However, with that said-I tried really hard to make time for myself on my birthday. As of September 26th, I turned 25!!! I can you believe that? I'm at this point now. 25 shouldn't be a huge year in age but for some reason, I kind of feel like it's the adult mark. The true adult mark where you can make decisions and truly make them because you have enough life experience as an adult at this point to make them. This doesn't mean that you'll stop learning or that your decision making is always the best but...how can I explain one's early 20s from my own personal experience...?
Your early 20s are a strange experimental phase. You're an adult but you're not used to BEING one. You're not used to being called a "lady" because you've been referred to as 'girl' all your life. You slowly begin to realize that you're somewhat of an authority figure. You have the option to say no. You don't have to lay down and take it when someone talks to you rudely. You're at the age where it's absolutely okay to stand up for yourself without being demeaned as a child. But you're not in realization of this until much later. Or at least I wasn't. It didn't occur to me until maybe a year ago. That I had the option to do things my way and that be respected.
I know a lot of people talk about people in their mid-twenties having it together. While some might have their careers started and be even happily married with children or a house (which is REALLY bizarre for me. That's so young in my eyes... That or it's just because I can't see myself doing any of that) others might not. And that's okay. As long as you're working towards the direction you want to strive for at the end (and even then it might change. Shit happens) then that's what important. Age is just a number when it comes to accomplishments and growth. It's something that has to happen on your own terms because only you know yourself best. And that's what I have learnt in my early twenties.
People are always caught up with comparing each other or talking a bunch of smack about someone who might be struggling or aren't quite there yet in terms of their life's accomplishments or priorities. But instead of judging, we should be encouraging. Because quite honestly? We've all been there at one point in our lives. Whether it was earlier on or later on. I feel like once you've hit your mid-twenties, you've gained enough life experience to not have everything be the fuck about you. You learn to empathize because you've been through some bullshit whether it be minor or major.
With that kept in mind, the complete opposite happens where you have to FORCE yourself to be self-centered. You have to think about you because you're your own best friends. In your early twenties, I think you start realizing who your true real friends are. You start realizing who you click with and who you don't... And unlike in your school years where you see people on the constant to be able to make up to talk it out-as you grow older. Friendships take effort. Why? Because maybe you don't see each other as often. Maybe you're at wits end and don't want to tolerate some shit and it's easier to avoid someone because it takes effort to keep in contact in the first place.
What, I can say is-cherish your friendships in your twenties as best as you can. Friends are far and few in between when you grow older. The harder it is to MAKE friends and put the effort in to stay in contact.
Which brings me onto the lighter topic of my own birthday and what I did. My actual birthday was on a Monday. I had class. But I still went to class looking agejo'd up as fuck. I wore ma*rs to class...had top and bottom lashes in. I'm very sure people were like "who the fuck does this bitch thinks she is?" LOL But that's okay. It was the highlight of my actual birthday!
Here is my outfit and make up for that day:
Afterwards, a couple days later. I spent some time with someone important to me. They treated me to really delicious Korean food in Dublin/Pleasanton. We literally had the best popcorn chicken we literally had in all our lives. I had some glorious bulgogi cravings (because we don't have decent K-BBQ where I live) so I got that. We ended up strolling around the outlet malls window shopping and the like. Afterwards we just went for boba and chatted for a couple of hours. In all it was very nice and relaxing. I appreciated every moment of it. Thank you for bringing me all my favorite things to eat and see. :)
AND THEN A WEEK LATER, true yolo was the definition of my San Francisco trip. Because I had no idea the fuck it was happening. I had literally 100.00 on me and stretched that shit (and then got more money LATER after my SF trip. wtf?). I went with Katie and Michelle who live semi-close to where I'm at.
It was a super fun trip honestly despite it being completely unexpected and knowing that at the time, I was seriously yolo-ing it in every type of way.
We played lots of Pokemon and ate lots of food. LOL And eventually met up with my food friends Tiffiny and Mai for even more food with added derpage. For details on that trip-click the video below~
Until next time guys~
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