AdmiralPar's profile

There are two kinds of girls who attend Tulane University. No more, no less. Extremes, of course. Variations, no doubt. But there are only two. There is the girl who grew in luxury, being taught since old enough to hold a prada bag that the entire world owed her and no one was more important. She comes to Tulane with her entire education paid for, no consequence if she neglects her studies. She’ll go to class, and she’ll pass a few tests. But her only reason for existing is Wednesday through ...

It’s sliding. No, not the right word – barreling, Barreling down Broadway under the harsh moonlight, Speeding towards change with intensity That transforms imagination into dread. You don’t want to be alone here at night. Not with the jarring alarms and the heat And the buzz of the unknown, of formless nouns Wanting blood and change to take the bus, Of hopelessness. And yet there are soothing voices, Smooth talkers – we’re coming back, we’re better than ever The Beast barreling down Broadway ...

Let me tell you what I believe. I don’t believe in most things. You can call it pessimism, but I think of it as keeping a healthy glass of reality by my bedside table at night. I don’t believe in miracles, I don’t believe in ghosts. I don’t believe in friends always being there for you if it conflicts with their own agenda. I don’t believe in deus ex machina; you get wherever you end up by your own wits and no one else’s. The idea of a higher power has occurred to me many times, but it always...