My love life sucks. It suckssss. Extra emphasis.

I've never been one to chase men or try very hard with the opposite sex. My pride doesn't allow me to engage in such behavior. I choke and I'm over-analytical. When I'm genuinely attracted to a man I'm unbelievably shy and awkward during preliminary interactions. Its just about the only time in life where you can characterize me as "shy." I get over it eventually, I just need obvious coaxing. More power to you ladies who can see a man across the room and walk up and say the first words to him. I don't have that ability. I put a majority of that responsibility on men. I'll give you eye contact and smile, good luck with the rest. BTW, thats your "in" right there. *Jodeci's "Come and Talk to Me" plays at that exact moment.*

I refuse to deliberately look for a man. I figure that portion of my life will come together when its meant to, I don't need to try and control it myself. I not thirsty enough as far as that goes.

On the other side of the spectrum I have my career/work life and it is the polar opposite.

I'm fuckin' killin' it at work. No apologies and no modesty. I just completed my first all-digital project in my career and its a huge accomplishment for me/great addition to my portfolio. To be honest when I was first pulled onto the project I didn't know if I was the right designer for it, I was intimidated as hell. My comfort zone is mainly in print design, so when they explained the project involved landing pages and a Facebook application I began internally freaking the fuck out. However as life experience has showed me time after time—you grow leaps and bounds when you're forced out of your comfort zone, as long as you're ready to accept the challenge.

I have found myself hungrier than ever to continue growing as a designer and to personally pave the path for my career.

So maybe I'm not in NY to find love (this city is crazy anyway), maybe I'm here for some serious professional growth. Hey, I'll take it.

Always hungry, never thirsty.