Rectal sleeve? Check. Mentally I was prepared, but when I went in I was faced with a different reality. It was green, filled with lots of wet grass and smelled a bit like trapped gas. The liquids inside the cow rose with each breath she took and the higher they rose, the more I backed out. Even though the cow was breathing, the dream to be a veterinarian in me that day died, along with my nose hairs. In a way, it was me taking a hand out, literally, of a life that was never meant to serve me. I soon realized I was never meant to live comfortably. Inside those four walls of the cow was guaranteed comfort and financial stability. Beyond those comfortable walls was a distant dream of mine: film. While in middle school and early high school, I fell in love with films such as Moonlight and Waves. Those films portrayed stories of black youth in an unapologetic manner. I found the paths of self discovery and coming of age that those characters went through relatable and inspiring. A fire was ignited in me during that period and their stories stuck with me in a way I will never forget. I knew from there on out I wanted to share stories that made a similarly powerful impact on young adults such as me. Unfortunately, as I got older and realized the reality of the cost of living, I dumped water all over that spark because I thought it was unrealistic. One day while thrifting at Goodwill, my dad picked up a sign that said, “Someday I will change the world.” I never understood it at first but this past summer, at Louisiana Girls State, God exposed to me my gift of connecting with people and worked through me in a way of sharing others stories. At this time, feeling lost and not knowing what to do I thought back to my distant dream of film and bridged the gap between us. After experimenting for a while with the world of film, attending different seminars, workshops and classes, I felt enlightened and fulfilled. I knew I found my true purpose. So after this cow incident, I ripped off that sleeve, washed my hands around ten times and decided to change my major to focus on film production. This change in career will allow me to successfully pursue higher education and to truly understand the experiences of young black adults and what causes them to evolve the way they do. Switching to this dream requires me to let go of the fear of failure and that is honestly terrifying. But I know God is breathing a new dream in me and it’s time for me to fulfill that. This change will be an opportunity for me to test the waters of the future that God has pre-destined for me since the beginning. And not only that but it will give me the opportunity to change the world, one story at a time.

Rectal sleeve? Check. Mentally I was prepared, but when I went in I was faced with a different reality. It was green, filled with lots of wet grass and smelled a bit like trapped gas. The liquids inside the cow rose with each breath she took and the higher they rose, the more I backed out. Even though the cow was breathing, the dream to be a veterinarian in me that day died, along with my nose hairs. In a way, it was me taking a hand out, literally, of a life that was never meant to serve me. I soon realized I was never meant to live comfortably. Inside those four walls of the cow was guaranteed comfort and financial stability. Beyond those comfortable walls was a distant dream of mine: film. While in middle school and early high school, I fell in love with films such as Moonlight and Waves. Those films portrayed stories of black youth in an unapologetic manner. I found the paths of self discovery and coming of age that those characters went through relatable and inspiring. A fire was ignited in me during that period and their stories stuck with me in a way I will never forget. I knew from there on out I wanted to share stories that made a similarly powerful impact on young adults such as me. Unfortunately, as I got older and realized the reality of the cost of living, I dumped water all over that spark because I thought it was unrealistic. One day while thrifting at Goodwill, my dad picked up a sign that said, “Someday I will change the world.” I never understood it at first but this past summer, at Louisiana Girls State, God exposed to me my gift of connecting with people and worked through me in a way of sharing others stories. At this time, feeling lost and not knowing what to do I thought back to my distant dream of film and bridged the gap between us. After experimenting for a while with the world of film, attending different seminars, workshops and classes, I felt enlightened and fulfilled. I knew I found my true purpose. So after this cow incident, I ripped off that sleeve, washed my hands around ten times and decided to change my major to focus on film production. This change in career will allow me to successfully pursue higher education and to truly understand the experiences of young black adults and what causes them to evolve the way they do. Switching to this dream requires me to let go of the fear of failure and that is honestly terrifying. But I know God is breathing a new dream in me and it’s time for me to fulfill that. This change will be an opportunity for me to test the waters of the future that God has pre-destined for me since the beginning. And not only that but it will give me the opportunity to change the world, one story at a time.

