This Kid I Know: Colin

Colin is one of my best friends. I have always been confused as to why this is, since we have very few mutual friends. I know that if you read this and you know both of us, you’ll be confused, because we don’t have much in common. But I don’t have to justify our friendship toContinue reading “This Kid I Know: Colin”

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A Letter to My 13-Year-Old Self

My friend Colin showed me this letter that Frank Ocean wrote to himself-five-years-ago: Thought it was pretty cool, so I decided to try it. I’m no Chris Breaux though… Hey Cat, You won’t believe the direction your life goes! You made it through junior high and high school, and now you’re off to college. YourContinue reading “A Letter to My 13-Year-Old Self”

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To My Sister, On Her First Day of Sophomore Year

soph·o·mor·ic: adjective: having or showing a lack of emotional maturity: foolish and immature What a hopeful outlook society has adopted for a high school student’s second year of high school! Before year 9 you won’t take this advice very seriously because you won’t really know what I’m talking about. Every year you’ll read this letter againContinue reading “To My Sister, On Her First Day of Sophomore Year”

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This Kid I Know: Bryant

To put it simply, Bryant is my oldest friend. We’ve known each other since the beginning of time, way before pre-school began. During the rough elementary years, we didn’t attend school together, but I think I saw you here and there at tennis practices and remembered the fun times we’d had as toddlers, toddling aroundContinue reading “This Kid I Know: Bryant”

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I AM SO THANKFUL FOR ALL OF YOU

YOU HAVE ALL HEARD SOME ANECDOTE ABOUT HOW I STARTED THIS BLOG PROBABLY A BILLION TIMES ALREADY BUT I JUST WANT TO SAY THANK YOU FOR ALL OF YOUR READING AND SUPPORT! WITHOUT IT, THIS SITE WOULD BE NOTHING MORE THAN AN ONLINE JOURNAL, AND LIKE MOST JOURNALS (ON AND OFFLINE) I START, I WOULDContinue reading “I AM SO THANKFUL FOR ALL OF YOU”

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This Kid I Know: Michael

The first word that comes to mind when I think Michael is short. He’s just a shorty, and he’s accepted it, I’ve accepted it, and everyone else out there should as well. No one calls him Michael, anyways, we all call him Mihe. Mihe and I met at the 8th grade debate banquet when IContinue reading “This Kid I Know: Michael”

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Guest Post: 0200

I can’t sleep. When I lie in bed at night, it’s like I’m doing everything I’m supposed to not be doing in order to go to bed. Thoughts become a flash flood that was never on the forecast, and I was the poor soul that went camping by the riverside. Thought 1. The One that Escaped.Continue reading “Guest Post: 0200”

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