Born a Crime

and muffins. If you paid me extra you could even tell me where you’d be and I’d deliver it to you. I’d found my niche. Since I b ...

welcome at the party. He’s not a part of the circle, but he’s invited into the circle temporarily because of what he can offer. ...

a few jokes. I’d perform for them. I’d catch a bit of their conversation, learn more about their group, and then leave. I never ...

I don’t regret anything I’ve ever done in life, any choice that I’ve made. But I’m consumed with regret for the things I didn’t ...

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A YOUNG MAN’S LONG, AWKWARD, OCCASIONALLY TRAGIC, AND FREQUENTLY HUMILIATING EDUCATION IN AFFAIRS OF THE HEART, PART II: THE CRU ...

In high school, the attention of girls was not an affliction I suffered from. I wasn’t the hot guy in class. I wasn’t even the c ...

neck and ravaged me everywhere. Being poor didn’t help. Not only could I not afford a decent haircut, leaving me with a huge, un ...

was stuck being a clown. The only thing I had going for me was the fact that I was tall, but even there I was gangly and awkward ...

knew my place. I didn’t ask girls out. I didn’t have a girlfriend. I didn’t even try. For me to try to get a girl would have ups ...

guys had staked their claim. They would say, “I like Zuleika,” and you knew that meant if you tried anything with Zuleika there’ ...

we were in primary school at H. A. Jack together. Then she left and went to another school. Then finally we were at Sandringham ...

always together. They were one grade below me, but in terms of popularity they were three grades above me. Still I got to hang o ...

how do you think I can get Daniel to ask me out?” I always had a clear idea of where I stood. Outwardly, I had carefully cultiva ...

map out a strategy. I decided I’d be best friends with Zaheera and stay friends with her long enough to ask her to the matric da ...

you. You’re the guy I was supposed to be with all along.” That was my plan. It was foolproof. I hung out with Zaheera every chan ...

about everything. One day, I don’t know how, but I plucked up the courage to ask Zaheera for her phone number, which was a big d ...

phone number???!!! This is insane!!! What do I do??!! I was so nervous. I’ll never forget her telling me the digits one by one a ...

mom called her, and she came to the phone and we talked. For like an hour. After that we started talking more, at school, on the ...