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Women’s Prison Psychology
I know this might make me sound insane, but lately I’ve been increasingly fascinated in looking into true crime cases, specifically ones involving young, female murderers.
One Track Path
It is April 2026, and I am almost done with junior year. Junior year is infamous due to the fact that most take junior year as the time to focus on their futures. So to most, that means putting all their eggs in one basket, figuring out their major, and spending all their time on that one singular topic. This leads to people quitting their hobbies, such as playing an instrument or a sport. But focusing on your future doesn’t have to mean devoting every part of yourself to the one profession you were “meant” to take.
For me, I’ve always been focused on my future, and I used to think exactly like this. I used to believe that since I liked law, I shouldn’t sing or play an instrument, since it isn’t useful for me. I wasn’t meant to like math or think it was interesting because, after all, I’m a law person, not a STEM person. However, the reason why junior year has been so rejuvenating for me is because I realized that the only thing concrete about my future is me, not my career. So instead of focusing on my path that I was “meant” to take, I focused on myself and made sure to make myself into the best possible person I could be in every field.
After realizing this, I started to enjoy the content at school: I was no longer set on disliking or hating math and science. I expanded my interest in business, and joined business clubs. I no longer searched for only law-related activities but cast a wider net. Surprisingly enough, this actually further cemented my passion, not diminished it. My stress towards my future magically disappeared.
Junior year, however busy it may be, only has to be stressful if you make it so. Forcing yourself into a one track path is one of the largest ways to do so. I implore you guys to focus more on yourself than your career because after all the only thing confirmed in your life is you.
Winter Into Spring
“Summer or winter” is a typical icebreaker in the beginning of school. It’s never “spring or fall.” Spring and fall are two seasons that are consistently forgotten about.
Things I’m Looking Forward To
Winter is HARD. Especially when you live in Illinois and the weather sucks.
Here are some of the things I’m looking forward to.
Telling Stories
A wide variety of stories are told to children in Japan, the country I visited during my junior year of high school. These children’s stories can teach kids valuable lessons in both the United States and Japan.
Abuse Doesn’t Change Colors
For my entire life, I have grown up in a prevalently Indian community. And for the most part, I have thoroughly enjoyed this aspect of my life.
I don’t know what to write.
For the first time since I started working for the magazine, I have no idea what to write.
Usually I have lots to say, but honestly I feel like like so much s**t has gone on in my life that I don’t know where to start.
You People Care Too Much
I feel like people care too much about their looks all the time. Whether it be online or in person, all I hear about is people hyperfixating on every inch of their body:
Sharing Meals
Japan was filled with many new flavors and meals I had never experienced before. However, I expected to try a different cuisine on my school trip to this foreign country.
Science is Subjective
Everyone has their own favorite subjects. For example, I typically gravitate towards history and English classes. I don’t really enjoy math, but I don’t hate it either. However, I especially don’t enjoy science. I don’t enjoy the abstract nature nor even the math incorporated.
Why I Hate Breaks From School
Something a lot of people don’t realize is how stressful breaks from school are for neurodivergent people like myself, especially those of us who are on the more anxious and neurotic side.
Bring Back Filler
I don’t usually watch TV shows, only because I can’t handle the commitment to watch something. But when I get interested, I can’t get off my couch.
City Visits
Chicago has always been a center of learning for me. When I was a little girl, my mother took me to the wide variety of museums at our fingertips.
Endings Are Promised
Saying goodbye is life’s guarantee. Everything must come to an end. From your last day of practice to leaving your cousins at Thanksgiving to taking your last breath, an ending is all we’re ever promised.
“The Green Drummer”
If you know one thing about me, you know that I identify as green. People always ask me, “Why green?”, and the truth is, I honestly don’t know. For my whole life, the color green has always just felt so “me.” Something about the color just feels right.
Worst Three Weeks Ever
As December starts, the worst three weeks of the year come barging in. The weird three-week period after Thanksgiving break and before winter break. Also known as finals season.
Almost Winter
I dread the cold, but I love winter. This season brings me both comfort and connection with those I care about, filled with warmth despite the frigid air outside.
I Blame it on The Algorithm
I think two of the things I love most in the world are music and stories. They have both followed me for as long as I can remember.