Beside the Car - A Poem

Quick—

Hide!

They caught us

kissing beside the car.

Your lips taste like heaven,

like pink champagne and strawberry cake—

sweet and fizzy and dangerous.

Your face red with infatuation,

Wearing sweatpants and snug boots in this freezing wind.

My back is pressed against the metal,

heart knocking so loud.

Stop smiling,

you’re making it worse.

But we have to stop,

escape this awkward spotlight.

You slip behind the passenger side,

and I duck toward the driver’s door.

I dart to it,

nearly tripping over the curb,

trying to look casual

like I’ve never kissed anyone.

HONK! HONK! 

Hey, who’s she?

Who?

That.

Oh, just a friend.

You sure?

Yeah, a friendly friend.

Uh-huh.

What brings you?

Going home, obviously.

Okay, bye. 

They roll away.

Silence. 

We stay frozen.

One.

And two.
Then your head pops over the side,

hair falling into your eyes,

Grinning.

Coast clear, sweety.

You can stop hiding

and get back over here.

I want every part of my skin to touch every part of your skin.

Please, honey, throw your sleeved arms around my neck. 

I wasn’t done kissing you!

If another car comes,

Let them look.

(This is a work of fiction, obviously)

Current Status

 Man, I feel this biting nausea right now...

Calculus I + Writing

My hands held the metal of the door, but my eyes looked straight ahead to the indigo sky without stars. The light pollution wreathed the sky, making it impossible for the stars to shine their way through. 

Nevertheless, it was a beautiful campus. The paths were illuminated by the intermittent glow of the street light, surrounded by flourishing grass kissed with the sweet, brisk air of early Spring. I imagined myself sitting on the outskirts of campus indulging in a read before class. Better yet, I thought of a lonely walk around the baseball fields with a hand in my pocket, hearing the crunching of the granular dirt in the infield. A twinge of jealousy and longing spread throughout my mind. How I wished I could've had even a sliver of this environment. Something inside me knew it would have made me less cynical of the entire experience. I brushed it off when I remembered how little time I had left...

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 EXPLAIN WHY THE MVT WOULD NOT HOLD FOR THE FUNCTION f(x) = x^2/3 ON THE INTERVAL (-1,1) 

Worth it.

It's the weekend, but I cannot seem to rid the image of my friend reading The Grapes of Wrath during AP Chemistry. The book is underneath the desk attempting to stay hidden while he straight up doesn't pay attention. 

Money in the Money Exchanger

 Wait, wait wait! STOP the car! I forgot to put the money... in the money exchanger! 

Bye 2025

I was sitting, reflecting on the past year. It wasn't perfect by any means (for personal reasons), but I think it was a year that I was CONSCIOUSLY living for a large majority of it. I was documenting a lot of it on this blog and in other places, which really makes the entire experience of last year tangible and reflect-able. I'm proud of myself for actually doing that, because nothing is worse than trying to remember a time where you know you had fun and enjoyed living, but don't remember the exact details of. I wanted to reflect on a few highlights of the year that I can remember and that I wrote down to have a proper goodbye.

1) I got a 5 on AP Bio, Lang, and US History, officially making my Junior academic year a success in my eyes. 

2) I did considerably well in both the 2025 Track and Field season and 2025 Cross Country season, while having an extremely good time doing both. I especially think this is true for Track and Field for some reason.

3) I got extremely close to finishing New! SMW2, which is a huge win in my eyes.

4) I basically had one of the most eventful and enjoyable summers of my life. And it wasn't even my senior year summer. Which doesn't portend ANY good for 2026 summer. Winter still remains my least favorite season. 

5) March was an especially enjoyable month for me. Track and Field was in full swing and during the month it was the most consistently I've ever wrote in this blog. The rainy cold weather was interesting and fun to experience in Spring. March was also a month of experimenting heavily with Linux.

6) I had a lot of long phone calls with Dominic.

7) In February I went camping and went on an unforgettable hike.

8) That Redondo HS Track Meet was absolutely unforgettable.

There's plenty more small things I can mention, but these are especially important to me. Although I'm sad that I'm getting older and about to leave my childhood completely behind, I'm also glad that I made the most of one of the last years of it. 

Goodbye 2025.

A Great Poem

I had to read the poem "The Flea" by John Donne (published in 1633) for AP Lit, and these are the annotations I made with it when I read it alone + when we went over it in class. It's a witty and complex poem about.... sex. Of course.

(Ignore the other poem. I didn't really look into that one as much.)

It was one of my favorite poems we read, honestly. It's fascinating how creative this poet was about asking for sex.