I forgot that this was here. Probably because I've been too busy. Probably because I've had little to say.

I'm glad to I'm doing community work again.

Just thinking about the things I thought I was passionate about, but were not, really. Accepting the fact that I'm okay with being good at some things, but not being passionate about them at all. And knowing that doing those things, and being passionate about them for the short amount of them I gave them was just enough, to be okay with the ( Read more... )

I wonder if I have ever been that intern who spoke up when she thought that the work she was given was too unglamorous, too beneath me, or too simple. I do admit that I've thought it standing in front of a copier making 400 copies, but I believe that I've always, always, did the tasks anyway, and simply did the work so well that I could prove why I ( Read more... )

Where's your showing of good faith? 

I don't think I have ever been so angry at work that I have to leave my building, walk around the block, and then hide on a different floor to do work.

I'm surprised I can be that pissed off like that and I can't figure out how to kill with kindness. There's just not enough kindness in the world to do it properly.

If I start trying to comprehend the string of crazy things that happened to me today, my mind would combust from the insanity of reality.

[ When I became a federal public defender in 2001, a senior lawyer described the job this way, “It’s like your client is tied to the railroad tracks and you are the only thing standing between him and the train. Sometimes, the best you can do is hold his hand when he gets run down.” The trick is to convince yourself that it will never come to that ( Read more... )

I think I fell in love with my job and my coworkers. Maybe it's "graduation goggles" but I'm sad that today's the end. (I'm also sad that I lost my no/little-fuss campaign when an email announcing my departure went out to A LOT of people). I'm starting to think that maybe leaving wasn't the best decision. I grew, I learned, I had fun... that would ( Read more... )

feels weird that this cold feeling rushes through me when someone calls me sunshine ( Read more... )

Even though this is a new place, a new opportunity, and a new philosophy, rules of engagement are the same. There is just no safety net this time around. No soft landing of any identity tied to a program. I am going to be an individual.

I'm going to rock it. Yes, siree!

1. Ask a lot of questions. Some of them can be stupid but most of them should be ( Read more... )