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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.
What It’s Like Being a Teenager
I’m 16 now. Which means I’ve officially been a teenager for three years. When I was younger I used to look up to teenagers. They seemed so cool and so old.
“Espresso”
Lately, I’ve been taking orders in my sleep.
Black coffee with room for cream and sugar.
Caramel cold brew with light ice.
I Refused to Be Told “No”
When I was in third grade, a man came to my school during lunch. He was dressed in a beige shirt and army-green cargo shorts.
The Seat Next to Me
Ever since last year, I have been attending international trips that my school offers. These trips offer a chance to explore the world, become cultured, and expand my knowledge globally.
Poetry and Rap
Lately, I’ve been reading a lot of poetry. I have always liked poetry but didn’t really get too into it until Sophomore year of high school.
There’s Nothing to do at home
“There's nothing to do at home” is a phrase I’ve told my parents for years. Meaning I have nothing to do at home, and being outside would be much better. When I was younger, I would be bored being at home.
Library Essay
Not literally in the center of our town, the Basking Ridge Public Library is the heart of our community, especially for teenagers.
What Does It Mean to be Human?
Human psychology is a topic that greatly interests me, so I knew I would take AP Psychology my junior year without a doubt. An instance from that class that really stuck with me was when my teacher introduced us to cognitive dissonance: that uneasy feeling when our beliefs and actions conflict.