My name is Carley, and this is my blog!
I like words, they make me happy.
I laugh at my life a lot, and then I write about it here.
In first grade, I told my parents that I wanted to be:
-A junkie, because they get to eat a lot of candy
-A pizza delivery boy, because it seemed like they made really good tips
-A Ninja Turtle, because I really liked saying, “cowabunga”
At age 24, I am proud to say that I did not turn into a junkie or a pizza delivery boy.
I’m pretty bummed that I’m not a Ninja Turtle.
I’m still working it.
I play the guitar often, and I sing only when nobody else is home.
I am completely self-taught.
In fifth grade, my music teacher made me sing, “The Star Spangled Banner” in front of the entire school.
It left me traumatized and terrified of most music classes.
A Nikon D3000 is permanently attached to my hand.
I may seek professional or surgical help for this.
Often times, I can be found hunched over a notebook at a coffee shop.
I prefer a button up flannel to a plunging neckline.
I don’t own a real purse, because I’d probably lose it, along with its entire contents.
I eat organically, and practice yoga.
When its not -1,000 degrees, I enjoy spending time on my deck refurbishing thrift store finds.
I swear I’m not an extended metaphor for a hippie, or your mom.
I’m just down to earth in my daily activities.
I enjoy utilizing my artistic abilities where I can.
I cherish simplicity.
I write mostly about amusing self-deprecation, embarrassing stories, and moments of mid-twenties triumph.
I graduated college with a degree in English, a 5-12 teaching certification, and a minor in sarcastic humor.
I also left with a strong adoration for the Oxford comma.
Oxford haters gonna hate.
Am I allowed to add sneaking into photography classes when I was in high school to my resume?
No? Alright. Forget it. That NEVER happened.