In my teens, I watched a movie about a girl who loses her brother in an accident. She goes to a singing camp where she overcomes her stage fright and learns to properly grieve her brother. And everyone hugs at the end.
I have always been odd. Weird. When I was younger, I stuck out like a sore thumb in a time when it was extremely cool to fit in. I have had an overwhelming desire to be more than just the mould that society had cast for me even before I was born. My life was set in stone but I wanted that stone to be one I could write on my own story. A stone I could chisel and create something different than what was expected of me.
Dear Future Husband…
Does anyone remember 1st January 2020?
My friend got married this past weekend. And it was a beautiful ceremony. The weather was perfect for the outdoor wedding and ceremony. The bride was beautiful. The food was…. wedding food. I somehow managed to get a dress that cost me less than a dollar (UGX3000). It was amazing!
This one is about fairy tales.
Okay, I have to explain what happened yesterday before I delve into this day’s challenge.
I made it! I am here! I made it to the seventh day! I didn’t miss a day, granted my blogs have been coming in late but that is because I still have a laziness and procrastination problem and a day job. I am celebrating nevertheless.
I don’t come from much
In the last month, allegations of sexual harassment and abuse have come out against Hollywood heavy hitters. Powerful men like Harvey Weinstein, Matthew Wiener(creator of Mad Men) Brett Ratner(over 300 women have come out against him), Kevin Spacey (House of Cards) and Louie CK.