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Senior Year? What?
I’m about to be a senior in high school. In fact, by the time this blog comes out, I will be starting my senior year.
“Simple” Stories
Last semester, I took a Children and Young Adult Literature class. The class consisted mainly of learning about the various components to writing stories aimed towards children and teens.
Nobody’s Soldier
The inherent nature of humans is to want to be comfortable. Everyone’s goal inevitably is to be truly comfortable in some way.
Rejection Therapy
Recently, I started experimenting with something called rejection therapy. The idea is simple: put yourself in situations where people might say no.
Growth and Cleaning Your Room
One thing about my family is that we tend to forget things sometimes. We have a lot of ideas we want to pursue, but sometimes they just pass by.
What Could’ve Been
Bittersweet when it comes to taste is defined as sweet with a bitter aftertaste. But I would like to create a new meaning.
Romeo & Juliet
I’m currently in a sticky situation with someone. Basically, I met someone, but we're not allowed to be together for complicated reasons.
Four Years From Now
The chatter of the past settles into a whisper as the sun soaks past parted shades. My days have become quiet and routine
I Am Just a Girl Standing in Front of Her Spotify Wrapped
Like most people with hearing capabilities and a tendency for emotion, I love music. Why? I could not tell you.
Happy Valley
My family, some of my brother's soccer teammates, and I traveled to Olympic Park!
Seatbelts Everyone!
As a kid, I absolutely hated kids’ shows. I hated watching them because I thought that it made me look too young.
So Apparently I'm The Clumsiest Student at LASA...
According to Ms. Murphy, the school nurse at the Liberal Arts and Science Academy, I’m the clumsiest student at LASA. I would say that’s probably true. I’d say I go to the nurse at least once a month, if not more.
Self-Care and Loving Yourself
When I was young, I saw the world strangely and intensely. I dreamt of adventure, of longing, of sacrifice. To me, life was a fairytale, and falling in love was the gold waiting at the end of the rainbow called life.
Who Let Me Run Track?
By the time I was in the seventh grade, COVID was behind us, and as a society, we could be “normal” again. That year, I had to get used to middle school and the way it actually ran, as well as the extracurriculars that came with it.
The Feminist Tightrope
I’m not the first to admit that I like Taylor Swift. Her lyrics are timeless, her melodies are soulful, and her branding is practically an aesthetic movement. But while I’ll scream every word of “New Romantics” like it’s gospel, I still get a little uncomfortable knowing she’s a billionaire.
A Little Dirt Doesn't Hurt
Slowly stepping into my rather familiar mudroom, I slide off my rain boots as the remnants of the lousy weather pool around my feet. Greeted by the loud pounding of my dog's tail and the joyful screams of my brothers wrestling upstairs, I am filled with a sense of warmth, a sense of family.
Losing Our Minds
There’s a specific thing that comes up when talking with people that like to read. There are two types of people: ones that enjoy speculating on the author's intent behind certain elements of the story and people that just enjoy reading the stories, no speculation needed
Comfort Food
For me, nothing in this world is as comforting as food. It has a never ending capability to be a solution for every problem and an answer to every question: a celebration meal, a consolation binge, an energizing snack.