The moment I saw my cousin approaching in her camouflage Crocs and Patagonia jacket, I felt the need to win her approval.Read More
“The End of the F***ing World” manages to strike the difficult balance between being entertaining and making me think.
Since September, I have been impatiently awaiting the release of the movie “Lady Bird.” I derived an embarrassing amount of joy from watching the trailer over and over like a music video. Finally, after months of anticipation, I dragged all my friends to see it (multiple times).
After failed attempts to explain my behavior in the heat of the moment, I feel the time has come to properly address the reasoning behind my public infamy.
Clearly Marlborough feels the need to compensate for the last four years of stress by giving us a few perks.
Have you ever been in class and suddenly had the overwhelming and terrifying thought that you are the only student who doesn’t get it? Have you ever cried in the bathroom and then felt like you’re a loser who cries in the bathroom? Well, you needn’t feel alone because I have been in that same exact boat.
Last week, I purchased my first ever Snoogle.
Below, find a list of reasons of why I feel like my life is falling apart, despite the fact that second-semester senior year is generally considered “easier.”
My friends like to tell me that I’m not fun. Their reasons include things like this: I go to bed at 8:30, I like waking up early, I love Sylvia Plath, I listen to the classical music radio station, I’m obsessed with Jane Eyre etc.