Friday, July 22, 2011

My Last Day as a 24-Year-Old

Welp, it's finally happened.
After today, I won't be considered an "Early 20's" individual.
I will be a quarter of a century.

When did this happen?
I feel like just yesterday I was playing Mermaids in my pool.
Yeah...I did that, and I am not ashamed.
Even if I was 16.
Don't judge me.

This past year as a 24-year old has gone so quick.
But isn't that what we say every year?

One Year Ago
I was living in Escondido with my Mamma, unemployed.
Oh, those were the simple days.
Roomie and I were getting ready to start looking at places to move to in San Diego.
I was "off" again with (ex)boyfriend.
Little did I know how many on again/off again moments I would have with that D-Bag.
I was sad because my Mamma was getting ready to move to Georgia.
I wasn't eating as healthy as I should have and I'm pretty sure I weighed a good 14
pounds more than I do now.
Let's hope I never get to that weight again.
Jeans don't feel so good being that tight.

I'd like to say I've learned a lot in the last year.
I feel older.
But most importantly, I feel more independent and comfortable with myself.
These past few months, being single, I've been enjoying myself.
I'm learning that it's okay to stay home. alone.
I'm learning that I don't need a boyfriend to be happy.

Turning 25, all depressing jokes aside, is actually quite exciting to me.
I'm eager to see what this next year has in store for me.
Will I still be at the same job next year?
Or will I have a quarter life crisis and become a stripper?
Will I still live in San Diego next year?
Or will I finally travel the world like I've been wanting?
Will I be in a relationship next year?
Or will I forever dedicate myself to a nunnery?

Who knows.
But I'm excited to find out.

TGIF, my friends, TGIF.




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