[Pure Life]

Pura Vida
, meaning "pure life" is the motto in my favorite country on this planet, Costa Rica. Not only does this phrase remind me of my family in this tiny Central American paradise, it summarizes how I hope to live my life; appreciating every form of life, not stressing the small stuff, and making each day count. Urban dictionary defines the phrase as: A synonym of "hakuna matata." Life is wonderful; enjoy it.

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Don't conform. Don't waste time. Don't Discriminate: Don't match your socks!

I could write about how stressed I am about the 10349278346 hours of ap comp, mopro, and college apps I have to get done. Or I could write about how my sister thinks I'm her personal chauffeur and uses me to drive her friends around the west metro. But as I look at my feet, and at the pile of laundry in my room, I feel the need to discuss something that I feel very passionately about:
Matching Socks.
First of all, how is it humanly possible for a pair of socks to stay together? For all you
conscientious clean-freaks, I feel like there is an invisible string tying the two socks together, because I don't know how else you keep the same exact two socks together. My washer must swallow socks. I put a pair of nice pink costco brand socks in the washer, and by the time I fold and put everything away (usually ages later...I like to procrastinate putting away clothes) I can only find one sock. WHERE DID THE OTHER ONE GO? I will never solve this mystery of the missing sock.

But this is beside my point. In the grand scheme of things, I really don't care if I lose a sock because I am perfectly fine wearing a pair of two distinct and unique foot coverings. Why must I be racist to my black socks and only wear whites together? Whatever happened to integration? Brown vs. Board of Education would disapprove of all you sock matchers.
Why would I take the time to dig through my laundry and search for the missing sock? The only time I wear socks is in the winter, and why would I care what my feet look like if NO ONE IS LOOKING AT THEM? As long as I'm wearing some sort of stockings that keep my toes warm in my boots, I am a happy camper.

I challenge anyone who matches their socks to make a New Year's Resolution to spend their time doing something more interesting than matching socks. Be a non-conformist and non-discriminatory individual and wear two different colored socks. It might sound crazy and taboo, but wearing a blue polka dotted ankle sock with a Christmas reindeer fuzzy sock is a lot more fun than just plain white.

2 comments:

  1. I have always mis-matched my socks! I love this...
    I think there's an island somewhere where all of the lost socks and unfinished chapstick tubes go so nobody can find them. Just a thought.

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  2. Yay I knew you would be a fellow non-matcher. And I think that island is the editor's room. It eats lip gloss tubes and coffee mugs and ap comp essays and random sneakers...

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