Life is a funny thing. Funny in that you can sit and you can contemplate age, complain about the year you are in, the obstacles holding you back. But no matter what you do, who you talk to, or how hard you think about things, life moves on. You age.
Whether you hide under the covers for ever and evers, you will age. Whether you drink a gallon of apple cider vinegar (because some people think that is the cure to all…), you will age. Whether you worry about tomorrow or enjoy the present, you will age.
Soon, the word “teen” becomes a thing of the past and you are suddenly a “legal” adult. But the question is: are you a real adult?
Continue reading ➞ Are You An Adult?
I just turned 21 years old.
I’m a big girl now.
Yet, I’m constantly faced with moments when I realize I’m not adulting to maximum capacity.
Or those times that I forget I am a functioning adult because of the long list of things I fail at doing—a list other, adultier adults accomplish on a regular day basis.
Continue reading ➞ I Fail As An Adult
I don’t know when it truly hit me. But I feel like I was staring at a wall somewhere when the thought finally occurred.
I never considered myself as busy. Whenever I heard people say, “I’m too busy” or “I never have the time,” I always thought it was the lamest excuse, and the most transparent one that simply meant, “Netflix takes higher priority.”
I still think it’s a lame excuse. I think if you truly put effort, you will find the time. You just don’t want to.
I’ve always thought, “there are enough hours in the day. Just sleep less.” Easier said than done.
Suddenly, all my thoughts and skeptical sayings have caught up with me, and I am now living it. The good thing is caffeine replaces sleep, right?
Continue reading ➞ Busy, Busy, Busy