Rectal sleeve? Check. Mentally I was prepared, but when I went in I was faced with a different reality. It was green, filled with lots of wet grass and smelled a bit like trapped gas. The liquids inside the cow rose with each breath she took and the higher they rose, the more I backed out. Even though the cow was breathing, the dream to be a veterinarian in me that day died, along with my nose hairs. In a way, it was me taking a hand out, literally, of a life that was never meant to serve me. I soon realized I was never meant to live comfortably. Inside those four walls of the cow was guaranteed comfort and financial stability. Beyond those comfortable walls was a distant dream of mine: film. While in middle school and early high school, I fell in love with films such as Moonlight and Waves. Those films portrayed stories of black youth in an unapologetic manner. I found the paths of self discovery and coming of age that those characters went through relatable and inspiring. A fire was ignited in me during that period and their stories stuck with me in a way I will never forget. I knew from there on out I wanted to share stories that made a similarly powerful impact on young adults such as me. Unfortunately, as I got older and realized the reality of the cost of living, I dumped water all over that spark because I thought it was unrealistic. One day while thrifting at Goodwill, my dad picked up a sign that said, “Someday I will change the world.” I never understood it at first but this past summer, at Louisiana Girls State, God exposed to me my gift of connecting with people and worked through me in a way of sharing others stories. At this time, feeling lost and not knowing what to do I thought back to my distant dream of film and bridged the gap between us. After experimenting for a while with the world of film, attending different seminars, workshops and classes, I felt enlightened and fulfilled. I knew I found my true purpose. So after this cow incident, I ripped off that sleeve, washed my hands around ten times and decided to change my major to focus on film production. This change in career will allow me to successfully pursue higher education and to truly understand the experiences of young black adults and what causes them to evolve the way they do. Switching to this dream requires me to let go of the fear of failure and that is honestly terrifying. But I know God is breathing a new dream in me and it’s time for me to fulfill that. This change will be an opportunity for me to test the waters of the future that God has pre-destined for me since the beginning. And not only that but it will give me the opportunity to change the world, one story at a time. All glory to God.

Rectal sleeve? Check. Mentally I was prepared, but when I went in I was faced with a different reality. It was green, filled with lots of wet grass and smelled a bit like trapped gas. The liquids inside the cow rose with each breath she took and the higher they rose, the more I backed out. Even though the cow was breathing, the dream to be a veterinarian in me that day died, along with my nose hairs. In a way, it was me taking a hand out, literally, of a life that was never meant to serve me. I soon realized I was never meant to live comfortably. Inside those four walls of the cow was guaranteed comfort and financial stability. Beyond those comfortable walls was a distant dream of mine: film. While in middle school and early high school, I fell in love with films such as Moonlight and Waves. Those films portrayed stories of black youth in an unapologetic manner. I found the paths of self discovery and coming of age that those characters went through relatable and inspiring. A fire was ignited in me during that period and their stories stuck with me in a way I will never forget. I knew from there on out I wanted to share stories that made a similarly powerful impact on young adults such as me. Unfortunately, as I got older and realized the reality of the cost of living, I dumped water all over that spark because I thought it was unrealistic. One day while thrifting at Goodwill, my dad picked up a sign that said, “Someday I will change the world.” I never understood it at first but this past summer, at Louisiana Girls State, God exposed to me my gift of connecting with people and worked through me in a way of sharing others stories. At this time, feeling lost and not knowing what to do I thought back to my distant dream of film and bridged the gap between us. After experimenting for a while with the world of film, attending different seminars, workshops and classes, I felt enlightened and fulfilled. I knew I found my true purpose. So after this cow incident, I ripped off that sleeve, washed my hands around ten times and decided to change my major to focus on film production. This change in career will allow me to successfully pursue higher education and to truly understand the experiences of young black adults and what causes them to evolve the way they do. Switching to this dream requires me to let go of the fear of failure and that is honestly terrifying. But I know God is breathing a new dream in me and it’s time for me to fulfill that. This change will be an opportunity for me to test the waters of the future that God has pre-destined for me since the beginning. And not only that but it will give me the opportunity to change the world, one story at a time.

