Earlier this year I was convinced 2012 was going to be my year. I’m not sure why but I felt so optimistic of the year going my way. Now that it is nearly over I’m starting to wonder if it did go my way. It’s hard to tell.

I was told that dragons in Chinese horoscopes are unpredictable, thereby the year of the dragon would be decidedly so. That’s easy to believe but I can’t decide whether the year went unpredictably well or unpredictably badly. Graduate school was a definite surprise. I wasn’t expecting an acceptance at USD and was already planning a different route for a career. But look how that turned out! And I certainly didn’t think I could be so happy living in a tiny house with a tiny dog but everything about my new home makes me incredibly happy. Then there are the harder parts of the year. Living with a dog is loads simpler than moving in with a hooman! Learning to share a space with someone else is difficult and I’m not sure I handled things well during the process. Relationships are hard! Every kind, too. Those shaped by romance or friendships. Even those bound by blood. I also had my fair share of those kinds of relationship problems this year. How do you work around and handle the series of unpredictable twists and turns life throws at you? Those big changes and those small. Each stringing along their own set of consequences. AGain I’m not sure if I handled things in the best possible way but I am glad I handled them. That I had the chance to at least face some of those challenges and learn from my mistakes. Perhaps that’s why I’m unsure whether I would consider 2012 a good year or a bad year. I definitely learned plenty but I also made many mistakes. All this happens every year I guess but maybe it’s because I was so sure of my good fortune that not having much really showed me how life changes so quickly. And how those changes can be oh, so unpredictable.

Expect less and gain more. I think that will be my mantra for 2013. Happy new year my friends. May it be a good one.


interwebz vs. school

Do you know the saying, “The world is your oyster?”  Well lately, I’m starting to feel the internet is the new oyster.  You can learn a lot from just a computer and internet connection.  You can even earn a degree by taking online classes.  But will a student in an online education setting be as motivated to gain the necessary experience as a traditional in-class student?  There’s plenty missing when you depend on a screen for the guidance of professional training.


I’ve been at my company for a little over two years and am mostly self-trained thanks to the wealth of tutorials in my field as a local SEO specialist.  But as much as I’ve learned, it’s really up to me to take on as much as I can without hitting a wall in order to learn what I need for my position.  Even though I’ve taken advantage of the quantity of information available in my field, I wouldn’t feel comfortable without the guidance of a skilled professional to add quality to my work.


I’m dedicating another two years to my graduate program.  After two years I have no doubts I’ll be prepared to handle the responsibilities of a school counselor. I’ll have the skills and knowledge to walk out in the world and immediately start working because I will have had the feedback of my professors to grow as a professional in the field.  Regardless of how much I enjoyed my time at my company, it was hard to learn on my own and to hold myself accountable to keep up with online lessons. I’m more of a traditional schooling student. In order to learn to become a professional, I need to interact with professionals. For me, the world is still my oyster.


Oh hay there. Yah I haven’t blogged since my last post where I said I would blog more often. I apologize. Let me tell you about my neighborhood to make it up.

whaddup Normal Heights

whaddup Normal Heights

I live in a very awesome area in San Diego called Normal Heights. It’s very close to our cooler cousin that made it on the Forbes list for America’s Hippest Cities, North Park. Sometimes I just tell people I live in North Park since it’s more easily recognizable but most of the time I say I live in North park cuz I really really want to be hip. Just kidding. Not.

Several weeks ago we had our annual Adams Avenue Street Fair. It’s exactly like what it sounds, a fair in the streets two blocks from my house. I have attended the fair before but there’s something to say about being within walking distance to the festivities that just makes you want to skip and dance and frolic.






I never really thought I would be living in San Diego this long. This fall marks my 5 year anniversary with the city. I always thought I’d move somewhere else after undergrad but I stayed. I don’t know why I never gave this city the credit it deserved but lately I’m starting to feel right living here. Comfortable and situated. I won’t stay forever but I finally call it home. At least for now, it’s my home and my city. As much mine as it could possibly ever be.