My Idea of a Realistic "Utopia"....

I'm sitting in my living room, by myself, on a Saturday morning.  It's about 5:55am, and the sun is just rising.  I see rays of orange, pink, blue, and a slight shade of lavender. It kind of reminds of a movie scene, where the main character looks out his or her window and reminisces about the life he or she has been given; not only that, but that character pictures his or her life in utter perfection.  I try to do the same thing, and I slowly make my way towards my window, waiting for an epiphany or revelation to hit.  I move my curtain, and as the golden light from the sun hits me, I see...

AND I SWEAR....

Have you been disappointed in the past three days?

- Yes.

Honestly, has anyone seen you in your underwear in the past three months?

- Three months? Er, lemme back track... maybe. xD

Are you alone right now?

- Somewhat 

Have you ever kissed someone who was high?

- Nooooo. 

Have you ever fallen asleep in school?

- Nope! 

  

Who’s the biggest douche bag that you know?

 - Er, I don't know, lol.

Do you like anyone?

- Everyone! :)

What about dislike anyone?

- Not really.

The Schwa Was Here

Fiction, fiction, fiction.  There are so many fiction stories out there to choose from. Finding a specific GENRE of fiction is hard enough... there's horror, suspense, mystery, romance, comedy, tragedy, adventure... my list can go on and on.  So to ask me to choose a singular fictitious book to recommend to a future UNC classmate seems like a very far reaching request, don't you think?  However, I think I might be able to name one fiction book that really caught my eye.  It's a simple story about a kid named "Antsy" Bonano and his 'conquests' as an eighth grader. However, the star of the story is Calvin Schwa, Bonano's classmate.  I know it might seem very elementary and in fact, this book is written at like a 7th-grade reading level.  However, I find the story line to be quite interesting and it does actually pertain to teenage social classes these days. Oh and by the way, the book's called "The Schwa Was Here."