Rectal sleeve? Check. Mentally I was prepared, but when I went in I was faced with a different reality. It was green, filled with lots of wet grass and smelled a bit like trapped gas. The liquids inside the cow rose with each breath she took and the higher they rose, the more I backed out. Even though the cow was breathing, the dream to be a veterinarian in me that day died, along with my nose hairs. In a way, it was me taking a hand out, literally, of a life that was never meant to serve me. I soon realized I was never meant to live comfortably. Inside those four walls of the cow was guaranteed comfort and financial stability. Beyond those comfortable walls was a distant dream of mine: film. While in middle school and early high school, I fell in love with films such as Moonlight and Waves. Those films portrayed stories of black youth in an unapologetic manner. I found the paths of self discovery and coming of age that those characters went through relatable and inspiring. A fire was ignited in me during that period and their stories stuck with me in a way I will never forget. I knew from there on out I wanted to share stories that made a similarly powerful impact on young adults such as me. Unfortunately, as I got older and realized the reality of the cost of living, I dumped water all over that spark because I thought it was unrealistic. One day while thrifting at Goodwill, my dad picked up a sign that said, “Someday I will change the world.” I never understood it at first but this past summer, at Louisiana Girls State, God exposed to me my gift of connecting with people and worked through me in a way of sharing others stories. At this time, feeling lost and not knowing what to do I thought back to my distant dream of film and bridged the gap between us. After experimenting for a while with the world of film, attending different seminars, workshops and classes, I felt enlightened and fulfilled. I knew I found my true purpose. So after this cow incident, I ripped off that sleeve, washed my hands around ten times and decided to change my major to focus on film production. This change in career will allow me to successfully pursue higher education and to truly understand the experiences of young black adults and what causes them to evolve the way they do. Switching to this dream requires me to let go of the fear of failure and that is honestly terrifying. But I know God is breathing a new dream in me and it’s time for me to fulfill that. This change will be an opportunity for me to test the waters of the future that God has pre-destined for me since the beginning. And not only that but it will give me the opportunity to change the world, one story at a time.

Rectal sleeve? Check. Mentally I was prepared, but when I went in I was faced with a different reality. It was green, filled with lots of wet grass and smelled a bit like trapped gas. The liquids inside the cow rose with each breath she took and the higher they rose, the more I backed out. Even though the cow was breathing, the dream to be a veterinarian in me that day died, along with my nose hairs. In a way, it was me taking a hand out, literally, of a life that was never meant to serve me. I soon realized I was never meant to live comfortably. Inside those four walls of the cow was guaranteed comfort and financial stability. Beyond those comfortable walls was a distant dream of mine: film. While in middle school and early high school, I fell in love with films such as Moonlight and Waves. Those films portrayed stories of black youth in an unapologetic manner. I found the paths of self discovery and coming of age that those characters went through relatable and inspiring. A fire was ignited in me during that period and their stories stuck with me in a way I will never forget. I knew from there on out I wanted to share stories that made a similarly powerful impact on young adults such as me. Unfortunately, as I got older and realized the reality of the cost of living, I dumped water all over that spark because I thought it was unrealistic. One day while thrifting at Goodwill, my dad picked up a sign that said, “Someday I will change the world.” I never understood it at first but this past summer, at Louisiana Girls State, God exposed to me my gift of connecting with people and worked through me in a way of sharing others stories. At this time, feeling lost and not knowing what to do I thought back to my distant dream of film and bridged the gap between us. After experimenting for a while with the world of film, attending different seminars, workshops and classes, I felt enlightened and fulfilled. I knew I found my true purpose. So after this cow incident, I ripped off that sleeve, washed my hands around ten times and decided to change my major to focus on film production. This change in career will allow me to successfully pursue higher education and to truly understand the experiences of young black adults and what causes them to evolve the way they do. Switching to this dream requires me to let go of the fear of failure and that is honestly terrifying. But I know God is breathing a new dream in me and it’s time for me to fulfill that. This change will be an opportunity for me to test the waters of the future that God has pre-destined for me since the beginning. And not only that but it will give me the opportunity to change the world, one story at a time. All glory to God.

