I never write on my blog unless I can succesfully turn my incoherent jumbled mess of thoughts, into coherent words. Now it seems like I’m starting to make a book from the blogs I’ve started without finishing.
I recently closed a chapter of my life, so it feels good to find a new me. I have so many people to thank. There are people who played roles and made contributions to the plot line. I know one of those people is Megan Baich. I’ve been remembering how much we opened up to… Read More For My Fallen Friend, Megan Baisch
I made a lot of close friends last semester. One stuck out from the crowd. We related to eachother. In a school as relatively non-diverse as mine, she was the black sheep. As we got to know eachother, she felt more and more like a real person. As real as I feel, she also felt… Read More Letter to a Friend
Who are the people out there saying that getting a tattoo doesn’t hurt? I does hurt, I don’t care what anybody else says. I got my first tattoo the year after I graduated from highschool. I got a compass tatted on my upper back. I was 19 years old and in the mood to shed… Read More Say No To The Man
I cant complain people, I woke up this morning and I still had a heartbeat. A couple of months ago, I made the habit of reminding myself when I wake up that I still have a heartbeat, and that I’m still breathing wonderful air. Keep in mind that a couple months ago, I dreaded waking… Read More Today’s Highlight
The later half of last year reformed me. I was molded and sculpted by life, and believe me, it hurt. The fall semester was brutal. I had just moved away from my hometown in Salt Lake. I left the cosy house I was living in. I left my cool ass roomies, and my best friends.… Read More A 2018 Recap