it!” While we were still chanting, George* spun chocolate pudding or canned dog food. “Okay,” he said, stopping the chanting. “Caleb*, let’s eat ours together!” Caleb* contemplated this for a moment. He agreed. Jellybeans in hand, they both counted to three and popped it in their mouth. I think that was the hardest I’ve laughed in a long time. They chewed it, and the disgust on their faces told it all. They both sped to the bathroom and brushed their teeth for a very, very¬†long time. I understood Caleb’s* pain, I had just been there five minutes ago.
And now that our non-fictional story is over, I hope you’ve laughed, or at least giggled, or if not, I did! ūüėČ

*The names were changed for privacy ūüôā


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Disney’s Hidden Surprises

Who isn’t a fan of Disney’s plethora of movies, always having an enchanting story line, or great animation, or an altogether great show? But even after watching a movie a million times and learning all the lines and lyrics, there’s still one thing that most people fail to discover.

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10 Absolute Must-Read Books for Tweens

This is a list of some of my favorite reads. They are books that I could read over and over and never get bored with them!!!!

1. The Gollywhopper Games by Jody Feldman

2. The Mysterious Benedict Society by Trenton Lee Stewart

3. Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone

4. Gregor the Overlander by Suzanne Collins

5. The Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame

6. The Extraordinary Education of Nicholas Benedict by Trenton Lee Stewart

7. UnEnchanted by Chanda Hahn

8. A Wrinkle in Time by Madeleine L’Engle

9. A Little Princess by Frances Hodgson Burnett

10. Remembrance by Michelle Madow

One day I’ll do a book review on these so you can see just how awesome these novels are!!

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To My Dearest Zeta: a tribute post

This is a post/letter dedicated to my absolute first pet Zeta. Today is the 2nd anniversary of when she ran away in 2012.

Dear Zeta,

I hope you are doing great, I miss you so much! I’m not sure where you are, I hope I get to see you again, it’s been two years, after all. Has anything changed? Life is so different without you! I remember the day we brought you home as a tiny pup in the car, but you threw up in your crate because you got carsick on the way home, so mom had to hold you. I remember when we were loosing teeth together, at the exact same time. Remember the neighborhood dog you had a crush on? I haven’t seen him in forever… Zeta, remember when I used to walk you up and down our street? Remember that time when I put on my roller skates so you could pull me around the neighborhood, and I ended up with a bad scrape? I can laugh about that know, especially since you’re gone. We used to take walks together, and Tinkerbell, our maltipoo misses you, you were kind of like her mother. Remember when you used to play with her? I think you made her feel safer. Dad used to take you on rides through the neighborhood in his car, and you loved it. Zeta, if you’re out there, please come back to me! I miss you so much!

Lots and lots of love,

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