Rectal sleeve? Check. Mentally I was prepared, but when I went in I was faced with a different reality. It was green, filled with lots of wet grass and smelled a bit like trapped gas. The liquids inside the cow rose with each breath she took and the higher they rose, the more I backed out. Even though the cow was breathing, the dream to be a veterinarian in me that day died, along with my nose hairs. In a way, it was me taking a hand out, literally, of a life that was never meant to serve me. I soon realized I was never meant to live comfortably. Inside those four walls of the cow was guaranteed comfort and financial stability. Beyond those comfortable walls was a distant dream of mine: film. While in middle school and early high school, I fell in love with films such as Moonlight and Waves. Those films portrayed stories of black youth in an unapologetic manner. I found the paths of self discovery and coming of age that those characters went through relatable and inspiring. A fire was ignited in me during that period and their stories stuck with me in a way I will never forget. I knew from there on out I wanted to share stories that made a similarly powerful impact on young adults such as me. Unfortunately, as I got older and realized the reality of the cost of living, I dumped water all over that spark because I thought it was unrealistic. One day while thrifting at Goodwill, my dad picked up a sign that said, “Someday I will change the world.” I never understood it at first but this past summer, at Louisiana Girls State, God exposed to me my gift of connecting with people and worked through me in a way of sharing others stories. At this time, feeling lost and not knowing what to do I thought back to my distant dream of film and bridged the gap between us. After experimenting for a while with the world of film, attending different seminars, workshops and classes, I felt enlightened and fulfilled. I knew I found my true purpose. So after this cow incident, I ripped off that sleeve, washed my hands around ten times and decided to change my major to focus on film production. This change in career will allow me to successfully pursue higher education and to truly understand the experiences of young black adults and what causes them to evolve the way they do. Switching to this dream requires me to let go of the fear of failure and that is honestly terrifying. But I know God is breathing a new dream in me and it’s time for me to fulfill that. This change will be an opportunity for me to test the waters of the future that God has pre-destined for me since the beginning. And not only that but it will give me the opportunity to change the world, one story at a time. All glory to God.

Rectal sleeve? Check. Mentally I was prepared, but when I went in I was faced with a different reality. It was green, filled with lots of wet grass and smelled a bit like trapped gas. The liquids inside the cow rose with each breath she took and the higher they rose, the more I backed out. Even though the cow was breathing, the dream to be a veterinarian in me that day died, along with my nose hairs. In a way, it was me taking a hand out, literally, of a life that was never meant to serve me. I soon realized I was never meant to live comfortably. Inside those four walls of the cow was guaranteed comfort and financial stability. Beyond those comfortable walls was a distant dream of mine: film. While in middle school and early high school, I fell in love with films such as Moonlight and Waves. Those films portrayed stories of black youth in an unapologetic manner. I found the paths of self discovery and coming of age that those characters went through relatable and inspiring. A fire was ignited in me during that period and their stories stuck with me in a way I will never forget. I knew from there on out I wanted to share stories that made a similarly powerful impact on young adults such as me. Unfortunately, as I got older and realized the reality of the cost of living, I dumped water all over that spark because I thought it was unrealistic. One day while thrifting at Goodwill, my dad picked up a sign that said, “Someday I will change the world.” I never understood it at first but this past summer, at Louisiana Girls State, God exposed to me my gift of connecting with people and worked through me in a way of sharing others stories. At this time, feeling lost and not knowing what to do I thought back to my distant dream of film and bridged the gap between us. After experimenting for a while with the world of film, attending different seminars, workshops and classes, I felt enlightened and fulfilled. I knew I found my true purpose. So after this cow incident, I ripped off that sleeve, washed my hands around ten times and decided to change my major to focus on film production. This change in career will allow me to successfully pursue higher education and to truly understand the experiences of young black adults and what causes them to evolve the way they do. Switching to this dream requires me to let go of the fear of failure and that is honestly terrifying. But I know God is breathing a new dream in me and it’s time for me to fulfill that. This change will be an opportunity for me to test the waters of the future that God has pre-destined for me since the beginning. And not only that but it will give me the opportunity to change the world, one story at a time.

