It’s happening again. I’m trying, but I’m failing. Writing should come easy to me, shouldn’t it? I have a lot to discuss. I want to write about so many different things. It’s overwhelming. I’m scatterbrained. Every new thought is an addition to all the one worded ideas bouncing around in the back of my head.... Continue Reading →
亲爱的爷爷，祝你生日快乐 Happy Birthday, dearest Grandfather
His voice is beginning to fade. His laugh is a faint echo. His face blurs my vision. Today would've marked his 88th birthday. The connection we once had still stings the heart and I catch myself crying every now and then. What I would've yearned for to have him here with me today. To have... Continue Reading →
Not so secret anymore….
Secretly. Into the night. It has been revealed. The one we've all been waiting for. The one I've been so enthusiastic to share. It's here. It's finally here. My online portfolio has been up and launched. My portfolio has been up since the day I last posted, but I was waiting to share the good news... Continue Reading →
It’s coming….
A new beginning I should say. A less dramatic start. But, it feels like such. It's a big deal, at least to me it is. I'm jumping for joy, literally... screaming in my head with happiness. I'm gleefully at bliss, if that is even such a thing. It starts from here. It can only go... Continue Reading →
a life without weekends
It can be draining, but this is the life I chose. I’m neither complaining nor regretting this decision because this is the life I have worked so hard for. There’s really no further explanation, I’m sure you all are sick of me talking about how much modeling means to me anyway…. 😉 I’ve been busy... Continue Reading →
i choose you…
I choose you…. the one that makes my rollercoaster of a life a never dull ride the one that makes my dreams soar into reality the one that makes my heart beat faster with every step into the unknown the one that makes me move forward instead of 2 steps backward the one that makes me... Continue Reading →
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I am not afraid. The thing that haunts me is no longer lingering. It's taunting breath making me doubt myself. It lurks in the shadows, creeping up on me every now and then. Chasing the dream that matters most. I'm untouchable. Looking over my shoulder is no longer a paranoia. Confidence has risen. I have awoken.... Continue Reading →
Story Time: About a Girl, Part 2
Click here for Part One. “She needs a neck brace.”“She will be fine without a neck brace.”“I demand you give her a neck brace, even if it’s just a soft collar!” A week finally passed and I was released to go home. I remember it clearly . . . well, almost clearly . . . I... Continue Reading →
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