A Life Worth Living

Interviews are crazy scary. People say they get easier with time, and I wonder if that is because we accrue more skills, or better ways to m...

Laying up at night, having tempted an absent sleep with comfortable pajamas and a warm bed for the past two hours, I cant help but feel guil...

My back hurts. I look like a creature when I sit in class, in the waiting room, on the ground, wherever. How does one have good posture and ...

I'm not surprised I haven't written a blog in awhile. The only place I have internet access on my laptop is on the big couch in the ...

I've realized that I embrace the old me. What were once embarrassing characteristics are now something I shrug and smile about. like,...

As I transition out of college and into limbo (the time span after graduation and before occupation--or further schooling), I find myself fa...

Scanning through my computer's files is a jump start to my memory. I have written things that I vaguely remember. I just sat and spilled...