Rectal sleeve? Check. Mentally I was prepared, but when I went in I was faced with a different reality. It was green, filled with lots of wet grass and smelled a bit like trapped gas. The liquids inside the cow rose with each breath she took and the higher they rose, the more I backed out. Even though the cow was breathing, the dream to be a veterinarian in me that day died, along with my nose hairs. In a way, it was me taking a hand out, literally, of a life that was never meant to serve me. I soon realized I was never meant to live comfortably. Inside those four walls of the cow was guaranteed comfort and financial stability. Beyond those comfortable walls was a distant dream of mine: film. While in middle school and early high school, I fell in love with films such as Moonlight and Waves. Those films portrayed stories of young black youth in an unapologetic manner. I found the paths of self discovery and coming of age that those characters went through relatable and inspiring. A fire was enlightened in me during that period and their stories stuck with me in a way I will never forget. I knew from there on out I wanted to share stories that made a similarly powerful impact on young adults such as me. Unfortunately, as I got older and realized the reality of the cost of living, I dumped water all over that flame because I thought it was unrealistic. One day while thrifting at Goodwill, my dad picked up a sign that said, “Someday I will change the world.” I never understood it at first but this past summer, at Louisiana Girls State, God exposed to me my gift of connecting with people and worked through me in a way of sharing others stories. So, I knew what ever I decided to do needed to be linked to that new found knowledge. Spelman College has always been a dream of mine because everything about the sisterhood on campus, the resources and connections and overall experience seemed magical to live through. But when I found out Spelman’s motto was, “ A Choice to Change the World,” I knew I found my purpose. So after this cow incident, I ripped off that sleeve, washed my hands around ten times and decided to change my major to focus on film production. This change in career will allow me to truly capture and understand the experiences of young black adults and what causes them to evolve the way they do. Being able to capture those moments and share them with others will create a reach I believe no other place but Spelman can achieve. Switching to this dream that requires me to let go of the fear of failure and that is honestly terrifying. But I know God is breathing a new dream in me and it’s time for me to fulfill that. Attending Spelman will not only be a flex but it will be an opportunity for me to test the waters of the future that God has pre-destined for me since the beginning. And not only that but it will give me the opportunity to change the world, one story at a time. All Glory to God.

Rectal sleeve? Check. I thought I was prepared, but when I walked in, I was faced with a completely different reality. It was green, it smelled… concerning, and the liquids inside the cow rose with each breath she took. The higher it rose, the further I stepped back. And listen—I thought I was strong, but I draw the line at my nose hairs being personally victimized. That day, the cow survived, but my dream of becoming a veterinarian? Gone. Flatlined. But that moment didn’t leave me empty; it redirected me. I’ve always been drawn to helping people, just not necessarily through cow stomachs. Over time, I realized my voice, my creativity, and my ability to connect with others could make just as much of an impact in a different space. That’s what led me to film and storytelling. Through screenwriting and production, I’ve been able to explore real, complicated human experiences and give them a voice. My short film This is the Last Chance and my screenplay “22” both dive into difficult relationships and emotional struggles, because I want people to feel seen, not just entertained. Film became more than a hobby; it became a way to serve, to communicate, and to start conversations that matter. That same desire to impact people shows up in my leadership and service. As Co-President of Z Club, I helped lead an organization dedicated to supporting women and underprivileged children. Coordinating over 600 service hours wasn’t just about keeping track of numbers; it was about creating real change. Whether organizing large school events or raising money for families facing medical hardships, I learned how to turn compassion into action. Outside of school, my time with the Houston Food Bank strengthened that commitment. With over 130 service hours, I helped distribute food, organize supplies, and lead volunteer teams. There’s something grounding about knowing the work you’re doing directly supports someone’s basic needs. At the Humane Society, I cared for animals daily, which confirmed that I still love animals just from a respectful distance where no one’s insides are involved. My leadership experiences, from being elected Girls State Governor to working in theatre and student organizations, have all reinforced the same lesson: people matter. Whether I’m stage managing a production, producing school broadcasts, or helping create a safe space in the Gender & Sexuality Alliance, I’ve learned how to listen, lead, and uplift others. Through it all, I give credit where it’s due: God. Every opportunity, every challenge, even that unforgettable day with the cow, has shaped me into someone who is resilient, adaptable, and purpose-driven. I may not have become a veterinarian, and honestly, I think the cows would agree that’s for the best. But I found something that fits me even better. Through film, leadership, and service, I’ve discovered a purpose rooted in storytelling and connection. And thankfully, a path that doesn’t involve my nose hairs fighting for survival. All glory to God.

