No Yellow Brick Road

As I look at my fellow public relations graduates and friends, I have to ask, Does everyone seem to know what they’re doing next with their career but me? But then, I’m reminded, no. We weren’t promised a yellow brick road when we graduated, but no one warned us the streets were so tough againstContinue reading “No Yellow Brick Road”

The Summer of Me

I didn’t know what I would discover about myself this school year. I knew it would be different but I didn’t know I would start thinking of myself as cute. I never really thought of myself as truly cute. Every once in a while someone would give me a compliment, but I wouldn’t put much trustContinue reading “The Summer of Me”