Finding the Pieces
The story of how a lost boy found home
Category: rants
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I have a habit of trying to convince myself (and the world) that I have everything all figured out. At this point in my life it’s almost funny watching the roller coaster that is my emotions and determination. When I first came to Essex, I thought I had a very clear idea of what I…
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Tonight I was having a conversation with my mom, and we somehow got on the topic of marriage and children. The words “I don’t know if I’ll get married or have kids” left my mouth and I immediately knew that I had said the wrong thing. Actually, a better way to put that is I…
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We live in a culture that seems to want to tell its children one of two things. The first is that they can be “whatever they want to be” when they grow up. The second is that they can be whatever they want to be as long as what they want to be is practical…
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Now that we’re in the third week of classes and the dust of a new term has finally settled, I decided to take some time to write a new blog post. My schedule is kind of insane right now, but I need to remember to take time to do what I want to do. Don’t get…
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Apparently I have a problem with balance. I’m not talking about physical balance and the ability to not fall over on a daily basis, though I do occasionally struggle with that kind of balance as well. The kind of balance I’m talking about is life balance (if that wasn’t a thing before, I’m making it…
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I’m not usually one to complain, at least I try not to be. But a few nights ago I had a conversation with my mom that we’ve had more than once, and every time I’m left with a wall of tears begging to be released from behind my eyes. You see, a few years ago…
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This last semester I presented an essay at my school’s scholar conference about YouTube as a cultural text. I’m actually still surprised that my professor let me write the paper on YouTube, and I think that essay will probably go down as one of my favorite written pieces thus far in my college career. I…
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It’s Thursday night, going on Friday morning. I’m sitting at the desk in my room. The wood finish is barely noticeable underneath all the clutter, but I’m okay with that. To my right sits a stack of books ranging from a copy of Shakespeare’s The Tempest to the advanced grammar textbook I used this past semester. A…
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Happy Monday, everyone! I know that, for many of us, Monday isn’t exactly our favorite day of the week. I will admit that I’ve had a few bouts of the snooze virus, or better known as the “I’m-probably-sick-because-it’s-Monday-so-I’m-sleeping-in” virus. But for the most part I actually enjoy my Monday’s (and even – gasp – Monday mornings!)…
Finding the Pieces 