Rectal sleeve? Check. Mentally I was prepared, but when I went in I was faced with a different reality. It was green, filled with lots of wet grass and smelled a bit like trapped gas. The liquids inside the cow rose with each breath she took and the higher they rose, the more I backed out. Even though the cow was breathing, the dream to be a veterinarian in me that day died, along with my nose hairs. In a way, it was me taking a hand out, literally, of a life that was never meant to serve me. I soon realized I was never meant to live comfortably. Inside those four walls of the cow was guaranteed comfort and financial stability. Beyond those comfortable walls was a distant dream of mine: film. While in middle school and early high school, I fell in love with films such as Moonlight and Waves. Those films portrayed stories of black youth in an unapologetic manner. I found the paths of self discovery and coming of age that those characters went through relatable and inspiring. A fire was ignited in me during that period and their stories stuck with me in a way I will never forget. I knew from there on out I wanted to share stories that made a similarly powerful impact on young adults such as me. Unfortunately, as I got older and realized the reality of the cost of living, I dumped water all over that spark because I thought it was unrealistic. One day while thrifting at Goodwill, my dad picked up a sign that said, “Someday I will change the world.” I never understood it at first but this past summer, at Louisiana Girls State, God exposed to me my gift of connecting with people and worked through me in a way of sharing others stories. At this time, feeling lost and not knowing what to do I thought back to my distant dream of film and bridged the gap between us. After experimenting for a while with the world of film, attending different seminars, workshops and classes, I felt enlightened and fulfilled. I knew I found my true purpose. So after this cow incident, I ripped off that sleeve, washed my hands around ten times and decided to change my major to focus on film production. This change in career will allow me to truly capture and understand the experiences of young black adults and what causes them to evolve the way they do. Switching to this dream requires me to let go of the fear of failure and that is honestly terrifying. But I know God is breathing a new dream in me and it’s time for me to fulfill that. This change will be an opportunity for me to test the waters of the future that God has pre-destined for me since the beginning. And not only that but it will give me the opportunity to change the world, one story at a time. All glory to God.

Rectal sleeve? Check. Mentally I was prepared, but when I went in I was faced with a different reality. It was green, filled with lots of wet grass and smelled a bit like trapped gas. The liquids inside the cow rose with each breath she took and the higher they rose, the more I backed out. Even though the cow was breathing, the dream to be a veterinarian in me that day died, along with my nose hairs. In a way, it was me taking a hand out, literally, of a life that was never meant to serve me. I soon realized I was never meant to live comfortably. Inside those four walls of the cow was guaranteed comfort and financial stability. Beyond those comfortable walls was a distant dream of mine: film. While in middle school and early high school, I fell in love with films such as Moonlight and Waves. Those films portrayed stories of black youth in an unapologetic manner. I found the paths of self discovery and coming of age that those characters went through relatable and inspiring. A fire was ignited in me during that period and their stories stuck with me in a way I will never forget. I knew from there on out I wanted to share stories that made a similarly powerful impact on young adults such as me. Unfortunately, as I got older and realized the reality of the cost of living, I dumped water all over that spark because I thought it was unrealistic. One day while thrifting at Goodwill, my dad picked up a sign that said, “Someday I will change the world.” I never understood it at first but this past summer, at Louisiana Girls State, God exposed to me my gift of connecting with people and worked through me in a way of sharing others stories. At this time, feeling lost and not knowing what to do I thought back to my distant dream of film and bridged the gap between us. After experimenting for a while with the world of film, attending different seminars, workshops and classes, I felt enlightened and fulfilled. I knew I found my true purpose. So after this cow incident, I ripped off that sleeve, washed my hands around ten times and decided to change my major to focus on film production. This change in career will allow me to truly capture and understand the experiences of young black adults and what causes them to evolve the way they do. Switching to this dream requires me to let go of the fear of failure and that is honestly terrifying. But I know God is breathing a new dream in me and it’s time for me to fulfill that. This change will be an opportunity for me to test the waters of the future that God has pre-destined for me since the beginning. And not only that but it will give me the opportunity to change the world, one story at a time.