Please quote me on this one “I, Hope Marie Kumor, will be famous one day.”

Every time I read a magazine, really look at the fine print and observe the writing, I always remember. It brings me back to why I want to become a writer. Gosh, I want it. I can taste it, feel it, smell it, consume it. I live, breathe and obsess over magazines on a daily basis.  One of my friends just obtained a job at … Continue reading Please quote me on this one “I, Hope Marie Kumor, will be famous one day.”

I swear, I’m trying to relax.

Lonely. With 100% certainty and honest eyes, I can say this has been the absolute worst few months of my life. Even though I graduated, just ended my internship & have went out here & there, I’m still depressed, sad, lonely. Come on. So what? So what if I have “so much” ahead of me. That’s shit. I’m depressed. Tears form in my eyes as … Continue reading I swear, I’m trying to relax.

Still–He just randomly enters into my brain without warning!

I sit listening to “Mary, Did You Know?” by Kenny Rogers and browse through StumbleUpon for various articles. Currently, I’m promoting my articles posted on TheCelebrity.com (feel free to take a peek.– type in Hope Kumor).  I click on “French Literature” and am brought back to Gust’s class when my ex gave his presentation. I haven’t a clue why I’m brought back to this moment … Continue reading Still–He just randomly enters into my brain without warning!

The July 4th Adventure.

I wake up at the usual time– 9:30 a.m with eyes fluttering. I don’t want to get out of bed because I’m very comfortable. But, I must since I have plans with my brother, him, his girl friend and her boyfriend. We’re going to “Party on the Parkway” on Ben Franklin Parkway in Philly. The event is jam-packed with food, fun and games–atleast that’s what … Continue reading The July 4th Adventure.