Postmodern Eyes

This is a short list of my favorite snacks: 1. Apples and peanut butter. This one is an all time favorite especially in the fall and winter seasons. My favorite apple is honeycrisp which tastes even better when thinly sliced and cold. I'm fairly lax about the type of peanut butter I eat but it's mostly been either Trader Joe's roasted peanut butter or Jif natural peanut butter. Although CU does not have a Trader Joe's, my mom always stocks up and buys 5 or 6 jars when we go to TJ. Out of all the peanut butter brands I've tried, the Trader Joe's one always tastes like real peanuts and is very smooth, perfectly dippable for apples. 2. Greek yogurt with fruit, granola, and honey. I'm aware this one is a staple in most households and isn't too surprising to appear on this list, but I've recently gotten very into it. I really enjoy greek yogurt by this brand that looks very Greek (I can't remember the name) mostly because it doesn't taste chal...

When you walk down the hallways of Uni, you tend to notice that a lot of the lockers have bright and colorful posters on them. If you look closer, you can see the posters have inspirational quotes or memes for whatever sport that person is in. To me, those posters are what makes being on a high school team feel like an actual team. It's weird to say that getting posters from someone you don't know makes your team feel like an actual team but I have my reasons. Before joining the swim team, I didn't know much about "having a team" or "team chemistry". I swam (and still do) with Heat and I love the people on it but it doesn't feel like a team. I train by myself a lot and travel to meets by myself usually without a coach. Going to a meet alone doesn't sound too awful until you get there and you're surrounded by teams who wear the same jacket, have coaches, cheer for each other, and get super excited when their teammates do well. I just didn...

Yesterday at practice, my team sang happy birthday to me for my unbirthday. However, the song they sang came with a twist. They sang "Nutella" over and over again to the tune of happy birthday. It was then and there that I realized I have an addiction. I am an avid consumer of Nutella. Ever since I can remember, I'd always spread Nutella on bread, bagels, muffins, cookies, bananas, apples, etc. This one time I put it on pie. Pie and Nutella do not mix, but I did it anyway and it even made the pie taste better. I never thought of my addiction to Nutella to be a negative thing. Yes, I consume 3x the normal amount a person eats in their entire lifetime but is that a bad thing? I will admit Nutella isn't a healthy spread, or even close to being healthy. This one time I got into Justin's Hazelnut Spread, which kind of tastes like Nutella but is much better for you. After a few weeks of eating the same jar (few weeks of the SAME jar, what? I'm ashamed of myself)...

During the summer, I was dreading to begin senior year. The thought of stepping foot inside Uni made me cringe, trying to brace myself for the oncoming stress of school, social life, sleep, and swimming. Now that I'm decently into senior year, I can assure you that I'm somewhat trying to cherish my last year with my friends and team. But recently, just like Kylie Jenner said once, I started to realize stuff that I didn't before. To start off, I can't believe I'll be done with high school. It's so crazy that I'm already a senior when it felt like only yesterday that I was starting subbie year. The first day of senior year was such a weird day. I had practice in the morning like usual, but only this time my mom got up before me to wish me luck on my last day and give me an extra hug. I remember standing there hugging her back thinking "This is kinda weird mom stop getting so emotional.". Now it's five/six weeks into school and I'm the one a...

A lot of people think my sister Gabi and I are the same. They say we have the same looks, the same expressions, the same reactions, and basically everything the same. Nothing gets more on our nerves than getting mixed up, especially when our parents do it. A very small part of me understands why people get us mixed up. We look about the same height and we both swam, hence the broad shoulders and somewhat muscular bodies. But other than that, I cannot nor do not understand why people mix us up. I agree that we have our similarities but those similarities aren't obvious to people who don't know us that well. We look absolutely nothing alike. I have my father's nose while Gabi has my mother's nose. She also has a nose ring, whereas I would probably never get a nose ring. Her eyes are smaller and her face more square like. Mine are big and I have a long face characterized with a large nose. She also has very nice teeth that I'm super jealous of. I never had braces w...

I don't know why I like swimming. I really don't. Swimming seriously sucks. You can't breathe when you want to (wtf is up with that), it's way too much cardio, you have to wake up way too early, your hair is always wet and damaged, you're constantly hungry, you're exhausted 99% of the time, everything smells like chlorine, you fall asleep during dinner (true story), you have to buy SO much lotion, the water usually tastes gross, it's SO EXPENSIVE, it's SO TIME CONSUMING, dryland/weights are so hard, and the list goes on. There's so many complaints and reasons of why not to do it, I could probably convince Michael Phelps to quit during his prime. But when people ask me why I do it, I go completely blank. Why do I do it? There's always a point in your workout or practice where you just stop trying as hard as you did on the last effort. Maybe because you're just too tired or out of breath to go equally hard on the next one. But that moment, wh...

I've always been pretty into food and the idea of flavors. It seems like a weird thing to be fascinated with but the more I travel and taste different flavors around the world, the bigger this hobby or mere interest becomes. I'm guessing this interest started when I was young. My family is Croatian and we are continuously surrounded by European/Balkan food at home and place a heavy emphasis on eating real food, not junk or heavily processed. Somewhere along the way, I became interested in eating food for the flavors, not just for the purpose of eating to feel full. My dad probably cultivated this out of me. He's always on his phone looking up cool places to eat, ordering the strangest of seafood, and encouraging me to taste different flavors. Whatever I don't eat or deem too weird, my dad finishes it off shaking his head at me for being too "boring". The memory that always comes to mind when I think of strange food would be when I was 8. My family was in Bei...