I couldn't blog because I didn't have stable wifi a single day that I was in Scotland. I can't blog because my head is throbbing with the power of a thousand suns. I miss blogging. I miss you all.
Category: Personal Essays
An Update
I'M NOT DEAD I PROMISE. And I am still 100% dedicated to this blog. Life has just been a little crazy lately, traveling and what not. I recently got back from a short cruise to Copenhagen. My friend won two free tickets, so we couldn't complain that it was 17 hours there, 5 hours on … Continue reading An Update
Forming an Opinion
How does one form opinions? Because apparently it is something I need to get better at. Recently I had to write some essays for my history classes, and some of the feedback I received was that, while my essay was good, I needed to have more of an opinion. The information should only be a … Continue reading Forming an Opinion
The First Page of My Story
So all this time I've said I'm writing a book - and I am. I've been plotting and sorting out who my characters are, and that's all really important. But I hadn't yet actually written anything that will be IN the book until less than twelve hours ago. Today started out like many other Wednesday … Continue reading The First Page of My Story
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
How many people have used that as a title for a post before? Surely more than I have years of life. Oh well, I never claimed to be creative. Some seemingly-not-so-big-but-big-to-me changes are officially underway! After my recent stint of hibernation I have come back stronger and more ambitious than ever, on a mission to … Continue reading Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
I Suppose Some Apologies Are in Order
So I essentially fell off the face of the earth for two weeks. Sorry about that. It wasn't only here, if that makes you feel any better. I didn't leave my room for an entire week, and the week before I only did for two classes and grocery shopping once. It was kind of frightening, … Continue reading I Suppose Some Apologies Are in Order
How Being an Avid Fiction Reader Can Make You Feel Dumb
Before I knew it it was four in the morning and I had to be up in six hours and I simply didn't care. I momentarily thought about going back to that academic reading since I was now so awake, but I knew it wouldn't work. I knew that my energy was really adrenaline from the plot, and that no matter how much I live and love to learn, working-class politics of Victorian London was not going to inspire the same kind of focus and alertness in me as Dashner's plot twists. And to be honest, I felt a little dumb for it.
It’s Just Been One of Those Weeks
Little victories matter. Feelings matter. So please, if you're feeling down, know that it's okay. Tomorrow is a new day. As they say, Rome wasn't built in a day, and neither will your success be dependent on one day you may spend in bed because you just really don't want to see the sun and the people enjoying it
Be Democracy
Does having democracy so available to us make us more involved, or more apathetic?
Of Morning Classes and Motivation
I'm not always a doer, but I am a planner, so I have all these plans now, and I'd love it if you could help hold me accountable for seeing them through. I'm posting them here, so even if no one reads this post, it's out in the world that these are the things I am setting my mind to do.
dream.think.work. 