Dream Jobs Aren’t For Everyone

Yeah. Maybe they aren’t. And maybe there’s not a dream job for me. Before I start to sound too let’s-all-feel-sorry-for-Teri-because-she’s-giving-up-her-dreams-to-become-extremely-bitter-and-cynical, let’s step back for a moment and let me explain. I wouldn’t call it an epiphany exactly, a.k.a. this new outlook that I have. Maybe it will all go away in a few days and I’ll…

Chatty People and the Risks They Present

Have you ever had a “conversation” with someone who literally doesn’t stop talking? I’m saying, they leave zero pauses anywhere for you to insert any opinion of your own what. so. ever. So the “conversation” from the start is just them talking and you nodding until your neck might break in half and all you’ve…

Procrastination

I learned to procrastinate in high school. That was when I was finally involved in enough extracurriculars to actually consider myself “busy,” to be tired enough at the end of the day to say, “No, I’m not going to start working on that essay tonight. I have 3 more days to get it done.” The…

My Ukulele and Turning 24

Today I’ve been playing my ukulele and it got me thinking. Almost three years ago (my birthday is tomorrow) on my 21st birthday, at the end of a long day, as I was walking in to what I knew would be a long rehearsal, my friends greeted me at the door with cake and music…

A Post About Accountability and How I Seem to Have None

I’m struggling to hold myself accountable. For writing in this blog. For submitting pieces to be published. For writing something to new everyday. For job hunting. Should I go on? Accountability is different when the only one holding you accountable is yourself. I’m not very good at doing that. My favorite thing about school was…