Hello friends! Long time, no talk, considering I’m supposed to be writing every day. I am really sorry about that, by the way…but hey, at least my friends on Facebook were getting a little break from me. I promise I will eventually get back into the swing of things. You just have to give me time. Continue reading “Updates and Changes”
Yesterday may not have not ended up being so special, but today was.
Today I passed my road test. Continue reading “The Golden Ticket”
I love New York; I love being a New Yorker, a Long Islander, a south shore girl. No matter how much others complain about how expensive or cold it gets here, nobody will ever be able to convince me to think of my home state as anything but my favorite place to be. Continue reading “New York State Of Mind”
So I’ve come into this year with a new(ish) outlook. My resolution was to be more positive, and everyone knows that things are easier said than done. That’s why resolutions are a thing, right? Continue reading “New Year, New Me (Maybe)”
I started writing at a really young age. I remember my teachers from elementary school submitting my assignments for contests that were held throughout the school year, and finding my work on the walls, in different halls. I always had a vivid imagination, consumed with the ideas of magic and grandeur, life always moving on and throwing you around. I started out as a little girl with a lot of things to think about and say, and paper just seemed to be the perfect place to do that. Continue reading “I’m A Writer, Part Two”
Have those who played it safe learn to from being rejected? Or do they do so that they never have to know what’s it’s like to feel rejected in the first place? As for me, it’s probably a mixture of both; I try to steer away from even the possibility of feeling rejection as much as possible. Continue reading “A 20-Something Reject”
Holding eye contact with someone can be scary—especially when you’re shy. I’ve had a problem with looking people in the eyes for a long time, but I’ve been getting better at it. It’s hardly a problem for my anymore, because I’ve practiced by forcing myself to look people right in their corneas. Continue reading “Eye Contact”