{"id":21625,"date":"2025-05-01T12:21:50","date_gmt":"2025-05-01T17:21:50","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/?p=21625"},"modified":"2025-05-01T12:21:50","modified_gmt":"2025-05-01T17:21:50","slug":"youre-the-one-crying-not-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2025\/05\/01\/youre-the-one-crying-not-me\/","title":{"rendered":"You&#8217;re the one crying! Not me :("},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Of course, I knew my very last blog for MSA was going to be about moments that are based on reflecting about time or about the journeys we take.\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Not creepy or chaotic like my first blog.\u00a0 That itself seems like a lifetime ago.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Let\u2019s talk lovelies.\u00a0 Or just read, it\u2019s what brings us together best.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">These past two school years have been the best story for me yet. Coming into MSA, I was ready to not get close to others out of habit of not fitting in.\u00a0 I was worried that I would lose my passion thinking I would be amongst those who would make me feel as if my craft isn\u2019t up to par, coming from an old environment when writing was considered inferior to things like sports and homecoming court.\u00a0 I\u2019m so happy by the fact that those nightmares didn\u2019t occur.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When I stepped into the Literary classroom, I found that I was surrounded by passionate individuals who had a voice and a strive just like me. And they weren\u2019t here to step on me, but<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> instead to lift me up so that I could stay and be taught by their own experiences.\u00a0 I love being surrounded by other artists and their individual styles a lot.\u00a0 Like A LOT.\u00a0 Shout out to my senior class, their diverse voices are amazingly clever and bold, and every day since Junior year, I knew I struck gold with them as my classmates.\u00a0 Amelia, Carter, Chanel, Cooper, Crislyn, and Sone&#8217;t; thank you with my full being for adding to the indents that carve me into a better artist.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u00a0Thank you too Dr. A!\u00a0 Being under your instruction has helped me find a path to my voice.\u00a0 Now I\u2019m ready to take a path with more creative freedom.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Throughout my time here at MSA I have grown quite a bit from the old person I was being just to survive.\u00a0 I\u2019ve learned what type of people I truly like surrounding myself around and I\u2019ve learned that those people are usually the ones that I feel comfortable getting silent around.\u00a0 I\u2019ve learned to separate anger from stress and sleepiness from burn-out.\u00a0 MSA has also taught me that it\u2019s okay to want to be in solitude sometimes.\u00a0 Being alone doesn\u2019t mean you\u2019re lonely.\u00a0 Being alone has given me time to adapt to learning new things by myself because people I know aren\u2019t always going to be around the corner when I turn.\u00a0 That\u2019s very much important to me because I come from a place where everyone sees everyone and everyone knows everything about you.\u00a0 That doesn\u2019t give someone a chance to discover themselves when people know every move you make and each choice you decide.\u00a0 Getting a chance to decide for myself has been the biggest fresh breath of air.\u00a0 Writing was my main escape from people, but now it\u2019s no longer just an escape but a haven that I spend time in so I can spend a moment out of reality before I run back to it.\u00a0 It\u2019s great when I don\u2019t mind reality.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">This whole experience has been worth it, and I can dive into all my gratefulness for my time here and all the people that are some people to know, but I\u2019ll be here all day.\u00a0 So instead, I\u2019m going to go back to my roots with the movies.\u00a0 This time, I\u2019m dropping movies that sum up how I feel about this journey we\u2019ve been through.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<h4><strong>MADAGASCAR 3: EUROPE\u2019S MOST WANTED\u00a0<\/strong><\/h4>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-21626\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/madagascar-three-300x169.webp\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"169\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/madagascar-three-300x169.webp 300w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/madagascar-three-1024x576.webp 1024w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/madagascar-three-768x432.webp 768w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/madagascar-three-1536x864.webp 1536w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/madagascar-three-1200x675.webp 1200w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/madagascar-three.webp 1920w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 85vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Madagascar was basically a movie about these animals and their self-discovery journey, right?\u00a0 Well, they all learned something new about themselves every movie. Marty proved he was unique and not like the other zebras, he discovered individuality.\u00a0 Melman learned confidence and courage.\u00a0 Gloria learned self-acceptance and true love.\u00a0 Then Alex not only learned loyalty, but he found his family.\u00a0 Throughout my school life I\u2019ve found different members of my family, and like any family some became estranged, and some taught awful lessons that I needed to learn eventually.\u00a0 But here at MSA, this family taught me acceptance.\u00a0 I first watched this movie in the Malco theater when I was in first grade with my aunt and my cousins.\u00a0 We went to McDonalds after, and I even remember the drive, the fireworks shop we looked at was what I really remember seeing.\u00a0 Sadly, my aunt passed not soon after from cancer.\u00a0 It hurt because that was one of the lessons about life that I learned early.\u00a0 Life\u2019s journey isn\u2019t always grand, but it\u2019s the small moments that you cherish with people you love that are the most important. Like in Madagascar they went on all the wildest trips with each other, but they didn\u2019t take any moment for granted.