Happy Birthday to Me
Time Travel to 1987 or How I Became a Travel Addict
1991. Rebellious curled lip smile showing off the infamous Family Gap. Not happy at all to be wearing pink. Age 4 in Junior Kindergarden. Major events this year: learned to tie my show laces, discovered my addiction to high places when I started climbing my apple tree, realized I loved some instrument called the French Horn because it was pretty, and took the training wheels off my bike (which was the biggest thing ever. My first means to go exploring the great unknowns of my neighbourhood). Big year for Lil'Fel.
Now, I'm here. 24 years later. Did I become the journalist or the diplomat? No. But those aspirations drove me to be the person I am today, from studying abroad at SciencesPo for its reputation in IR, to living in Thailand and Indonesia to work with international organizations. However, it was this year I realized that I wanted something between int'l relations and journalism. Something more creative, but where I could write and be awesome. And so..just yesterday I just got offered a position in a media agency that specializes in communications for governments, non-profits, embassies and like interesting people overall in PARIS!! My first real job, what will the next ten years bring? They say age is only a number, but today I am really about to grow up.
Oh yea..I'm back in the city of my birth. LET'S PARTY HARD(Y) !!!
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