youth – Cat Zhang

A shoutout to my long-distance friends

I live in Atlanta, and here I have friends that I can touch and feel. But I live in Atlanta, and you live on the other side of the country; I see you a few times every year. As a senior in high school, I’m going to see some of my best friends once moreContinue reading “A shoutout to my long-distance friends”

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My experience hosting an exchange student

If you saw a diverse group of high school students waiting at the airport eagerly holding up signs, barely able to contain their excitement, the last thing you would expect is that they are part of a Chinese exchange student program. But on that particular Sunday afternoon, the host students indeed attracted a great dealContinue reading “My experience hosting an exchange student”

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Urban Myths

Sometimes I listen to music – raging and energetic The lyrics sound like they’re sprinting in whatever path they see Sometimes when I write I think about myself – commonly perceived as 100% committed and ready to go I think about the kids in high school – moving so fast yet they don’t know whereContinue reading “Urban Myths”

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The Lady at the Hotel Counter

We’re back! Sorry for the silence! Happy 50th post! I am the lady that you first see when you walk in. I stand here for hours a day when there is absolutely no activity going on in the hotel. The hotel bar is directly in my line of sight, and the bartender is lucky.Continue reading “The Lady at the Hotel Counter”

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Admiring Strangers: Youngsters

I sit alone at Panera Bread on a windy Saturday afternoon. I look up and notice a family of 3 sitting close to me, consisting of a mother and her two young boys. My headphones are in and I’m blasting music but the littlest boy looks over at me every ten seconds and mouths something.Continue reading “Admiring Strangers: Youngsters”

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Getting Older

I’m getting old. Wow, 16? Where have the years gone? The transition from trick or treating and getting tired at 11 PM to never sleeping before midnight and having my backpack weigh 70 pounds has been shaky, to say the least. My innocence slipped out the door in seventh grade when I asked my friendsContinue reading “Getting Older”