\u00a0 They also stuck together until the end. Class, y\u2019all gave me a lot of those moments.\u00a0 Honestly.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<h4><b>SING<\/b><\/h4>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-21627\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/grand-opening-300x160.webp\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"160\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/grand-opening-300x160.webp 300w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/grand-opening-1024x546.webp 1024w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/grand-opening-768x410.webp 768w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/grand-opening-1536x820.webp 1536w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/grand-opening-1200x640.webp 1200w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/grand-opening.webp 1677w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 85vw, 300px\" \/> <img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-21628\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/grand-reopneing-300x169.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"169\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/grand-reopneing-300x169.jpg 300w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/grand-reopneing-1024x576.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/grand-reopneing-768x432.jpg 768w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/grand-reopneing-1536x864.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/grand-reopneing-1200x675.jpg 1200w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/grand-reopneing.jpg 1920w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 85vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Y\u2019all know that part in the movie when Meena is trying to get Moon to stop having a pity party and he tells her \u201cYou and me, we\u2019re both afraid for good reason.\u00a0 Cause deep down, we know\u2026 We just don\u2019t have what it takes.\u201d\u00a0 Yeah, y\u2019all know the part.\u00a0 Welp I\u2019m pretty sure we all had that feeling at some point during our 13 years of school.\u00a0 But listen, the moment I love the most in this movie was at the end.\u00a0 When they are all lined behind that ribbon, and they clip the ribbon revealing a new beginning.\u00a0 One that they worked so hard for despite the doubt.\u00a0 We\u2019re living in that moment right now.\u00a0 After all these times we\u2019ve wanted to give up, we didn\u2019t, and now we will finally be able to cut that ribbon.\u00a0 And just like for Moon and his father, all the self-doubt and pity parties you recovered from will be worth it.\u00a0 Just close your eyes and listen to the applause.\u00a0 You deserve it, after climbing up from rock bottom to see the moon.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<h4><b>TOY STORY 3\u00a0<\/b><\/h4>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-21629\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/sad-toys-300x150.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"150\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/sad-toys-300x150.jpg 300w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/sad-toys-1024x512.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/sad-toys-768x384.jpg 768w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/sad-toys.jpg 1200w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 85vw, 300px\" \/>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-21630\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/woody-saying-bye-300x188.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"188\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/woody-saying-bye-300x188.png 300w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/woody-saying-bye-1024x640.png 1024w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/woody-saying-bye-768x480.png 768w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/woody-saying-bye-1200x750.png 1200w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/04\/woody-saying-bye.png 1280w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 85vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I got sick of watching this movie every day in fifth grade during state-testing.\u00a0 Now, my heart is breaking remembering what this movie did to me.\u00a0 It made me think that this moment would be so far away.\u00a0 But now it\u2019s 23 days away starting today.\u00a0 Wow, okay, tearing up a little.\u00a0 But this is the biggest feeling that I feel right now.\u00a0 The feeling of letting go of old memories from your childhood so you can make new ones for your future into adulthood.\u00a0 Right now, we\u2019re all Andy\u2019s.\u00a0 And just like how he left his toys staring behind him, try not to get sad as you walk away from all the random friends you met at the water park,\u00a0 all the teachers who gave you headaches, all the bus rides when you really wanted to laugh at those kids who\u00a0 weren\u2019t supposed be funny, and the bits of missed school days when your heart swelled at snow days, and it&#8217;s okay to get in the car like Andy.\u00a0 All of those you may leave behind will understand.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">But yeah, again I just want to say thank you all and I hope to see you reign in your success in the future.\u00a0 And like what Buzz said to Woody on his way to his next chapter,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cTo infinity, and beyond.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<h3>\u00a0<\/h3>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Of course, I knew my very last blog for MSA was going to be about moments that are based on reflecting about time or about the journeys we take.\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Not creepy or chaotic like my first blog.\u00a0 That itself seems like a lifetime ago.\u00a0\u00a0 Let\u2019s talk lovelies.\u00a0 Or &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2025\/05\/01\/youre-the-one-crying-not-me\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;You&#8217;re the one crying! 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