I rested my head in my hands, leaning my forehead forward to rest against the small, cold bedroom window. My eyes were transfixed upon a goose against the dusky clouds, flapping its wings furiously against the rain that effortlessly worked to heave it towards the puddly grounds. “You can do it,” I whispered under my…
Rethinking. They say that you’re an over thinker- that you pick and choose every word you say, that you never know how to make decisions, that you’re continuously wrought with anxiety. As cruel as their words may seem, it’s so easy to believe them. And now, only their words matter. No amount of comfort from…
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I’ve finally decided to end the series, so let’s jump right into the last part of the list. If you’ve missed part one and two, check them out. Rocket Boys/October Sky, by, Homer H. Hickam Jr.: (Image Source) Rocket Boys/October Sky is the first memoir in a series of three, about growing up in a mining…
Google is a powerful search engine that can find the answers to almost all your questions, but can it give better answers than me? Probably, yes, but let’s do this anyways. What Am I Riddles (answers at the bottom) A) I am the beginning of something important, yet the end of something fun. I am…
Is there really a way to measure our emotions? They aren’t concrete things like a finding a shoe size or how much water is in a cup. But, countless studies have been conducted in the past as a way to measure certain emotions. Here are just a few: 1. Excessive Trust: An interesting trust experiment…
17th birthdays aren’t that exciting, which I now know. At 16 you can finally drive, 18 you’re legal but 17 is this awkward year where you’re not quite an adult but also don’t qualify as a kid anymore. There are expectations set out as you prepare for adulthood and for some who are graduating like…
I discovered American poet Nash Consing purely by chance. Scrolling through my Instagram feed on a late May evening nearly two years ago, I came across a collaboration between Nash and fellow Instagram poet, Alexa (@ar_poems). I subsequently followed Consing’s account, and perhaps it was the mix of writing and aesthetics that drew me in…
You’ve been challenged to present what you’ve done to make the world better place in front of the entire human population. Sure, you could prepare a marvelous speech but the catch is, you only have 90 seconds. “What an ordeal!” you may think. But wait, there’s more. Who is your competition? Only the world’s elite-…
-Rosie Zhao This is dedicated to all the volunteers devoting their time towards holiday initiatives across the city. These festive events would not be as memorable for families if not for all of your hard work! Thank you! Featured Image Source: (1)
What do you call a person who’s flimsy and flat and fragile and fake? someone who hides behind a silhouette of what society wants them to be? one who doesn’t care about anything that actually matters? someone so two-dimensional they could be blown away by the wind? a person so unreal, the word “paper” is…
I know a little white cross, somewhere in France The grave of a little boy, in the meadows he used to prance Come to me my child; sit at my knee Let me mother you, as I once did, the day you opened your eyes: that long ago January You loved the white roses, but…
The blazing sun dips beneath clouds of gold Upon the departure roar ocean tides And the moon slowly rises to behold The world’s vast skies and magnificent vibes. The night darkens to unveil brilliant stars To bring about a cool breeze to my heart Healing comes forth, mending deep, bleeding scars For the night, sorrows…
I plowed a bit of earth one day, Which I had put lilies and wildflowers in galore. And my garden had a little white-washed fence, Which I re-painted annually My garden wasn’t a royal one, With its homey flowers, But what had I seen of Paris or Rome? So I thought it to be very regal.…
