Writing

March 6th, 2019

After much growing and maturing, I have learned to put the breaks on my emotional reactions. I am a born and raised Italian.. it is in my blood to react quickly and become sassy! However, the past few years have taught me a lot. Pause.

After many experiences with irrational people, I have evolved. I was tired of fighting back with people who could never be wrong. Now I no longer give a reaction to negativity. I think it is extremely important to remember to PAUSE. Do not let emotions cloud judgement and reactions to minor annoyances. If someone is irrational, you will never win. Playing into their games and reacting will spark up their fire. Don’t give their narcissistic drama the time of day or your precious energy; that is YOUR energy and they do not deserve to drain it from you. I remember this by repeating the word “unbothered” to myself in these tempered situations. I challenge you to do the same.

Just tell them to SWERVE and walk away.

Much love. XoXo. Angela

Education, Writing

February 17th, 2019

I am ready for this new chapter. I am ready to learn! I am ready to grow and develop as a writer. I miss being the recipient of knowledge. Going back to school will be an exciting and memorable journey. 🙂 #writingstudies #stjosephs #StJosephsUniversity

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Uncategorized, Writing

February 1, 2019

I am a writer, a listener and a speaker.

I believe in myself, as well as the magnificent students in my classroom.

I want sincere happiness for those who carry the burden of protecting my heart.

I am a writer, a listener and a speaker.

 

I feel excited about my future as a lover of learning.

I wonder, can admiration conquer hate in this cruel world?

I worry that countless, valiant efforts will not lead to triumphant victories.

I am a writer, a listener and a speaker.

 

I understand that I am Angela Prendergast and I am my own person; responsible for both careless and thoughtful actions alike.

I am understood by the misunderstood.

 I am a writer, a listener and a speaker.

Anxiety, Insecurity, Uncategorized, Writing

January 31, 2019

I have been told my entire life that I need thicker skin. At 23, when I believe I have developed it, it seems as if I revert back to the girl who just needs thicker skin.

Thicker skin. People shout this advice whenever they can grasp my fears in the palm of their hands, as if I can just exfoliate this thin layer that engulfs me, shedding years of insecurity in a days time. Thicker skin. 

An illusion that I have been chasing my entire life. Just when I think I have grasped the concept, it slips through my hands like a wet bar of soap, resulting in me chasing it frantically around the slippery shower I call life. I spend days dragging around my own self critics because I am both the recipient and sender of these internal wounds….. Thicker skin.

Yet, somehow I picked a life where every lip curl, eye roll, bad hair day, and late night is quietly observed by 100+ eyes a day. I guess I should just grow thicker skin.