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Karla

Member Since 05 Jun 2013
Offline Apr 04 2024 07:59 AM

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Karla's Stuff and Things > 2019

Posted 31 December 2019

TLDR: 2019 was okay. It could have gone better, but I’ve taken steps to trying to enjoy myself. Work/Jobs
So I’ve been working at my job for a little over a year now, and I’m starting to get an idea of how things work. The people who I’m closest to are on the Creative Team with me. I’ve talked to each of them at least once, and I’m starting to get...


Karla's Stuff and Things > 2018

Posted 31 December 2018

TLDR: 2018 was a pretty good year. Actually, it was better than I expected. 
Work/Jobs
-I started working as a temporary graphic designer for one of my college’s programs, The Early Identification Program. I didn’t learn much from it, but it did feel rewarding contributing to their program. I actually kind of wished I knew about the program when I...


Karla's Stuff and Things > 2017

Posted 04 January 2018

TLDR: 2017 was an okay year. Work/Jobs
- On the bright side, I was able to kickstart my career as a graphic designer. I got an internship with a privately held Financial Advisory firm called Monument Wealth Management. I really enjoyed my time there, and I wish it could have turned into a full-time job. But alas, it was not to be.
- My second inter...


Karla's Stuff and Things > Now I remember why I hate my mother...

Posted 28 July 2017

Since my previous entry, which I talked about my mother getting angry at me for the stupidest reasons, she had stopped talking to me because I decided that she shouldn't be driving me to rehearsal due to her sleeping at the wheel. And because I seem to be so much like her, I decided to stop talking to her too, for over two months, because I knew that tal...


Karla's Stuff and Things > I'm Running Out of Compassion for my Family

Posted 08 March 2017

Please do not mistake this for an "emo" post, because it's not. It's more of a rant. 
About three weeks ago, my mother was driving me to orchestra rehearsal. Normally, I would drive there myself, but the road on the way there tends to be very dangerous, so my folks don’t want me driving on it. 
While my mother drove, she started saying that her...