When I was a little girl, at the start of every December, my mother used to sit me down at the dining room table with a single sheet of lined paper and one of those five-colored pens, and tell me to write a letter to Santa. I'd go on and on for a few lines about how well-behaved I'd been that year (even when I wasn't), and I'd list off the dozens of barbies, American Girl dolls and boardgames that I wanted. As I got older, "Write a letter to Santa, honey" became "I have thousands of children to shop for, so give me your list by November 1st," and my lists became quite a bit shorter, and a lot more expensive. But now that I'm a Sophomore in college, I can't help but think back and realize how different my lists were in high school in comparison to now. I'm not sure how so much can change in just a couple of years, but you won't find Tory Burch and Christian Louboutin on my wish lists anymore. No; nowadays my list looks a little something like this...
1. Uber Gift Cards.
Because 9 a.m. is simply far too early for my face to be in someone else's armpit, and the smell of urine on subway platforms is beginning to nauseate me.
2. Grubhub Credits.
Yet another gift card that may save both my life and my sanity, because who has time to grocery shop between classes, work and internships? (!!!)
3. 100 pairs of socks.
Because every time I do laundry, they all disappear in my building's terrible dryers.
4. Shampoo, Conditioner, Bobby pins, Moisturizer, Makeup Wipes, Liquid Liner, Highlighter...Shall I continue?
Because it costs to be cute and I run out of simple toiletries and makeup items CONSTANTLY.
5. Fuzzy Blankets.
Because I am over-scheduled, stressed and tired. I will literally nap anywhere if it means 10 extra minutes of sleep.
6. Copious Amounts of Alcohol.
I'm taking five cumulative exams. Truly, I deserve it.
