Alcohol

Surviving College

When I think back to my freshman year at university, it's surprising that not one of my floormates dropped out of school. For most of us it was our first time living away from home for an extended period of time. Add to our newfound "freedom" (in the sense of lack of restraints) an ample supply of alcohol and sexual liberation and you have a recipe...

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Finding a Place to Belong
Finding a Place to Belong

By the time I had reached my late teens I had lived in three different countries under the roofs of three separate relatives. I was born in Honduras and was raised there by my grandmother. Then, at the age of seven I moved to America to live with my mother in Los Angeles. At 15 I moved yet again, to live in Canada. Having such a disjointed childhood...

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