To Class of 2017

Class of 2017, it has been a long four years.

We have survived countless exams, classes that seemed to last forever, and the frantic race to meet graduation requirements. But most importantly, we have survived all of our worst days, and we have made it to this moment— this moment that we have looked forward to since watching our first movie about the ~high school experience~.

Now though, we can’t help but look back at those defining moments in the last four years. There are the monumental relationships, and monumental breakups. The first test you failed and cried over, and the first class you failed and now laugh about. There are the shared experiences, the times you felt alone in your struggles, and the people who made you realize you weren’t.

For me, the last four years have been a series of routines: wake up to an alarm ringtone I quickly grew to hate, get ready, take that first sip of coffee to feel somewhat like a person, get to school, get through the day, get home, take a nap, do homework, get ready for bed, set the alarm, go to sleep, and do it over and over again.

I have measured days in class periods, counting down to my favorite class, to lunch time, to the end of the day. I have measured weeks in days, counting down to Friday, the weekend, the next day off. And I have measured years in months, counting down to holiday breaks, a month closer to senior year, a month closer to graduation.

And now, it is over. I have nothing left to measure or maybe I have to learn a different way to measure the days. Either way, I have counted down to this day not realizing that there would be things left behind, people left behind, and moments (broken down to the second) that I would never get to experience again. So, heading into a new chapter of life, I hope all of us remember not to measure life in class periods, semesters, or an ever-growing pile of debt, but in good moments and time shared with people important to us.

While the idea of graduating is tinged with sadness over these things we will never again experience, and fear over the things we will soon experience for the first time, it is exciting, and for most of us it means never having to see calculus again.

Graduation also means that most of us won’t ever see each other again, so goodbye Class of 2017, most of you won’t remember me and I won’t remember most of you but I hope you are all successful.


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Thoughts on 2016

It’s been a month since 2016 ended and I’ve taken the time since to really think about what I learned.

  • I lost a lot of myself last year but I also found myself in different ways.
    • Some things you need to let go, other things you wish you didn’t.
  • I went through a lot of self-improvement but there’s a lot to go to be my best self.
  • Letting go of people can be hard.
    • You don’t always succeed.
  • I am selfish
    • That’s OK.
  • I’m an individual. I come first to myself.
    • That’s OK too.
  • Accepting all parts of yourself is hard. I’ve come to terms with things I learned about myself but I have to keep trying.
    • You always have to keep trying.

What I learned has resulted in some goals for the new year.

  • Be my best self.
    • Things take time.
  • Be more productive.
    • Stop saying “later.”
  • Make and complete to-do lists.
    • Actually complete these.
  • Drink a relaxing tea every night.
    • Go to sleep earlier.
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Before Inauguration Day, students at MLEC were asked to share their thoughts and concerns and address the new president using #FromThePeople. Below is what three students had to say.

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The Miami Book Fair and WLRN have invited people to submit six word stories about South Florida at wlrn.org or using #6WordsMiami. Since I’ve spent my entire life in Miami, I felt particularly inspired by the prompt. These are my submissions (so far):

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The Big 1-7

We had to celebrate my birthday a little early this year so that my brother could attend before he left for college the following day.

My birthday, day of birth, day I graced the Earth with my presence, is tomorrow.

I feel like every week I’ve learned something about life, the world, or myself and changed just a little more. I’ve grown a lil bit more bitter, rougher around the edges, and built higher walls, but, I’ve also learned more about accepting myself and having fun with the cards I’ve been dealt.

As a 17 year old (in just a few more hours) I’m still growing and changing and learning, something I’m really happy about, but I can’t help but get nostalgic looking back at easier times and thinking about how different I am from the girl who was 15 going on 16.

Still though, I am the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen.


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Goodbye Summer, it’s been good

I know that there are three days of summer vacation left but it’s time to say goodbye as I make preparations for the first day of school. This year will probably be the hardest transition from summer to school because it’s been a really good summer.

School means that there’s no more of a lot of things:

  • going to the latest movie possible and going for milkshakes afterwards so we can stay out as late as possible.
  • driving around aimlessly at two a.m.
  • staying up until three in the morning talking to close friends (you know who you are).
  • staying up until the sun rises to finish 81 chapter stories because “how can I sleep without knowing what happens next?”.
  • staying up until five a.m. because inspiration hit and I want to write.
  • no poetry nights or “guess the lyric” games with close friends (YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE) at “unreasonable” hours.

To summarize, I’m going to miss having the opportunity to stay up as late as possible and enjoy the peace and quiet of the nighttime and act on being a night owl without there being repercussions because I have to wake up at six a.m.

While the daytime has been spent binge-watching Netflix and YouTube, reading perhaps a little too much, and sleeping, the nighttime is when I had the most fun and freedom. That’s what I’m going to miss the most.

Goodbye summer,
it’s been good.

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Summer Reading

I can’t remember a time when I didn’t love reading. These days, a day doesn’t go by where I haven’t dedicated a few hours (if not half the day) to reading. However, this summer, like most summers, teachers assigned all sorts of reading assignments or online courses to get us ready for the upcoming school year.

Most assigned reading, let’s be honest, isn’t what you would call enjoyable. That’s why I took it upon myself to make time for some recreational reading to enjoy that something special about curling up on the sofa with a cup of tea (or coffee, depending on the day), picking up a book, and immersing myself in a reality other than my own.

The first book I read this summer was Hannah Hart’s My Drunk Kitchen: A Guide to Eating, Drinking, and Going with Your Gut. I started watching Hannah on YouTube a couple of years ago and when she put out a book, I immediately wanted to buy it. Instead, an old friend gifted me the book. Being a fangirl was the only reason I wanted it but I definitely ended up enjoying it.

The Help was given to me the summer before I entered high school. I spent that summer reading and re-reading the book, especially when I couldn’t sleep and this year was no different. Whether it was two p.m. and the sun was lighting the pages or it was two a.m. and I was reading by phonelight, I was enjoying this book for nth time.

Coraline holds a special place in my heart. I hadn’t realized there was a book until I had watched the movie like nine times but when I found out I immediately ordered it from Amazon. If I thought the movie was worth repeating, the book was worth reading twice and I’m tempted to pick it up again sometime soon.

As summer comes to an end, and the first day of school looms over my head, I am saddened that so much of my day won’t be available for me to escape into the different worlds each book offers but I’m glad I got to spend time with these awesome reads and I’ll always find the time between classes and on bus rides to read another page of another book.