The view of my European dreams.. Lac D'AnnecyLakeside Strolling all day long.
3 weeks have gone quickly by and my French vocabulary has gone from "non-existent" to "extremely limited". I'd like to give myself a pat on the back, but really I owe it all to Google Translate. Google Translate has quickly become my best friend in Geneva. There are so many helpful features that make it … Continue reading I’m going to France and with me I’m bringing…a decent sized ball of anxiety and a really cute dress.
I, Maysen Forbes, aged 25, sexually active for 8 years, have never had an orgasm. Now I know what some of you might be thinking: "But you said I gave you your first!" Well...I lied. But let me reassure anyone who has just felt their...ego...shrink 2 sizes - (most of) you gave it a valiant … Continue reading In the name of honest, vulnerable writing, I present to you – ‘A Painfully True Fact’ (and not the Donald Trump type).
I've started stopping to smell the flowers. For real. Geneva is home to the most beautiful flower gardens I've ever seen. I know that's not saying much as I've yet to truly travel the world, but the flowers all over this city make my heart sing. Everywhere you turn there's a statue with a … Continue reading One of those posts full of cheese (and not the tasty Swiss kind).
Kids are simultaneously soothing for the soul and shit for the self-esteem. They don't mean to be! (full of shit that is) In fact, I view their knack for calling it as it is as something to be treasured. They won't lie to you - they'll let you know if it's time to do your … Continue reading “I love you, even though you’re a little fat” and other things kids say with the best of intentions.
Hello World, here I am, one week into my grand European adventure. Let me tell you, it's been pretty spectacular so far...up until this afternoon. But let's save that for later. Geneva, as it turns out, is full of beautiful pebbly beaches and works of art. Between an entire day spent exploring the Conservatoire et … Continue reading How to Have an Anxiety Attack While in a Foreign Country Without Panicking Everyone: A Memoir
From the day I decided to give blogging a go, I knew that this would be the title of my first post. To tell you the truth, I'm not sure why it stuck with me. Perhaps because as a teenager with almost as much angst as massive curly hair, "Are you there God? It's me … Continue reading Are you there world? It’s me, Maysen.