When I was in sixth grade, my best friend got braces. I thought they were really cool at the time, and I really wanted them. I didn’t care that they supposedly hurt, I didn’t care that you had to keep them on for a really long time — and which sixth grader cares about the money involved?

When I walk around Uni, I see and hear students coughing and sneezing at every corner. Uni has legendary abilities of passing illnesses around. One day earlier this year it was rumored that 75 students were absent.

I believe that many sick students can be seen at Uni because they are afraid to miss school because of what they have to go through when they return.

When it seems like you can't deal with things anymore, there is supposed to be a family member or a friend you can lean on.

With a nuclear family of six I don't usually run into any problems in that area.

However, I find it most unbelievable that when you are at your lowest point (or one of many) there is always someone else who needs to lean on you.

Every day we are accosted with endless prescriptions for how many calories to eat, how many hours of sleep to get, how much we should exercise, what products to buy, and essentially how to live our lives.