Garlic Salt

Sometimes, reading old love letters is painful. I can't help it - I just linger over every misplaced comma, cringe at all the misused co...

Today while packing up at Kaplan's free practice test event, I folded a purple plastic tablecloth. I concentrated on the ridges alread...

I obsess over emails, not necessarily over their content but rather the delivery.   Sentences full of shpelling mistaks, LOL, or .....? I ...

I had officially instituted this weekend to be my time to be sad. I had three different plans for tonight. I ended up canceling all three of...

I'm not the biggest fan of classical music. Well I don't mind it so much if I don't have to sit there and watch it being played....

I have always thought it is interesting when boys write "Be Mine!" on some sort of a card or say it to me. The image in my head is...

Habits comfort me. And eating at Subway for lunch is one of them. I was introduced to Subway rather late in my life but ever since I took th...

Buying books was a little difficult for me today. The BYU bookstore has changed the way they stock their textbooks, switching their old by-s...

I used to have this lofty illusion of being the busy-bee early-riser (a.k.a. Chelsea), who somehow manages to do all her laundry, bake some ...