This week, the nice thing I did was, again, something that I didn’t do. But this time, it’s not about keeping my mouth shut when I’m talking to annoying people. Continue reading “[Day 122] If I was brave”
Tag: Friends
[Day 116] Harrowing thing
Tonight, I had the honor of dining then bowling with four of the smartest people I have ever met. Our acquaintance was made through speech and debate. They’re from a school nearly a half hour away from me that offers an IB program, which is something that I don’t know much about other than the fact that it is for smart kids. Their names were Matt, Joe, Arielle, and David. Continue reading “[Day 116] Harrowing thing”
[Day 105] Compromised
Today’s story of my past is a big realization. I used to-ok, I still- apologize all the time. For stupid things, for random things, and for things that I didn’t need to. The latter was the most prominent. The “confession” below is something I gave to Dylan during sophomore year, after a long era of him refusing to speak to me and being like a jerk. And it kills me to realize that I used to take the heat for him hurting me. Like it was my fault. And it wasn’t. Continue reading “[Day 105] Compromised”
[Day 102] I deconstruct my thoughts
I’m one of millions of kids that is told by their parents, “No dating until you’re sixteen”. For some reason, I imagined this occasion as follows; On the day of my 16th birthday, the voice of my best male friend (to be decided) would come over the intercom at school (he’d figured out a way to jack it… obviously) and announce that I was now eligible to date. A hoard of attractive high school boys (since everyone would know who I was)Â would stampede towards me…. Continue reading “[Day 102] I deconstruct my thoughts”
[Day 90] Wowzerz
When I was a young’n, I had a friend named Mariah that lived down the street from me. I quite liked Mariah; she was interesting and knew people who were older than us (we were six). Continue reading “[Day 90] Wowzerz”
[Day 81] The Doors Squeak
[Day 80] Together we’ll move on
The first time I rode on a plane alone was from Austin, Texas to Roanoke, Virginia. I made this trip for a college program I had been accepted to, at Hollins University. I was excited, because they had one of the best writing programs in the country, but I was also a little anxious. It was an all girls school. Continue reading “[Day 80] Together we’ll move on”
[Day 69] The Clarity of Confusion
Just so no one freaks out: I’m switching Monday and Thursday of this week because I really want to write about what happened today.
One of my friends recently traveled to a different state to visit her significant other in college. She’d been excited about the trip for a good while now, and everyone who knew her was excited as well, because her attraction to him was so genuine. It was a four day weekend, the perfect opportunity for her trip. She was scheduled to arrive home on Sunday afternoon. Continue reading “[Day 69] The Clarity of Confusion”
[Day 66] Cars Cost Monies
*name have been changed to protect the idiot* Last year, a boy by the name of *Frank* moved to my school. He came and sat down with my group of friends early that year, and then continued to seek me out in the hallways because he didn’t know anyone else yet. Now, I don’t know Frank very well, although he did invite me to train hop to Minnesota with him (with only Doritos as sustenance), but he’s important to me as a role model of what to never let my life become. Continue reading “[Day 66] Cars Cost Monies”
[Day 65] I really hate car trips when I can’t drive
Open Letter To All The People I’ve Ever Ignored In Instant Messenger,
Trust me. It’s not personal. Continue reading “[Day 65] I really hate car trips when I can’t drive”