One week from today, I turn 24! As a way to wind down from the year, I wanted to share “23” lessons/observations from this age. Enjoy!
- “It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.” –E.E. Cummings
- Living in England for one month does wonders for the soul.
- A great way to end any day is coming home to my mom and talking about our days over a warm cup of tea.
- I’d like to think that even though I gave my dad a lot of gray hair as a teenager, I make up for it now by making coffee the way he likes it and never leaving any dirty dishes in the sink. J
- The first full year out of college is an odd time of nostalgia, regret, fear and disillusionment.
- It now takes two days to recover from one night of partying.
- My “grown up”/post-college love takes patience, constant communication, mutual respect and trust, a very good sense of humor and an understanding that we’ll grow through anything together.
- My metabolism peaked at 22. Now, I have to actually exercise and watch what I eat.
- There is a difference between a job and a career.
- And neither of those things needs to define who you are as a person.
- “They” were right. The people you meet in college do become your lifelong friends.
- It doesn’t make me any less of a writer or a journalist when I check out from the news.
- On that note, it’s important to be an active participant in life and turn off your phone every once in awhile and soak in everything and everyone around you.
- Most people are just as lost as you are at this age.
- “Nobody likes you when you’re 23.” – Blink 182
- Baptiste Yoga has transformed my outlook on life.
- It’s a little too late to be normal, now. If you’re going to be different, be extraordinarily different and make no apologies for what you’re passionate about and who you are becoming.
- Cutting off my hair was uncomfortable and liberating.
- Deciding to be financially “free” one day, consoles me when I say no to spending money on things I can’t comfortably afford right now.
- I am learning to love every inch of my weird self.
- Sitting at a desk all day has made me socially awkward.
- I still miss college but this was the year I really let it go and finally appreciated all the crazy things I did in those four years.
- Don’t over think happiness.
Read an inspiring and bittersweet story here about Damini, an elephant in India who died of a broken heart.
PS. These are not the elephants in the story but they’re adorable nonetheless.
The final note of the last song no one heard played into the early hours of Sunday.
The beer soaked floors sparkled in the sunlight and the passed out partygoer didn’t have a clue. All he knew was the softness of the pillow that caught his spinning head and the cushions of an old worn couch that he so ceremoniously dubbed his own to the ghosts of last night’s crowd.
The white walls of the Richardson House were still intact after its residences’ inebriated antics. The band had disassembled. The New Brunswick officers went about their business without giving us a citation and all was right with the world for one glorious moment in our lives.
Then, the pounding began. Consciousness. I awoke in my white and red summer dress that I had so carefully fastened to myself last night. Every lock of my wavy brown hair so meticulously curled and sprayed now fell disheveled on my shoulders, yet the red flower pin clung to the fringe like a delicate parasite.
The pot of cold macaroni and cheese rested on my bedside table and my roommate was nowhere to be found. In fact, I hadn’t seen her since she convinced Officer What’s-His- Face to put the mighty pen away and to let us gangly limbs and heels carry on with our poor choices of the night.
The sound of that old door creaking open could have jolted the entire complex out of its boozed infused coma. All of a sudden the smell of fermented barley and hops slapped me in the face like an aromatic bus. My feet tiptoed off the warmth of the dirty blue carpet and onto the cold and sticky tiled floor.
What a great night.
In typical fashion, I gathered the red solo cups, placed a blanket over our fallen visitor and made my way through the back door for some fresh air. It was only six in the morning. It was early.
There was plenty of time for nothing.
I keep telling myself I have to live out my dreams & do something amazing with my life. Then I remember this thing called student loan debt & then I’m not quite sure if that’s possible.
whole wheat baguette with earth balance, naval orange, ambrosia apple, and coconut dessert tofu with almonds
This looks delicious! I will definitely have to try this one morning. :)
It’s well known that replacing many of the cars on the road with bikes would be more beneficial for the environment. Creative agency Lola Madrid is now aiming to do that in quite a literal way, by sourcing the materials for its Bicycled model from scrapped motors. READ MORE…
What a great concept! Good job, Spain!