When I tell someone what I want to be when I grow up, I usually get a sympathetic stare and then one of those fake sounding “oh, really? That’s great.” kind of replies that I know they don’t mean.
Telling people you plan on writing for TV doesn’t always go over well when everyone around you is a STEM major. People think it’s a pipe-dream and that I’ll end up living on someone’s couch eating all their food. But here’s the thing: I don’t care what they think. Continue reading “On changing your mind”
The other day, I was sitting by the pool reading Eat, Pray, Love for the second time. The first time I read it was shortly after it came out, I was in middle school, and I hated it. But now, reading it at 19, I can see myself in some of the stories Liz tells, I could see myself in some of the situations she found herself in… hopefully not all of those situations, but I’d be okay with the Italian getaway parts. Continue reading “You’ve Got a Friend”
Since I’ve been home for over a week now, I figured I should probably get this post up. Whoops. My bad. Although, seeing as I’m still waking up before the sun decides to shine, I think I’m entitled to be a little sluggish on the whole blogging about Berlin situation. Continue reading “It’s Berlin, Baby”
I don’t usually do these kinds of things, make lists to follow. I’m more of a go with the flow type of person, but I feel like this is a very go with the flow list. Nothing has a deadline (well, I guess sometime in September…) nothing has to be turned in for a grade. It’s not for you. It’s not because someone told me to do this. It’s for me. Because I want to do this. Maybe you’ll join me. Continue reading “The bucket-list for creative living”