This is my 200th blog post.
The best advice I've ever been given was "cope and adjust".
Ironically, I guess, I actually have very little respect for the woman who told me this.
I'm going to run a 5k this year. Period.
On my first day of high school I got up early, got ready, then watched Cool Runnings and ate Fruit Loops before I got on the bus. I don't think I'll ever forget that and I have no idea why.
I read this article on Sunday and now I'm completely paranoid when I'm sitting at the office.
My ultimate goal in life is to know a little about a lot. Just enough to make me dangerous.
I think birthdays are the most important day of the year for everyone. I'm a big supporter of birthdays. When someone passes away, what day do you take the time to remember them and their life? Their birthday. One whole day all about you. However, I care way more about everyone else's birthday than my own. Today is just another day for me.
My actions when no one is watching are the most important ones.
Today is also Oprah's birthday. I wanted nothing more than to be on the Oprah show on my 18th birthday. Spoiler Alert: That didn't happen.
This year I want to throw the word "busy" out of my vocabulary. Everyone is "busy", I'm not special. I want to make time for the people and things and activities that I want to have and do in my life.
I know that no one believes me, but these next 365 days are going to be magically huge.
I want to do something that takes a lot of bravery this year. I'm not very brave. I want to work on that.
I had one bad experience involving an oil change when I was 18 (bad as in it totaled my car). Now? I'm obsessive to the point of being incredibly annoying about my oil changes. My grandpa is so proud. No, seriously.
One thing I'm going to drill into my future daugther's/niece's head? Friends with benefits never actually leads to an actual boyfriend. Man, I wish I'd been taught that sooner.
This year I'm going to stop apologizing for being weird. Ya know what? I am weird. Ya know what else? Any time I say that someone always fires back "Oh my gosh, me too! I'm so weird!" So there you have it, we're all a bunch of weirdos. Time to wear it proudly.
Turns out thinking of 24 things to write down when I really want to do about a thousand other things is incredibly hard. I take comfort in knowing that most of you will just skim this list and probably won't even notice this one.
A Square peg that is the same size as a round hole is never going to fit. Ah, but a square peg that is slightly smaller than a round hole? Now you've got something..
In 4th grade we made these super elaborate science projects and I won Most Creative because mine looked the best. This is probably my greatest accomplishment and I don't want to brag, but I'm kind of known as the Poster Queen, because my shit always looks awesome. Again, not trying to brag... Except that I am. So.. just saying.
I'm glad to kiss 23 goodbye.
When in doubt, be the nice person.
My parents are not always wrong, but they're not always right either. They're human, not superheros. How strange to discover.
I before E except after C is the worst grammar rule I ever learned in Elementary school and I refuse to let my future kids learn it.
I listened to the Frozen soundtrack at the gym this morning. I may be turning 24, but I still pretend like I'm 5.
I do not regret growing older. It is a privilege denied to many.