I'm feeling sentimental so let's see where this goes, shall we?

At this very moment, somewhere in the universe...a baby has been born and a senior is being put to rest. A child outgrows his mother's kisses and a girl develops "cooties." A teenager has disappointed his parents and a mediocre business man is making his old man proud. Right now, somewhere, someone is having their first kiss, experiencing the rushing wave of emotion that come with the infamous "teenage love." Someone is loving and hating the war between the head and the heart, the want and the need, and the should do and can't do. Somewhere, someone is debating whether or not to text their lover and another person has just ended a failing relationship. Someone is breathing their last breath with a teary goodbye to loved ones while someone has committed suicide due to the pitch black winter of their reticent life. Someone has been diagnosed with cancer and someone has been told they are in remission. Someone has signed a DNR and someone is having their last shot at a heart transplant. Someone is getting the plug pulled, while someone else is emerging from a coma. Someone is living their dream and someone lost everything they ever worked for. 

Right now, everything and anything you can think of is going on. 

I am writing this blog post while you are doing other homework, possibly your notebook check for APUSH? My sister is probably cooped up in a UChicago library, publicly declaring that she hates it there and is one step away from dying. (it's amazing how many times she's managed to die by now.) My dad is sighing loudly (and pissing my mom off at that) over financial shenanigans with college, and my mom is looking over my essay to a summer program I'm applying to.

Oh no. I mentioned it. The summer program. Everyone that's close enough to me knows exactly what I'm talking about. I won't mention it by its name in fear that someone will steal my precious program, but right now, along with typing this plausibly incoherent blog post, I am thinking about the lovely summer program that I have about a 10% chance of getting into, but a 174107401747024702347024709234702947029470297024702947023470237403% chance of being in love with for the rest of my youth.