This is a true story about how I got an OWI, the events leading up to it, and the repurcussions.

A poem reflecting on the past thirteen years of a graduating senior’s life. Originally written for my school’s baccalaureate.

Senior year, its finally here.

A recollection about my last first day of school as a high school senior.

This was my speech for graduation. I was the senior class chaplain.

Just a little “skribblet” I wrote about a little fling I had with a boy I lusted after all of high school at the end of my senior year. I was 17.

This was written for my best friend who went out of state for college. Both he and I felt the same way about the life change from high school to college. Once he had finished moving into his apartment, he was feeling alone and wanted to come back. So in a sense, this is what I told him over the phone.