I wouldn't necessarily say I'm a super private person, but there are some things I'd rather keep to myself. If someone asks me something private about myself, I will share what I feel I need to share, but there's just some laundry I'll never hang out to dry in public. However, with the way our world is at this moment in 2012, some things just need to be said, no matter how dirty the laundry is. I'll also do my best to be as brief as I can, but given that I'm an opinionated Virgo woman, being brief isn't what I normally do. So, if you're able to hang in thru this, I'll applaud you (seriously, I'll clap)!Given this political...
I don’t like body fluids. Mucus grosses me out. Blood makes me want to faint. I hate it when people burp. Makes me gag. And let’s not even talk about vomit. When I was a senior in college, I had no idea what I was going to do with my bachelor’s degree in biology. That major was just a stepping stone for me. I knew I didn’t want to become a doctor. I didn’t want that lifestyle. And despite being an officer in the pre-dental club, I didn’t want to be a dentist either. What else can you do with a biology degree? I sure as hell didn’t want to get a masters or a Ph.D. just to teach the...
Growing up in Africa is a bit like getting hit by a car full of clowns, Its confusing but still funny. Putting this into perspective: My mother- 5 months preggers with me, my dad was a manager of a farm in Zimbabwe at the time, that did a bunch of things- one of which was breeding bulls. One beautiful African afternoon my parents went to go check on a new bull they traded with another farmer, s*#t well this bull apparently took one look at my dad and just lost his marbles. He charged towards the fence, broke through it and chased my parents down the road… my mother was holding her belly with me, running at full speed, and...
When I was a child, I loved my dolls. Sure, most girls love to play with dolls. But I think I enjoyed them more than most little girls. In fact, I played with dolls well into my tween years. While my friends were asking their parents for training bras and makeup, I was begging my mom for a new doll. No shame. Fast forward many years later, and I found myself marrying the first boy I ever kissed. I knew some day, when we were ready, we would start our own family. I saved my garter and my wedding veil to one day pass on to my future daughter. I even convinced my Abuelita to let me have her special...
The amount of times that I have attempted to put these particular sentiments down on the page would astound you. I went from being a prolific writer during puberty and college, to a semi-permanent sufferer of writer’s block. It’s real ladies and gents. Do you know how few people really and truly take a look in the mirror? I’d dare to say very few. When you look in the mirror what are the first things you notice? The superficial. The mundane. The things that don’t matter in the grand scheme. When you genuinely look in the mirror and into who you are, it can be quite jarring. The things you see are mixed with the skewed perception of yourself and...
