I found this incredible.
A student blog that was part of the Fall 2013 Poetry class at St. Paul Academy.
Wednesday, April 30, 2014
Monday, April 21, 2014
Friday, April 18, 2014
Snail
In early April, I was pretty flustered with the end of high school, college choices, senior project, etc. So when a freshman asked me if I wanted a snail, I got beyond excited and said yes to not just one, but two. Yay for spontaneous pet acquirement.
Note: I am terrified of slimy and crawly things. Worms, slugs, spiders = ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
So why two snails? I wanted them as a challenge. Much like how I went down a three stories high fire pole as a challenge (see previous blog post). Being myself can be a continuous surprise because I always sign up for activities on a whim.
A day later, I gave one snail, Stanley, to a friend. Clementine stayed with me, and we had loads of fun as it pooped and ate and pooped and ate throughout the day.
One week later, it (snails don't care about gender) died. So I set it aside, messaged several close friends, made some of them cry, put together a memorial YouTube video, and returned to bury it outside.
However, it had moved from its deathbed. So it wasn't as dead as expected.
Today, it spends a lot of time wandering around looking pretty cute for a slimy creature. And occasionally pretending to be dead.
Snail
No toe left behind
Mouth hugging lettuce
Antennae pivoting
Not dead
Not dead
Sunday, April 13, 2014
How to Tell Your Friends About How You Almost Died During a College Visit
Texting, email, and messaging have turned paragraphs of information into digestible bursts of consciousness.
Here is something I recently wrote to a friend.
Yeah. I sat on top of this building. At night. In the rain. |
Hey
have I told you my story of what I did last weekend
so I sort of mentioned earlier how I jumped off a building
which is a technically a lie
because I jumped off a DECK not a building
right because decks are not buildings, they are just connected to buildings
so there is this house that has this 3 stories high fire pole in their backyard
because why not
and well instead of taking the stairs
cool people take the fire pole
and I was like yay
but
friction on my hands made it really hard to actually SLIDE down the firepole
so I was like this is not going to work
so I was like I'll just let go a little
well I lied, because I let go A LOT
but I survived
also I walked on top of a domed building at 2 am
but don't worry
because the dome was built so that the slope on the outer part was steeper than the inside part of the circle
and I didn't really walk, I sort of butt-climbed
Because butt climbing = less chance of falling off
well yeah so
tl;dr fear of heights got nothing on me
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