People come into our lives for many reasons. Some teach us lessons. Some make us grow. Some encourage us and help us. And some come into our lives just to leave. These select few belong to what I refer to as The “Bail Out” Club.
I have been (un)fortunate enough to come into contact with many BOC members. Through knowing these people, I have cultivated the 5 major traits of a “Bail Out” Club member:
Continue reading “The “Bail Out” Club.”
I can now technically call myself a senior in high school. There is something powerful about that title. After all these years, we are finally on top; we finally run the school. However, it’s only the summer before my senior year begins and I already want it to be over. If I’m being honest, I’ve had the dreaded senioritis since I was a freshman. The moment I get into the building is the same moment I desire to get out.
Continue reading “Early-Onset Senioritis”
The whole month of April went by in one foul sweep for my family. Every single day was spent in a hospital room. March 31, 2015 is a day that will forever been engrained into my mind. I received a phone call from one of my brothers saying I needed to get to the hospital—dad was in critical condition. Fast forward to today, after a month of recovering from a ruptured brain aneurysm—21 days in the ICU and 10 days at the #1 rehabilitation center in the United States—my dad is now in the next stage of his recovery: at home.
The last month of my family’s life has been exposed to hundreds if not thousands of people. Until this last month, I never truly understood what being “an open book” actually meant.
Continue reading “Transparent. “
West Michigan is extremely beautiful. There is so much to gawk at while one finds him or herself driving down the winding country roads or along the shoreline. Speaking for myself, I love driving by the beach. Lake Michigan is breathtaking—and all year round if I may add. There’s something about humans and bodies of water, that it grabs our attention. Continue reading “The 616.”
I haven’t posted anything in quite some time. It has been weighing on me this week. I just can’t seem to find anything to write about or the time to sit down and write. Out of nowhere my life got extremely busy. To having more people living in my family’s house, to realizing the ACT is in less than a month. My mind has not been in the realm of writing. Even when it has been, it’s only been for my advanced composition class.
I don’t know what it is, but my brain has been fried lately. I’ve fallen into a routine of work and sleep that there isn’t much room for anything else. I haven’t been extremely social, haven’t gone out much. It’s been a lot of staying in my room, eating ice cream, doing work and falling asleep. My life is pretty boring at the moment.
I wrote a post last year about how I’m not motivated. This week is a week like that one I had last year. I care enough to not give up, but I am having to push myself extremely hard. I was talking to a friend of mine and they told me this, “…we just need to go and take the next step, even if the next step is just waking up in the morning”. I dread the morning–mostly because I haven’t been getting much sleep at night. But when it hits 6:30am, I have a choice to make. Start my day or give up.
On any given day I would much rather roll back to sleep. but I know deep down I can’t. I may not feel the best, I may not be well rested, it may be a horrible day. But I have to kick off the covers and start my day. I should stop worrying about what the next will bring–I have way too much to worry about to constantly be doing so.
This week has been a lot of starting my day when deep down I don’t want to.
I think that’s okay. I just hope next week is better.
By the way, I wrote a guest blog post for my teacher’s blog a few weeks ago. It has to do with my digital personal narrative. You can check it out here.
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