July 2011
3 posts
FYI
I’m a pusher; I push people away.
When someone gets too close for my own comfort, slipping through nearly half of what I’d like to believe is rightfully mine, I shut the person out the door. Tight and out of sight. Having to deal with emotions and trying to predict what could be the right move or answer in a given situation are only two of the many things I mindfully steer clear of.
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Happy One Year To Me
Sometime in high school I realized, with more precision and faith than a 16-year-old can handle, that I wanted to be a lifestyle journalist. I was fixated on the idea of working with a team that creatively makes concepts come alive in paper, with brilliance and oddity often unrecognized by the very same market that patronizes them.
But to see my name on the pages of a well-known glossy was not...
Lists
I have made a hobby out of listing down the craziest, silliest things I want to do before I turn 30. I started this when I was 17, and I have decided to give myself so much leeway (hello, 13 years?!?) to avoid too much pressure. Maybe I’m afraid I won’t get to cross each and every item by then. Maybe I’m underestimating myself. Maybe’s, maybe’s.
Stuff like “get...
