The Avocado and Me

Fun fact: Tomorrow's my last day of freshman year. Fun fact: It's also my very last day at DSA. Fun fact: Switching schools is very exciting, very terrifying, and very, very sad. Being the new kid is tough, as I've learned this year, but it's also completely exhilarating. You have the opportunity to reinvent yourself. You get to meet the best new people. You experience things you never would have if you'd stayed in your comfort zone. If you'd stayed with the people you've known for practically your entire life. Being new is a dive into the deep end, but s aying goodbye is a lot more challenging. I've been at my current school for only a year, but in that year, I've had so many spectacular adventures. Though I absolutely miss my old friends, the friendships I made this year have been unlike any I've had before. I went through dozens of packs of cinnamon gum. My AP Human Geography table group made a book composed of funny things our t

NEW MESSAGE                                                                                                                                    TO: __ ABCD ___                                                                                                                        FROM: __ EFG __ SUBJECT: The Things We Don't Say But Wish We Did But Can't Manage to Get Out of Our Mouths... okay, you know what? I'm just going to start the email...                         Hey! Dear ABCD; I'm so sorry I haven't gotten back to you. I've just been overthinking every single word you sent in that last message. And to be honest, I've been a little depressed and anxious lately. Everything seems to be happening at once and, as it turns out, I apparently don't have great coping mechanisms.  You know how life gets. How have you been lately? I heard you were really upset after your AP test last week, and just wanted to tell you I'm proud of you for get

Note: This post has bad words, so if you're easily offended, maybe skip over this one ;) "You still fine as hell (insert the mouthwatering emoji)." "You have the downright prettiest eyes." "You single right now?" "Prettiest girl I know." "You're so stunning." "Those eyes." "Damn B, you got juicy lips, mmm (insert not one, but three mouthwatering emojis)." "You sexy tho." Visualize it. You're opening the Instagram app. It's in the Pink/ Purple folder on your color-coded phone screen (because, let's face it, Gen Z-er's are extra and like things that are, quote-on-quote, 'aesthetically pleasing'). The app loads, and suddenly, your eyes are assaulted by a colorful display of artsy walls, selfies, avocado toast, and... stories. You know. The classic Instagram story. Sometimes you get a clip of your favorite artist's new song. Others, you get boomerangs of girls

27 days. I have 27 days until I say goodbye to my friends and to my current school, 27 days of homework to go, 27 days. I think it's funny that we spend practically the entirety of the school year wishing for summer, but want the time to slow down when it is finally on the horizon. I suppose this is true of most things. We recognize their beauty and importance only when they come to an end. How very human of us. Because the clock ticking down to my departure seems to be chain-smoking the minutes, I have set an intention to be extra mindful and grateful during this final month. To really enjoy lunch periods spent outside with my friends. To do my best in every class, say thank you those who do so much for me, and treasure every moment. Of course, things don't always play out this way. Case in point: I didn't particularly love today's math class, sitting there for an hour and a half taking a test. But you must take the bitter with the sweet, the rough with the smoot