Welcome to the Twenty-Something Year Old Journalist; formerly known as the Middle School Journalist.

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  • Rock-a-Bye Baby

    Children. Those beautiful gifts from God. We were all once children. I was once a child, you were once a child, we were both once a barely functioning baby, once an egg and a sperm that loved each other very much.  Children’s pure innocence towards life and their perspective towards the world serve as pillars for happiness and harmony within society. Children are these innocent creatures that depend on us for guidance, and safety, and love, and nourishment. To many, children are the greatest gift of all and provide a sense of purpose. To me, it’s a hard pass.  I’ve…

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  • Dig In

    I love mac and cheese. I love dry turkey sandwiches. I love cornbread. I love chocolate chip cookies. I love mashed potatoes. I love all forms of potatoes. I love a lot of food.  I also love Thanksgiving. I love fall. I love the winter. (In California) I love the overcast and gloomy weather. I love seeing family. I love the decorations and the nonconformist menorahs.  This is my most favorite time of year. The holiday spirit and the complete abandonment of anything that remotely resembles a diet fills me with joy and is something I look forward to the…

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  • Love Thy Neighbor

    If there’s anything I’ve learned in the past few weeks, it’s that there’s a hell of a lot of Timothée Chalamet lookalikes.  I mean, did people really gather in Washington Square Park purely for a chance to see a handful of scrawny white boys cosplay Timothée Chalamet? Probably. But, I have a suspicion that deep down, these people really just wanted to feel a part of something, a part of a community, a part of something bigger than themselves. (I will not comment on the fact that the actual Timothée Chalamet showed up— I am still seething with jealousy) Since…

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