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Day 11: That Time I Worked at Abercrombie
For the final 30 days of my twenties, I am writing one personal narrative a day that has impacted my life until now. To read more about my challenge, feel free to check out the first post. Also, this 30 Day challenge is also to support a wonderful charity, Zara Aina. Please check out my fundraiser here and if…
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New Writing Projects!
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If the Whole World Took an Acting Class
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Call for Advice: To WP.org or Not to WP.org?
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Backwards Budgeting: For National Blog Posting Month!
In honor of NaBloPoMo (or National Blog Post Post Month) I took on Blogher’s challenge to write about something I feel I am an “expert” in. To say I am an expert at budgeting is VERY far from the truth, but when it comes to somehow keeping our heads above water while freelancing, I have some experience. So…
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MaybeThereWillBeCupcakes.com Lives!!!
It’s official! After nearly 5 years, I have purchased perhaps one of the longest URL’s in history: Maybetherewillbecupcakes.com. If you are willing to type that baby out, then you are a true dedicated reader, and I love you. Five years ago I started this blog on an angsty afternoon in my Astoria apartment after a job…
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Motivational Plant Metaphors
Last week, I signed up to water our school garden. The science department has a super impressive situation out back, with cherry tomatoes, zucchini, eggplant, and about five planters of herbs. I don’t know a whole lot about gardening, the extent of my knowledge comes from helping my mom drop seeds into our backyard when…
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Get off the Floor
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Childhood Dreams of Growing Up
Way back in high school, when the “reach for the stars” talks started turning into “where do you see yourself in five years?” talks, my friends are I started chatting more bluntly about our artistic dreams. I always knew I wanted to be an actor, it was encouraged before I was even born. My mother directed shows while she…
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Maybe there will be Manhattans
The other day I got really excited about having garbage bags. I needed to switch out the garbage and became, perhaps irrationally, thankful that we had our act together to own…garbage bags. So at some point recently, we had the money to buy something in bulk before we moved. And it reminds me that the days of: “Oh…