I’ve mentioned this in a previous post, but I realized that I liked to design blog sites and I like to write so why not mesh those two things together and create a blog right?
I never thought I would gain followers, share this platform with friends and family or even share it with the world, but here I am.
Tabia’s Thoughts started out as a way for me to let off steam, but also show my journalistic talents. There have been many, MANY times in the past where I questioned why I still had this platform and wondered if I should abandon it, but my drive wouldn’t let me….and I’m glad.
I am not the most consistent blogger on the face of the planet, because this isn’t my full time job, but I think I am very passionate about what I talk about. I’m trying to change the scope of my blog by incorporating more of my personal life. I want you all to get to know me and understand who I am. I want this to be my baby and I want to become a family with my readers.
For those of you who have been here for a while, thank you for following along with me on this crazy ride. If you’re new, welcome and thanks for following along.
Why did you start your blog? If you haven’t started yet, what’s holding you back?
“Girl, when I first met you I thought you were mean, but you’re mad cool.”
Okay, listen. You can thank my resting bitch face for that. Don’t mind me. I’m just a Brooklyn girl with this face so nobody undesirable will approach me.
“I’m very impressed by how much experience you have at such a young age.”
Yes, I wasn’t playing around in college and graduate school. I knew that I needed to have some sort of experience to get a job. My experience has shaped me, so please hire me so I can drive your company forward too.
“You’re so young you really have a Master’s Degree?”
My mom tells me that a lot of her friends are surprised and shocked about me having a Master’s at 23. Get used to it. There are a lot of people my age who have advanced degrees.
What are some assumptions that people make about you?
Another month has gone by. We are officially in the last month of the first quarter of 2019. Wow. Anyway, last month as you may know, I failed at my January challenge of not buying anything new.
For February, I started out by wanting to not eat sweets, but with Valentine’s Day and a special birthday in the month I knew it wasn’t going to work out for me. Instead I decided to try to listen to one gospel song a day.
I grew up Christian and my favorite part of church was always the choir. When I was in college I made sure to join the choir, one of the best choirs I’ve been in. This challenge was important to me because I’ve kind of neglected my church home and I haven’t found one close to my apartment. I still want to keep grounded and gospel music does that for me.
So, for 28 days straight I listened to gospel music. It calmed me down especially when I had a rough work day. Sometimes I’d even had to play it DURING the work day to help me from getting crazy (we all know we have those moments).
I’m glad I was able to pull through and stick to this challenge.
Writing is everything to me. I was never someone who talked a lot so as a result I took to writing.
My favorite classes were always my English and Creative Writing classes and my grades reflected that. Once I knew that I excelled in writing, I thought that I was going to be an author (I published a book, more on that later). When I got to college, I first studied History and Africana Studies. Both subjects were writing intensive and I was happy.
I didn’t want to stop there, I wanted my writing to have purpose. I wanted to tell my stories and I wanted to tell the stories of others, more importantly, people who couldn’t tell their own stories.
I continue to write because I THOROUGHLY enjoy it. Once I’m in the zone, I’m really there and I can’t be stopped. I write to encourage other people and to encourage myself. I write because, it’s simply what I want to do.
Where do I begin? The last time I wrote a post about my relationship with my body was in 2017. A lot has happened since then and I’m actually very proud of myself.
I know that I am changing everyday sometimes it’s going to be a struggle. I am proud of the fact that I’ve stopped purchasing waist trainers, stopped starving myself and stopped wearing my sweat band in 90 degree weather to walk across the Brooklyn Bridge.
I’m just taking this journey one day at a time. I’m trying to not only watch what I eat, but when I eat. How many hours of sleep I get and my activity. Working out at home, jumping rope in the park, taking the steps in the subway instead of the escalator and of course, going to the gym.
At this point, I’m sure I have learned my body, what it wants and what it doesn’t want. I’ve also learned to love my body through the changes.
I’ve forgotten the name of the course, but I definitely remember my professor, Michael Huber. A great guy.
I was pretty new in the Journalism Department and as a junior in spring semester, I needed to cram all of my classes in three semesters. This was no problem for me because I was very interested in the subject.
This class was mandatory for graduation so I definitely had no other choice. I remember my first day as if it was yesterday. I sat next to my then best friend, who liked to sit in the front of the class. I usually took the back because I’m tall and I want everyone else to see, but that’s besides the point.
The professor was 10 minutes late, and you all know how college students get. We were waiting for those 5 minutes to come before we could legally leave and go home. When he came, he apologized for his lateness (something came up at the newspaper). He handed out the syllabus and we went over it. We would have to do 4 creative projects. This was right up my alley, because if there was anything that I liked to do, it was be creative and work on projects. The best part was this was all individual work. I didn’t have to rely on group work to pass the class.
I was excited because the professor was going to be teaching us how to effectively use WordPress. I’ve used WordPress prior to that class. Actually my very first blog, which is now defunct, was done on WordPress. Even back then, I had a creative eye and a strong attention to detail. I knew what was going to work for specific news stories and what wouldn’t work. I was going to learn so much in this class and do well.
That class is the reason for this blog and also why I think that I am a WordPress expert. That class also made me realize how flexible I am and how much I pay attention to details.
When we handed in our first project, I was sure that I didn’t do as well as I thought. I went to class that day and the professor asked if he could see me at his desk. I just knew it was going to be bad. “Tabia, you had the best project in the class.” I was in shock when I heard that. He also wanted me to keep the project running so that he could show future classes what a great example looked like. WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT?!
I’m so glad that the class was mandatory and that I was able to take it and take valuable skills and lessons away from it. The professor and I ended up having a great professional relationship. We keep in touch here and there.
Have any of you taken a class, not necessarily in college, that shaped you and made you greater in some capacity? Let me know in the comments.