It's hard to take a compliment without breaking down. Hi. It's me. It's been awhile since I last wrote something here. On the positive side, this served as my somewhat temporary portfolio while applying for writing gigs. Sometimes, it works. Sometimes, it doesn't. Anyway, last year I was diagnosed with Bipolar II Mood Disorder, something… Continue reading 8 Things I Learned About Having Bipolar II
My good friend recently won a creative writing medal in school for writing this short yet insightful piece. And as she beams in pride, I wave my banner of friendship and support through profuse cheering and posting her wonderful work in this blog post. A lot has happened in this country. A man who believes… Continue reading my good friend’s essay
I know not many of you will agree with me, but I am strongly against the burying of a dictator in a place reserved for those who have served the country well. But I'm sitting here in front a desktop monitor typing my thoughts. I'm not outside. I'm not screaming at the top of my lungs and holding a placard that expresses my disgust toward this secretive funeral in one witty phrase. But I wish to be. Why can't I do it?
Aside from some statistics and vital information, we needed artwork to have that cafe- vibe. But how would a booth about pigs and chicken be visually appealing?