


"yo no estimo tesoros ni riquezas; y así, siempre me causa más contento poner riquezas en mi pensamiento que no mi pensamiento en las riquezas"


Sometimes I’m afraid that I’ll sneeze out my nose ring.
Sometimes when I read comments on Facebook in my head I hear the voice of the person that wrote the comment.
Sometimes I actually miss Lane food.
Sometimes I sleep too much.
Sometimes I spend the whole day in my pajamas.
Sometimes I pretend to be listening or paying attention but I’m really thinking about something completely different and unrelated.
Sometimes I don’t want to be here.
Sometimes I never want to leave.
Sometimes I wish I were raised bilingual.
Sometimes I forget how to spell simple words in English.
Sometimes I can’t find a word to say what I want in any of the three languages I know – English, Spanish or French.
Sometimes I pretend I can talk to animals.
Sometimes I make up life stories about the people I see walking around.
Sometimes I would rather be alone.
Sometimes I need people around me.
Sometimes I go a whole day without praying.
Sometimes I consider deleting my Facebook.
Sometimes I hate putting forth any sort of effort.
Sometimes I enjoy a challenge.
Sometimes I eat peanut butter right out of the jar with a spoon.
Sometimes I don’t understand what is going on, but I laugh just because everyone else is.
Sometimes I feel like I’m making progress.
Sometimes it’s like I haven’t learned anything and I’m right back where I started.
Sometimes I don’t pay attention in class.
Sometimes I skip class.
Sometimes I do things I know I shouldn’t.
Sometimes I’m a pirate.
Sometimes I eat ice cream for dinner.
Sometimes I eat pizza for breakfast.
Sometimes I can’t believe how wonderful my life is.
Sometimes I lie.
Sometimes I wish I were a kid again.
Sometimes I cry.
Sometimes I miss my Mom and Dad.
Sometimes I pretend that I have things all figured out.
Sometimes I like walking around campus listening to my iPod because it’s like I’m listening to the soundtrack of a movie of my life.
Sometimes I think that running away and living in the Andes mountains sounds like a very good idea.
Sometimes I cheat at Uno.
Sometimes I eat too much chocolate.
Sometimes I daydream.
Sometimes I'm jealous.
Sometimes I'm funny.
Sometimes my humor doesn't quite translate.
Sometimes I feel like I belong.
Sometimes I feel so incredibly out of place.
Sometimes I worry way too much about what others think of me.
Sometimes I don't drink enough water.
Sometimes I take on more than I can handle.
Sometimes I try to do everything myself.
Sometimes I need help.
Sometimes I forget to depend on God to give me strength.
Sometimes I wonder how different my life could be.
Sometimes I'm afraid of the dark.
Sometimes I sleep with stuffed animals.
Sometimes I talk to myself.

