Change can be scary, but it is an inevitability of life. From fashion styles to technology, nothing stays the same for long. Except, when it comes to hair. At least that was the case for me. See, since I was a little human running the streets of LA, my hair style has stayed the same: Faded. Every time I'd go to the barbershop, I'd sit in one of the worn out chairs as my barber shaped the bush that had evolved from my scalp into something worth looking at. For twenty years this happened, until one day not too long ago, I decided I wanted to do something bold and drastic (pause for effect): I was going to let my hair grow out.
Read MorePost-Grad Diaries: The big move
As with all challenges that come my way, I am confident that I will face this one head on, but the mere thought of 'adulting' in this manner is a weird concept.
Read MorePost-Grad Diaries: Lunching like an adult
That is one perk I plan on utilizing to the fullest this summer (and probably a little bit after).
Read MoreLesson Learned: Where I wanna be
You know the saying it's not where you've been, it's where you're going. Well, I think at the rip age of 22, I've come to fully understand what that saying means.
Read MoreLazy Sunday
For a moment I felt like my I was at a standstill, as if I there was no real reason for me to move forward. However, this past weekend, I allowed myself a true break for the first time in a couple of weeks. No reading was. No books were read. It was simply me, sleep, a good night out.
Read MoreWoe is me, and such
So I've been in a bit of a funk lately, and I don't know why. I like to think of myself as a pretty energetic person, at least that's how I've always been described. However, as of late, it seems like my umph has gone kaput. And whe I say kaput, I mean it is almost completely extinct. I have nan' umph left.
Read MoreKevin: An introduction
Through a series of events, I somehow came to the conclusion that I should start a blog. Now I will be completely honest and say this is not my first attempt at blogging. For a number of reasons, I have created a few blogs where I tried my hand at recording my thoughts. Some were for class assignments. Others, for pleasure. But each and every blog cycle I told myself: This is it.
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