Growing up watching Disney, I secretly rooted for the villains. I never told anyone, ’cause I knew they’d all probably think I was fuuucked. Maybe I was/am. Like, I knew who I was “supposed” to cheer for, but all the good guys and girls were too predictable and bored me. I already knew they would… Read More Wish Them Well.
The kids I work with have been learning about the life cycle at school. They’ve been growing caterpillars in their classrooms and watching them grow. I’ve forgotten how fascinating it is to watch their metamorphosis happen. Right now however, the caterpillars are going through their cocoon phase and honestly? Same. For the last few weeks… Read More Awakening
I’m not someone who easily lets anything go. Maybe because I have the memory of an elephant. I remember too many details and feelings from moments that should otherwise be irrelevant, but add to how I relive them later on. I’ll remember long stretches of moments, full details and tangents of conversations, the exact song… Read More Surrender.
I ran into a guy I went on a date with once, and he found out I was a writer. “What’s your blog? Did you write about me? We should hang out again, maybe I can inspire you.” Uhh, we went on one date. There’s not much to write about. :p It’s funny though, I’d… Read More “Date a Girl Who Writes”
A clinical supervisor from one of my placements once jokingly described me as a Yes Girl. I wasn’t offended at all, because I agreed I one hundred percent was. Can I take on this client? Yes! How about four more really varied, complex clients? Yes! Can I translate for another person’s client, too? You bet.… Read More If it’s not a “HELL YES”, it’s a NO.
Lives for Mondays. 