Dear A, This is one of those relationships where I don’t think anything went wrong. We used to be the best of friends because of our similar backgrounds and traits. I think I was the one who changed. Look at you now! You are so beautiful and basically a better version of yourself than backContinue reading “Letters to old friends about why we’re not friends today”
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7 things about dealing with death
7. When you get the news, you want to reflect on their life. You’re forced to voluntarily remember little details about them that are resurfacing now. You’ll want to put them somewhere, so you never forget them.
This Kid I Know: Eileen
Eileen has been and probably always will be my best friend on Snapchat, largely because we send low quality selfies to each other about how hard BC Calc is; however, we’ll take a decent looking selfie every now and then. I’ll filter it and bazam, it will be socially acceptable to post online.
Guest Post: Smoke and Glass
I feel like I’ve killed my grandmother or something. My parents mope around the house sighing and staring at each other meaningfully over steaming cups of tea. “This girl,” their eyes say, “who is she?” Surely this cannot be the small doll-like child that we introduced into the world. The one who could make anyoneContinue reading “Guest Post: Smoke and Glass”
The language barrier
Never take for granted your ability to understand your parents. My parents sit around our table sobremesa discussing important issues. I can understand primitive phrases but I can’t get a clear idea of how my parents make their decisions, which I presume to be talked through and deeply analyzed. Some people don’t face language barriers within theirContinue reading “The language barrier”
My life in Roman numerals
i) They say that I don’t smile. Almost every person I know looks at my empty face and asks why I’m looking at them like I want to kill them. I took a look at my face in the mirror the other day, nay – I stared deeply into my eyes and saw that indeed,Continue reading “My life in Roman numerals”
Thawing inch by inch
I blame Disney for making people forget how awful the word frozen is. It doesn’t describe a winter wonderland; it describes a relationship isolated. Its two icy syllables drip of rancor and malice. The sudden severing of contact between two people is nothing like the conventional drifting away to which we are all accustomed. Two people either both thinkContinue reading “Thawing inch by inch”
Looking back on high school
High school is just a gas station on the road trip of life, and I’m merely stopping through. I just don’t care about nearly as much as I used to, because my life here is temporary; I’m not going to be here for much longer anyways. There are so many things I want to redoContinue reading “Looking back on high school”
Lack of dialogue
Sitting in class, I hear the teach say do silent work; you can use headphones if you’d like. I pull them on and work silently for a few. But silence is curiosity suppressed and I look up.
The 5 worst pieces of advice I’ve ever gotten about high school
5. Do your homework I do most of my homework, but some days I look at my pile and all I see is busy work. Meaningless and tedious assignments designed to make it seem as though there’s some sense of order and authority bestowed by the teacher, but everyone sees through it.
Cat Zhang 