I feel like Peter Pan. If Peter Pan twirled everywhere and wore a tiara…lol ok I’m more like Tinkerbelle. *twirls* But I do have Peter Pan syndrome, I don’t want to grow up! College was fun because we got to act like we were grown. We had adult privileges without the adult consequences. Like let’s be honest, how many of you actually know how to do your own taxes? So yes… we want to be grown enough to order a margarita, but not grown enough to know what state taxes are. *Kanye shrugs*
*leans in closer to tell you a secret* I’m closer to 23 than I am to 22. Yes *sighs* in a couple months I’ll be considered a senior citizen! Lol but seriously…who raves at 23? When I figured out that I was practically over the hill I decided that it was time to work on a few things, you know grow a little. So I make daily goals. My goal for today is to consider what every person I interact with is going through before speaking. I just want to constantly remind myself that everyone is facing their own battles. Now my goal is to just think about it, if I stop and reflect on what might be going in their life and still don’t care then..*Kanye shrugs* Like this girl sitting in the seat in front of me on this flight…if she keeps shaking my laptob while I’m trying to write I may have to break that daily goal early lol all I can do is try.
Yall, I used to be so fun! Not like Ke$ha fun, but definitely like early 2000’s Britney fun. Lol I’m talking about twirling on a bar in Austin fun. I just loved life and I was so carefree. 22 is a funny age. We’re too broke for Vegas, but too old (and clean) for Padre. Lol the truth is that we are still just as fun, just not in the same way. We no longer have to participate in Mojito Monday, Turn-Up Tuesday, or Wasted Wednesdays. Instead we can do Hire Me Please Thursday, and Pay your Bills Friday! Lol We’re still young, have fun.
I’m currently boycotting Facebook, and it’s not even Facebook’s fault. The last time I logged on I saw pictures of 3 different baby showers, 2 engagements, and 4 weddings and invites.#iliterallycannot Everyone is just making permanent decisions in life right now, and it’s made me realize that I’m not ready for that. I’m not ready to make a decision on something that’ll last forever. And yes, I understand that it may be my commitment issues speaking. But we’re 22….we’re allowed to have commitment issues.
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Personally, I could never work one job for the rest of my life, so this doesn’t scare me as much. I get bored, and I believe that we’re all too talented to focus on one aspect of our greatness for life. So find something that you love doing to do. Focus on what makes you happy and pays the bills today. And if in 3 years something else makes you happy then do that. Take a deep breath and trust your journey. Your beautiful, life-changing, meant and personally selected for you journey.
*sighs* Lol I could be so shady here but it’s my blogiversary so ‘m going to keep it classy! *twirls down* Stop comparing yourself to others. Their journey is their journey, you don’t know what they went through to get where they are; and you don’t know what’s meant for you…so #stahhhpthat
We’re lost. We’re soo lost, and it’s so beautiful. We’re finally out of our parent’s house, and out of college; and we’re thinking for ourselves. So take this time to discover what you believe in, what you love and what you hate, and best of all discover who you are. This may sound crazy, but take the time to speak to your own spirit and listen to your own needs. And once you meet yourself, fall in love with yourself. I’m not talking pre-teen flavor of the week love, I’m talking Kanye loves Kanye, Alanis Morsette loved Joey, Sunday Candy, Drunk In Love…Love.
22 is not the age to settle for good enough. So don't get too comfortable. Just keep moving. Just keep moving. Just keep moving, moving, moving!
My ex was a mistake, and I wish I could delete him from this crazy search history we called a memory. Lol But if I didn’t date a douche I wouldn’t realize how great my boyfriend is now. Mistakes are meant to happen. So punch a teddy bear and scream into a pillow, then evaluate your mistake. Study your blunder, and make sure it never happens again.
