Dear Angry Barista, Almost every morning I walk to my favorite coffee shop. The important voyage begins when I leave my house in lethargic zombie style, dragging one foot after the other. I cross intersection after intersection, block after block watching the tiny blimp that gives me life grow larger in the distance. I’ve almost… Continue reading Depresso.
Dear Adulting, Why do you think you’re so good? You think you’re so superior to immaturity and ignorance. You always find a way to get my parents to side with you. It must be the pushy and “highly experienced” thing you have going on. I bet you spend your precious days, sitting in your aerodynamic chair… Continue reading May you stay forever young.
More often than not, high school felt like my first taste of freedom. There was nothing organic about my high school experience and I often found myself disgustingly uncomfortable in my own skin. I hated myself. I was judgmental. I was unmotivated and most of all, I was un-able to consider that I was any… Continue reading Once Upon An Identity Crisis…
High school… Okay… Jocellyn Wanted her once. Katie Every one had her once. Erin Kissed her. Taylor Kissed her sister. Ashley Loved her. Ashley Loathed her. One more Ashley Lost her in the mix of Ashley’s. Alexis Fun to look at. Meagan Liked girls. Kimberly Didn’t stop me from loving Ashley Number One. Krystal Loved… Continue reading In 30 ladies or less?
I was so close to my dream, I felt like if I blinked I would miss everything that I worked so hard for. 2 time provincial medalist, 8th place win in nationals, level 1 coach. I’ve always been the volleyball girl. Back in Cold Lake, I was the girl who played club volleyball. Moving to kindersley, I… Continue reading Don’t wake me, I’m dreaming…
Even though I had become this girl who seemed to fade into the background, I was now a genuinely nice person. And soon that meant more to me than popularity ever did. My high school experience (which just to be clear, isn’t over yet) has been anything but boring. I was barely 13 years old… Continue reading “Knight without fear and without reproach”
It was the BEST of times. It was the WORST of times. Who was I in high school? Let me begin with explaining the idea that this journey has not been completed. High school continues to be a present tense, and with graduation coming this June, I could not be happier to say “see ya… Continue reading Hello, Adelle. So happy you made it from the other side.