I find myself back at my aunts in Atlanta, writing a post completely parallel to the one I wrote in the same location almost exactly one year to the date. It’s almost like Deja vu, except I’m thinking to myself, … Continue reading The Homecoming; Farewell Florida
Please find your seats quickly, class has started. For those that don’t know, a montage is a film editing technique that condenses a section of film into short scenes, the aim is that they flow in a way that tells a longer story in a shorter time frame. A perfect example is the infamous running scene from Forrest Gump. As we all know Forrest goes on a run that ends up lasting 3 years, 2 months, 14 days and 16 hours, all of which is chopped and screwed into just 7 minutes of footage. Now class I’m sure your wondering … Continue reading Queue The Montage
As my first waitressing job in a restaurant, I had little no expectation, of course I’ve dined out enough times and in enough different places to understand the basics. Step 1. Greet the table Step 2. Take their order … Continue reading Waitressing 101: A brief guide on the trial and tribulations
So the question what do you do when you kids are now all grown up don’t need you as much as they used to and have now started to try to spread their wings and gradually fly out of the nest with hopefully the aim to fly back once in a while.
“The life and times of a redundant mum” ….. Continue reading Visitation Rights
‘Here she goes again looking for life lessons and guidance in Disney movies that are generally created for people more than half her age.’ Yes, it’s true, I look for analogies and advice in Disney films, but I’d like to … Continue reading Finding Me
Home! We all miss home, we talk about how things are different at home, we reminisce on things from home, we talk about how we can’t wait to go home, but given the opportunity to go tomorrow, very few, if … Continue reading Home, progression and comfort zones
8:30am: **Alarm rings** 8:31am: Get up and head to the bathroom. I take this time to sit on the edge of the bath, contemplating events taking place in parallel universes, wondering why I didn’t choose a 9-5 lifestyle and hoping … Continue reading Dear Diary,
With us slowly approaching the 61st (no typo, that’s how long it’s felt) day of January, I can now commence the 8-day countdown until Mummy dearest arrives, and the 13-day countdown until my best friend, her mum and my beautiful Godson arrive in West Palm beach. #currentmood The end of January also reminds me I’ve been American for nearly 6 months’ now and I am loving it more than ever! The weather has been a little up and down which I don’t approve of, but for every ‘cold’ day there’s a week in summer to come where I may just … Continue reading All Work and No Play Makes for Miserable Interns All Day
Now, as we all know in the end Wendy decides to return home and comes to accept that she must grow up, therefore I have to decide whether my Wendy complex is temporary or am I back at the beginning of planning for forever ?
Or is there an even bigger plot twist, where I realise I need to grow up and stop searching for life advise in Disney movies. Continue reading Wendy Darling
Hey Remember me? No me neither, it’s been a while. So tell me how are you, hope life’s been treating you well. Where do I start? I’ve been working like my life depends on it (which it kind of does), … Continue reading Tis The Season
I realise that in order for my blog to serve its purpose for future J1 Interns, I think it’s about time I actually talk about work. Side note: The pictures you seeing are of the main club house where, the annual opening season party is hosted. Each year members go up north during the summer months and return to Florida during the winter months, to commemorate this moment they through a big shindig! Unfortunately I didn’t get to work the event which I was pretty sad about, but on the bright side I didn’t have stay till 2am resetting the … Continue reading Work, Work, Work, Work, Work, Work
Aside from spending endless hours at the pool, burning on the beach (not personally, but most definitely for my Caucasians comrades), eating out at every touristic American establishment and partying at every given chance, as a collective we all came … Continue reading Road Trip to the Keys, no Dj Khaled