
millennial blog project
I won’t sit idly by and watch my life pass before my eyes
A millennial’s coming-of-age story

My name is Emily and I’m 30 years old. I’ve been writing on this blog in fits and spurts since I was 14, originally as “Blackbyrd” on blackbyrd.wordpress.com. I’ve long been enamored by the written word and have scribbled poems and sonnets in countless notebooks since I was 7.
Today I’m a classically trained journalist who has built a successful career in corporate marketing. On this blog I write about my musings while traveling all over the world and riding my bike.
Welcome to my never-ending coming-of-age story.
Thanks for visiting!
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iAm Successful
My iPod’s not working, but I’m pretending that it is so that I can seem blissfully unaware. It says that it needs to be connected to power every time I try to turn it on. It’s odd because it wasn’t close to being dead yesterday at this time. It should still be working, but I Read more
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Pop can in the shower
My bathroom is a calm brown with blue accents (towels, baskets, candle holders, etc.). Technically, I share it with my three older brothers, but since one of them doesn’t even live here anymore and the other two are usually off at college, I call it my own. I keep it clean and orderly…sometimes. There may Read more
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What I found out this past week
Don’t panic, I don’t have a life-threatening disease or anything. There are just a few things that came to my attention in the past week. These things are quite unimportant and very girly, so if you don’t wish to read on, I don’t blame you. To start with, I have these two girlfriends. We’ve become Read more
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The one with the ball on it
Am I littering the Internet with my teenage rants? Guess I’d better write a letter apologizing to the poor Internet…not. I think that what I have to say is semi-worthwhile to any reader. Anyone who reads what I write must care and must be interested. Chances are, they feel the same way about issues as Read more
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Timeline of my life (as of right now)
This is for Psychology. We were supposed to create a timeline of our lives and hand it in on Tuesday-Friday…ish. On Friday, our teacher brought her adorable son in, so I got a little distracted. She gave me her email address and said to email my timeline to her. Here I am a week later. Read more