My name is Emilie and I am not actually that grumpy.
I am also not a very good liar.
I’m in my mid-twenties and on the edge of my career and it’s terrifying.
I spend much of my time wondering what super power I’d want if I had one (teleportation or shapeshifting?), thinking about my next meal (pasta, probably) or avoiding the news since the state of the world has me ashamed.
I’m bilingual, French and English! Woo!
I think of my life as a never-ending weird comedy, and the tales of embarrassment and odd occurrences never end. But how much fun would life be if it weren’t?