Dear December,

I walked into my second period class today and my Psychology teacher was playing Christmas music. As soon as I heard the cheerful melody of "Santa Clause is Coming to Town", I smiled. To be honest I really did want to sing along ;)

I remember one year in elementary my teacher made my class sing that song for a mini, informal, winter concert. Ever since then I've loved this song. Even when everyone was done with that song, I was ready to sing it once more with a giant grin on my face. Years later, I can still sing this song (badly) with a smile on my face.

December 9th marked the anniversary of Rudolph the red nosed reindeer. I loved that movie, I watched it yesterday. Maybe it's the end of the year talking but I've started to feel really nostalgic. I used to love watching christmas movies and I could spend hours watching Rudolph, Mickey Mouse, Santa Clause, movies. I still can to be completely honest. But those little kid days...That was the life. We're all in such a hurry to grow up, leave our childhood behind and just be adults. We all want desperately to be taken seriously and want our thoughts and actions to be validated and often times it seems the only way we're going to reach that point is by being adults.

Then one day, you're re-watching old movies, drinking hot cocoa and suddenly you kind of get annoyed with your little kid self because they wanted to grow up so bad. It's not that I would want to change my childhood, I just wish I could have had more carefree time, more naps, more everything. I guess it's human nature to always want more

That's why I love you December, you remind me that it's okay i'm not a little kid. You remind me it's okay as long as I remain a kid at heart, as cheesy as that sounds. At the end of the day I still love watching Mickey's Once Upon a Christmas, eating cookies with a mug full of hot chocolate with sprinkles. You remind us it's okay to play in the snow and actually enjoy ourselves. Just because we grow up (admittedly a little rushed) doesn't mean we can't act like children and enjoy things we did when we were kids.

So who cares if your 20 or 30 or 40 or whatever really, you can still be a kid. You can shake off your responsibility for a couple moments of well deserved childlike fun. Because let's face it you've probably never laughed as passionately, as purely as when you were a kid.


Love Always,

Dream Jobs Then and Now: Blogtober

It's October. The beginning of warm sweaters, cold days, and pumpkin spiced latte's. I love fall. Actually I just love the colder seasons. Something about the chilly air and wearing chunky knits just makes me happy :) So I found about Blogtober yesterday and after some prompting by Thea Woods I decided why not? Why not post everyday? I'm so psyched! I'm not doing the all the challenges because I still want to keep doing book related posts, but I think doing the challenges will be good for me and this blog. So yeah, Blogtober people! It's here! I'm pumped! Are You? 

What I Wanted to Be When I was Younger

Children have fun fantasies of being superheroes, princesses, princes, ballerinas, firefighters etc. That wasn't me. I was never dreaming of one day being queen or getting a crown like some little girls dream of. No, I was a practical even as a kid. I wanted to be veterinarian.

 I grew up watching a lot of animal planet. I watched The Crocodile Hunter, Most Extreme, The Jeff Corwin Experience, Animal Miracles and lastly Emergency Vets. I would watch animal planet almost every day. In fact I watched Emergency Vets almost every day before going to school So my little brain, at the time, thought that being a vet would be a good fit for me. And for the longest time it made sense, until I realized I couldn't handle poking and prodding animals or telling people that their pet died. So at the tender age of 9 I had to find a new career.

I've been dancing since I was four. I'm 16, you do the math. When I started middle school I decided I wanted to be a dancer. Which isn't practical, but it was what I thought I wanted at the time.

Goodness was I delirious about that. I mean I'm an okay dancer, and I do it because it's fun. But I'm not talented enough to go pro. I remember telling my family this and the shock on their face was all I needed to tell me that maybe this wouldn't be the best career choice for me. 

What I Want to Be Now

I had this English teacher in middle school who made me really love writing. She encouraged creative writing in the class and I just loved it. She was writing a book and she would tell us about it every once in a while. This sparked an idea in my head. After she made me her student of the month I started to write my first book, which I never finished because, well, let's just say the world doesn't need to see some things. But I'm writing a new novel along with some short stories. 

I'm passionate about writing. I just love writing. Its a great outlet and I love pouring pieces of me into the characters or the things they say. I love creating worlds and people and being able to just play pretend. I have a theory that writers never grow up. I hope that's true, because I never want to loose my inner five year old, or my inner teenager.

Stephen Chbosky said, when I went to a panel he was on, that if we're writing, then we're writers. So I'm a writer. I want to be published. I want to walk into Barnes and Noble and see my book on the shelf. Thats my dream. Thats my dream career