Sick to My Stomach

Sometimes, things sicken me. 


I feel so violated. 

It's Too Late to Post

Really?


After six fucking months, that's what you're going to say to me? 

Guess what I just Realized, you Guys

In a little bit over four (!) months, I will be at the...
BEACH.


And I will get to stay there for a little bit over four (!) months.


I can walk barefoot on the beach for 120 days in a row if I want to. 


Sand will be EVERYWHERE.


I will be able to scream at seagulls to GET AWAY FROM MY FOOD, YOU MONSTERS.


I get to show Best Friend and Boyfriend my home!!


I feel so giddy inside.


I'm going home, you guys. I get to go home!

You are so Beautiful... to Me

Reminds me of somebody that I used to know... for the times I need to remember. I did not write/produce this. From here.  Produced & performed by TAL, Ira Glass, and Russell Banks.


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" 'No," she said firmly. "You're ashamed of being seen with me. You'll sleep with me, all right, but you won't go out in public with me.' "


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" 'You think I'm just so much meat, and all you've got to do is call up the butcher shop and cancel your order. Well, now you're going to find out different. You can't cancel your order. I'm not meat. I'm not one of your pretty little girlfriends who come running when you want them and go away when you get tired of them. I'm different. I got nothing to lose, Ron. Nothing. So you're stuck with me, Ron.' "


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One of those Moments that Needs to Happen

I say a lot of things a lot of the time.

I don't care.

It doesn't matter.

You're right, I'm totally going to do that.

Saying is believing, right?

Wrong.

But tonight, I am declaring myself done. I'm sick of being jealous for petty, superficial reasons. I'm tired of caring about situations that don't deserve the time of day. It's over. I am pulling myself out.

But it may matter, but it shouldn't. I refuse to let absurd, infectious, poisoning things affect me like this anymore. They aren't worth it.

But you know what is worth it? My life right now. It deserves my focus and attention. That's what I'm going to concentrate on.

I can't promise that I'll stop caring. But I can promise that my future, my friends, and my family will now be my first priority both in reality and in my mind.

Yes, yes you overwhelm me sometimes and in all the right ways
how I can't even look at you without feeling overwhelmed
and things are not always perfect
but things are always right. 

And now I am twenty.

Dear me,

Is it weird that I'm writing a letter to myself? Oh, well. I'm going for it.

Birthdays always kind of freak me out, at least in terms of my own. I LOVE getting presents, but when all that focus and pressure is on me, it makes me anxious. So I was insistent on getting a low key birthday this year. As long as presents were involved. Presents are non-negotiable.

It was a good birthday. Making Doctor Who-themed drinks with my very best friends, having dinner with all the people I love the most, seeing my family, and having things planned with Boyfriend. Low key in all the right ways. Happy birthday to me!

Low key is good. Especially after this last year. This year, the last year of my teenagedom, was vaguely focused on the idea of growing up. I had to get my life together. I took a serious, big step in the direction of choosing a career, put myself in a healthy relationship that has the potential for a future, and I tried to focus on the things and people that I want to focus on for the rest of my life.

College is strange. Who knows what they want to at nineteen? I certainly didn't. Or don't. And so I took a leap and went in the direction of something that I instinctively felt good about. I made the right call. Whenever I tell someone, at least someone who matters, what my major is, the response is always the same. "Did you really think you belonged anywhere else?" I don't.

I also don't know where my current relationship is headed, but I know that it's headed somewhere. I love finally feeling as though I am with the right person at the right time. He makes me happy, he makes me laugh, and he makes me work harder to be a better person. I can't say what our future holds but I love that there is the possibility of a future.

I am so lucky to have this brilliant, quirky, loving group of friends assembled from both high school and college. Sometimes I roll my eyes at the fact that my best friends now were my best friends in high school, but really? I am so lucky to have had them for so long! And the people I've met since being in college are so wonderful. They are unique and hilarious and I can't imagine my world without them. That's not to say I haven't lost friends this year. It sucks in a sense, but sometimes ties have to be cut. People may not think those ties are being cut for the right reasons, but I know that my reasons are good ones. Sometimes, it's best just to move on. And my family... Oh, my amazingly imperfect family. I don't have the words to describe how much they mean to me. This past year has truly shown me their importance and how much I value every single member of my family. I am so blessed by the people in my life.

So do I know what this next year will hold? I certainly didn't expect anything that happened last year. But with all these incredible things and people in my life, I'm content to sit back and enjoy the journey, feeling like I'll be pleasantly surprised as to where I end up. I am right where I should be and that feeling is the best present I could ask for as I head into my twenties.

Happy birthday to me!