On the Art of Awkwardness

The smell of sawdust and fresh paint lingered in the air. I sat with my quartet members in the dim light backstage, fidgeting uncomfortably in my chair, drenching the fingerboard of my violin in cold nervous sweat. The cellist was sitting on his hands to keep them warm, and the...

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Musings on a Southern Accent

People find me confusing. It’s not as though my handwriting is dreadful and you can barely follow my thoughts on paper. It’s not as though I ask random questions about physics in the middle of an economics lecture. It’s not as though I throw in an SAT vocabulary word in...

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Unorthodox Lessons on Teamwork

There was a time, four years ago, when I felt like I was becoming a total failure in what I loved to do. I struggled with my golf swing. It didn’t matter how much I practiced for how long on which days; my swing simply refused to repeat itself, and...

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The Sky's The Limit?

I reluctantly pulled on my shiny black rubber boots and tossed a thick North Face jacket around me as I stomped pessimistically out of the bedbug-infested dorm. A chilly blast of sea-scented wind greeted me, flinging my hair into my mouth. It was December 2010, and my entire seventh grade...

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