Have you ever just wished there was a switch that you could flick to turn off your brain at night? There has been countless nights where I lay in bed, and just wish that all the thoughts that are running through my mind will just stop.
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Have you ever just wished there was a switch that you could flick to turn off your brain at night? There has been countless nights where I lay in bed, and just wish that all the thoughts that are running through my mind will just stop.
It’s that time of the year again when you walk into lecture and the sounds of coughing and sneezing from about 85% of the class over power the voice of the professor. This is the time of the year when I go to class and just pray that the kid sitting next to me doesn’t have either of these symptoms.
Grab you glasses and pour yourself a nice glass of wine (only if you’re 21 of course), it’s time to learn about wine making! The inspiration for the post came to me today while I was thinking back on my time Italy this summer. This summer I had the amazing opportunity of studying abroad in Florence, Italy. Not only did I have the chance to meet some amazing people, but I also got to travel to some beautiful places in Europe.
Have you ever wondered what makes someone attractive? What is it about one person that makes them more attractive than someone else? My friends and I talk about this all the time so I decided to look into it.
Some people may be petrified of the ocean. Which is understandable, but what if they came to realize that there is so much more to the ocean than the parts we swim in. We only see a small portion of the ocean. The parts that we swim in at the jersey shore, or even just the waters that you sail over on a boat. But have you ever thought about what is underneath of you when you’re in that boat? Thousands of feet of just pure, darkness and scary creatures, most of which we’ve probably never seen before.
Before reading this entire post, I just want to warn you guys that these photos are actually quite traumatizing, so if you are easily disturbed, don’t look at these pictures.
Lets just all admit it. There is always that one friday or saturday (or both, in my case) after a long night of drinking that you and the roommates come home claiming you’re “starving”. You stumble home covered in frat juice and regrets, and as soon as you walk in the door that canyon menu is staring you right in the face. So naturally the first thing to do is call one of the late night food chains that State College has to offer. Whether it is Gumbys, College Pizza or Canyon you always wake up the next morning with the box on your kitchen table regretting every bite of pizza you ate the night before. Some of you may argue, that drunk eating is not considered “science.” Well here is my argument to why drunk eating is, in fact science.
Growing up I would never understand how my dad would come home from work with one navy sock on and one black sock on. It never made sense to me.
Have you ever met anyone who constantly thinks that there is something wrong with them? A single sneeze turns into diabetes and a cut on their finger is automatically infected. I have. In fact, as I am writing this post my roommate who is a major hypochondriac, is diagnosing herself with Irrital Bowl Syndrome (IBS). Every day, there is something new that is wrong with her. The most recent diagnosis’ have been celiacs disease, IBS, and diabetes. We all laugh when something new comes up but to some people this is a real disease, and a real problem.
To some people though this is not a joking matter. They really take their diagnosis serious and could lead to severe anxiety or even hospital visits. Like my roommate my grandmother is also a hypochondriac, except her conditions are a lot more intense. She has visited the hospital multiple times in fear of a heart attack even though it was just her arthritis acting up.