This is just a small observation. I feel really terrible for people who have to use a snapchat filter for all of their pictures. I can't imagine how insecure and unhappy one must be to only be able to show their face if it's been electronically deformed. The thing is, nobody is fooled by these… Continue reading Short Entry: The Filter Facade.
I still remember my first genuine compliment I received as a performer. Not from a family member, friend, or community member who knew me personally, but from a complete stranger who connected to me purely from an audience standpoint. I was thirteen, and it was the first time I had played Ms. Hannigan in the… Continue reading I’d Like To Thank the Academy……(And Everybody Else.)
Where is the place where love blooms? An espresso bean, Or raindrops, Lingering glances, And shared punchlines. Where is it that love grows? Hospital rooms, Empty checking accounts, Empty bottles, And rock beds.
The color of my skin never before occurred to me until I wanted to be the pink Power Ranger at recess and was told I had to be the yellow ranger because the pink ranger was white. This confused me because although my ethnicity has always been somewhat ambiguous , I did not have the… Continue reading Discolored Recollections
This is going to be wildly uncomfortabe, but altogether necessary. Remember as a child, things seemed so black or white. In the movies we watched, and the stories we read there was clearly a right and a wrong. There was clearly portrayed the good guy, and the bad guy. It was easy to know who… Continue reading Growing Pains
In my entry, "Birds of a Feather", I gave some examples of people who are bad friends and traits of people who can't be trusted. Some of you challenged me to do a follow up on the kind of people we should embrace as friends, instead of just who to avoid. Challenge accepted. The… Continue reading True Friends
Nothing bonds people more than a common struggle. Females, can we admit we're pretty good at tearing one another down and judging each other? We all have nightmares of how calculating and viscous the femme fatale can be. Have you ever witnessed or experienced two females - whether co-workers, PTA members, team mates, or rivals… Continue reading Speak.