Anyone who knows me knows that I love to talk. I can talk for hours about anything, to anyone. During recruitment, my sorority sisters would always volunteer me to do all the talking because “I could talk to a tree all day if I had to.” While browsing in the bookstore a few days ago, I ended up talking to a random police officer that I met for an hour and a half. This type of thing happens to me almost every time I go anywhere by myself. I simply have a lot to say. In fact, sometimes I have so much to say that my mouth can’t keep up with my brain and my words come out in a language that I’ve never heard before. Continue reading ““You’re Too Much””
As many of you know, I began my big girl job working with Connecticut lobbyists a few weeks ago. I begin every morning by sending out a report of what happened in the Senate and the House of Representatives on the previous day. To make sure I didn’t miss anything, I look over the “journals” put out by both chambers, outlining things like which bills were passed and who voted which way on each bill. The House always begins with a prayer, and because I’m normally in a rush while reading through the journal, it’s something I usually skip over. This morning, I had a few extra minutes, and found the time to read it.
I’m sure that everyone who reads this can remember at least one time in their life that someone has told them to pay attention to a task at hand. This person was probably a teacher or a parent reminding you to get off your phone, and this probably annoyed you, and you probably went right back to your social media within a few minutes. Well, you’re not alone – I’ve absolutely done this a million times. Until now. Continue reading “Be All There”
This post begins with a big fat womp. Throughout the past few weeks, a lot of things were happening in my life that I did not originally view as positive changes, and I had not been feeling motivated to reach any of the goals that I’d set for myself. I was questioning all of the decisions I had made about my education and career so far. I was even considering ending my paralegal studies program and dropping one of my majors, because I was stressing out about the thought of it consuming my life for the next few months. I called my parents to tell them that I was thinking about changing some things about my education, ready to support my decision with a million reasons why it was the right one. Before I even got the chance, their advice stopped me in my tracks. Continue reading “Don’t Be A Quitter”
A few months ago, I was staying at my grandmother’s house in North Carolina. She was looking to get rid of some books, and gave a ton to my mom and I to take home. One in particular caught my eye, and I picked it up right away. I ended up finishing The Street Lawyer by John Grisham in less than one day – having no idea that it would change my life. The story opened with the scene of a homeless man who broke into a large corporate law firm and held several attorneys hostage while he demanded justice, then eventually killed himself. Throughout the rest of the book, the reader was taken through the journey of a young attorney’s quest to figure out why that homeless man chose his specific law firm, and what motivated him to commit suicide. He ended up leaving his lavish lifestyle the firm provided him to become a ‘street lawyer,’ which is essentially an attorney who works without compensation for homeless people and panhandlers who have legal business they need taken care of. Continue reading “My Interview with a Homeless Man”
This is something my uncle used to tell all of his classes when he used to teach middle school math. When the students were introduced to a new concept, they would immediately tell him that they were not able to do it, whining I caaaan’t. He told them, “I can’t” is dead. As you may have guessed, I was definitely one of those annoying middle schoolers who complained and whined about math class, absolutely using the phrase I can’t every other minute. It’s no secret that I used to hate nothing more on this earth than mathematics, despite my uncle’s best efforts to get me to believe that it wasn’t so horrible – quizzing me on my multiplication tables every time he came to my house. I’ll never forget that seven times eight is fifty-six. However, thankfully, this post is not about math (sorry, Uncle Steven) but instead about positivity.
Hi, everyone! As some of you may know, I recently began to write for the online magazine website The Odyssey Online. A lot of people have been asking me how it works, so I thought I would post about it! Similar to Greek life chapters, the Odyssey is broken up by school and individually run there (for example, just as there is one Delta Gamma chapter at a given school that is independently run by that school’s students, there is one group of Odyssey writers per school). Each university has to submit twelve articles to the website per week, so until my school has enough contributors I’ll be writing two each week. The writers for this website are called ‘content creators,’ and they don’t get paid unless their article has the most shares for the week (for which they then will receive twenty dollars).
Until more content creators at my university come on board and I am able to publish only one article a week on the Odyssey, a lot of content that I post there will be similar to articles I have written on my own blog. However, there are some new things that I write for the Odyssey as well! This week, I wrote a new article about the importance of not comparing yourself to others entitled A Flower Doesn’t Compete With Other Flowers, It Just Blooms. I would love if you could all go check it out and share it for me! If you have any more questions about The Odyssey Online, I would be happy to answer them for you!
As always, thanks for reading! XO
As you definitely know by now, I am always telling someone to get a diary (and if you didn’t know that, read how the phrase originated here). I’m usually saying this in response to someone complaining, often as a joke. But what most people don’t know is that when I whip out my signature catchphrase, I’m actually being serious. I truly believe getting a diary is a good idea. Continue reading “Okay, So You Got Your Diary… Now What?”
As you probably know by now, I am all about choosing to have a good attitude. I believe that if I set my mind to it, I can turn my mood around and be positive. However, sometimes life gets in the way of that. For example, I’m trying to do a homework assignment right now, and I have the wrong textbook. I can’t buy the right textbook, because the website is glitching. See? Life is in my way. I’m frustrated, but I’m deciding not to let that bother me at the moment. Now, I can preach about this positive attitude all I want, but not everyone feels the same way. For those people, I am sorry, because living in a permanent state of ‘grumpy’ must be so tiring. Today, I’m going to tell you how to deal with those people while you’re at work. Continue reading “Kill Them With Kindness”
As most of you know by now, I love to talk about my nerd life. I’ve talked all about my majors (yes, I meant to put an ‘s’ there – I have three), my minor, and my paralegal certificate program in previous posts, so I won’t bore you with that today. If you have read those posts, then you know that in order to graduate on time, I have to take winter and summer term classes. Because a lot of people ask me about them, I’ve decided to answer all of their questions here! Continue reading “The Truth About Summer Classes”