I’m a horrible listener. *Kanye shrugs into a twirl* And I don’t apologize for it. Honesty Hour: I hate listening! Especially to the unwated advice of others. If you give me advice that I didn’t ask for then you’re just sharing your opinion. Your opinion that I DIDN’T ask for. *snaps in Z formation* Lol before I started directing pageants at a college level I shared with a friend that I would be directing a show soon and she laughed. Like not just normal laughed, she pretty much cackled, And I just smiled. The truth is that no one will ever see or believe in your vision the way you do. So take opinions and advice with a grain of salt. The responses of other’s says more about how they view themselves than how they view you. Don’t take it personal.
Let me be the first to tell you: it’s not. It’s annoying. Find your own voice, your own purpose, and your own style! *snaps in Z formation What is the point of being a mediocre version of someone else? You can’t win by mimicking the original. Be dynamic. Be innovative. Be different. No one wants fake Versace…be Versace!
Confession: Everyone does not have all of the answers. We’re used to quick and fast results, but Tanya at the nail salon is NOT siri and her information is not always correct! Everyone is allowed to have their own opinions, but it’s about time that we searched for our own truth.
Let’s be honest, Beyoncé is the only one that constantly wakes up like that. *snaps in Z formation* You can’t just wake up to perfection. Work for it hunnny!
My personal opinion is that you only have haters if you’re great at something. *twirls into storytime chair* So I have a bad habit of thinking that everyone is on my side, when they’re not. Sophomore year I thought I was friends with someone who I later found out hated me. She thought I liked myself too much. Yep, that was her issue with me: that I like myself! So one random evening I was sitting around with friends, real friends, and they filled me in on everything she said about me. The funny thing is that the only thing that bugged me was her saying that I didn’t have any friends! Lol So I lost it. I attempted to run to her apartment door and…settle things *clears throat* Luckily, I had great friends to stop me. I shouldn’t have let the words of an insecure wannabe get to me, but they did! We listen to our haters more than our cheerleaders.
Dogma is a principle or set of principles laid down by an authority as incontrovertibly true. It serves as part of the primary basis of an ideology or belief system, and it cannot be changed or discarded without affecting the very system's paradigm, or the ideology itself.
Dogma scares. Dogma scared me into moving to New York alone. The idea of “sticking to the status quo” is used to scare people into mediocracy. We’re told that we should pay hundreds of thousands of dollars to go to college, then spend the next 40 years of our lives working for someone else to pay that off. I don’t think that’s the route meant for everyone. We need believers. We need dreamers. We need innovators and great thinkers to break the mold. So don’t fall into Dogma if it isn’t meant for you. Go change the world.
I’m currently on a plane flying to New York City. I packed all of my stuff in two suitcases, and a few hours I will arrive in Brooklyn…with nowhere to live. In March I was convinced that I was going to move to Austin and work at a marketing firm. Austin was pretty close to home and in my comfort zone. And then April came around, I was accepted into one of only two writing and producing for TV programs in the country. At that point I realized I had no choice but to move to New York….and try to change my life. I’m terrified. I only know a handful of people in New York, I’m going to have to constantly compete with the 18 other people in my class, and northerners believe in public transportation. Lol like what is a Subway and why do I hear rats down there? Lol We’re 22: young, wild, and terrified. Accept change, that is what life is really about.
These are our selfish years. We're young. We're single. And we're ready to takeover the world. Sometimes you have to put yourself...
We grew up watching fairy tales, and for some reason we think that love was another myth a Disney Princess tried to sell us. But love is real. It isn't forced. It isn't rushed. Believe in it and take your time.
At 22 we feel like we're grown enough to carry everything on our own. But that is far from the truth. Confide in those around you, ask for help. Life is hard. You don't have to do it all alone.
No seriously....life is tough! Lol hire me please?
I just love life so much. It's crazy, exciting, and heartbreaking all in one day! We're 22,the world is our tequila filled fish bowl! So explore it! Fall in love. Study Hard. Invent Things.Impact many lives....and change the world! *twirls into world domination*