So, I’m done with school. All my assignments are turned in and I never have to look at another piece of homework again. This Master’s degree should equal a flood of jobs my way right? HAHA, yeah, no. That’s what they used to tell me in elementary school, and then in middle and finally in high school. “You’re going to go to college and you’re going to get a great job.” Clearly all of my teachers lied to me and they should be in charge of paying back my student loans.
Continue reading “From Graduate Student to Unemployed”
Right now, I’m sporting what my mom would call a pajon. Big, fluffy, frizzy, curly hair. It has no rhyme or reason, it does what it wants to do. My hair has been the topic of many discussions and arguments in my life and in my family. To make it very clear to you guys, curly and natural hair is a big HELL NO in Dominican culture.
Continue reading “I Am My Hair.”
Countdown to May 4, 2018: Graduation day.
Three hard years and many mental breaks in between and I am finally about to have my Master’s in hand.
Coño, now what?
Continue reading ““You’re Going to Be a Librarian” and Other Lies I Told Myself.”
I don’t sleep anymore.
I don’t sleep because my body is basically just taking a long ass depression nap during the day.
By the way this isn’t one of those posts with some great advice at the end. I’m really just here to see who else takes depression naps throughout the daylight hours because they are in a strange city and a new state that they don’t understand and they’re not really vibing with the folks around them.
Continue reading “Is it Possible to Die from Never Leaving the House? Asking for a Friend.”
The mirror doesn’t lie. I am definitely looking at a beard coming in. I should be more shocked but after 12 years of dealing with this unsightly hair, it’s just become an aggravation.
PCOS is a bitch.
Continue reading ““I Can Grow A Beard” and Other Possibilities with PCOS.”