Room 32B in Holder Hall at Princeton University: where I hid for the majority of the first week of the 2017 JSA summer program. Being an introverted person, socializing was the last thing on my mind; I wanted to get a good grade in the class I chose and go back home immediately after. Now, I sit in a hotel room wondering which one of my new friends I should’ve ran away with any of the countless times we joked about it.
Happy birthday to one of my oldest friends. We’ve celebrated more than a decade of birthdays together and I can’t wait to see what the future brings for us.
Netflix’s new original series may be titled Free Rein but the series took complete control of this viewer’s (and my mom’s) heart. I was cautious when beginning the show—Netflix had already deeply disappointed the little cowgirl in me with its spinoff of one of my favorite movies, Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron—but I was raving about the show even before all the characters were introduced. Continue reading “The Netflix Original That Stole My Heart”
It wouldn’t be the last day of school without sentimental Snapchats to my graduating friends, promises to stay in touch with acquaintances, and, of course, one of the most iconic summer songs from my childhood. I won’t deny that I’ve always dreamed of pulling off the perfectly timed chant with my friends right before the final bell rings or that I’ve always wanted to just run out of school without a care in the world. Any student that has watched High School Musical 2 and says they never wanted to try this choreography is absolutely lying because deep down in their hearts they consider this song the greatest guilty pleasure.
If there’s one thing that has remained miraculously consistent this troubling school year, it’s been the group of diverse personalities, laughs and tears that has stood by my side. My friends may not always agree with me and some days I want to yell at them, but these pictures solidify exactly why my friends, specifically my “lunch squad,” are perfect for one another and for me. Some friends are missing but Natalie, Christina, and Christopher never failed to make me laugh during our many lunches together. A never-ending thank you to Natalie for starting this tradition.
Sun-kissed and warm for the skin born in the beginning of the winer. Lively and cheerful for the child born in the spell of death and sadness. The Sagittarius is the antithesis of all their season embodies. Their beauty lies in the stark contrast they present to the bleak realities of everyday life. Continue reading “Of a Twelve Part Series: Sagittarius”
I loathe you.
You’re just another boy.
You pretended you were special because no one would make you feel
Anything else but ordinary.
I really tried, but ‘tried’ turned to ‘tired.”