All posts tagged: growing up

I Didn’t Watch the Super Bowl

When I got to work on Monday, the first thing a coworker asked me was, “How did the game treat you last night?” I almost responded, “Really well! After we killed the mind controlling plant, we finally had enough XP to level up! I can’t wait–I’ve got my eye on some new spells for my elf.” And then I realized she wasn’t asking how my bimonthly Dungeons and Dragons game went. She was talking about that football game. By the time I got words out of my mouth, I replied, “Oh, I don’t football.” As a matter of fact, I don’t even know who played in the Super Bowl this year. I certainly can’t tell you who won. I really should be a football fan. I grew up with parents who watched the Cowboys like a religion. I know many of the rules and can follow a game easily. My fiance played football in high school, although that was long before I knew him. I drive regularly on Tom Landry Freeway, passing a giant picture …

My 20 Year Diary | Alana Hitchell

My name is Alana, and I’ve been writing in a diary for as long as I can remember.  I started in 1993 when I was eight years old and kept writing up until I was 28 in early 2014.  I didn’t write every single day, but I acquired plenty of diary entries over those 20 years that I thought would be fun to share.  I decided to start a blog and post each diary entry online, no matter how boring or mortifying they might be.  To make things a little more interesting, I also add photos and include present-day commentary where I provide explanations, observations, or simply poke fun at my younger self.

Getting Your S**t Together

There are a lot of 20/30somethings that have self declared that they are experiencing a quarter life crisis. If you haven’t heard the term yet you can read more about it here. Three common questions that seem to be most associated with this syndrome are: What am I going to do with my life? How do I figure it all out? How do I get my s**t together? As someone who is constantly told that I “seem to have ‘it’ all figured out” and that I “seem to have it together,” I’d like to tackle these questions.

Who You Were Before You Lost Your Innocence

Originally posted on Rosie Culture:
Losing your innocence is just a side effect of growing up. There’s no one certain thing that causes it. It doesn’t automatically go away when you turn 13 or when you lose your virginity or when you get dumped for the first time. It all varies from person to person, from age to age, from experience to experience. And it fades out slowly. When I was around 11 years old I asked my mom why everyone had cancer all of a sudden. She told me cancer has always been around, I was just realizing it now. That’s a very specific moment when I can remember something changing inside of my brain. Looking back now, can you really pinpoint the moment you stopped being naive and started getting real? Probably not. You have to reach the point in your life when you look back and realize you’ve changed. Because change isn’t something you see until you’re so different you don’t recognize yourself anymore. Your old memories barely belong to you. I’m…

How to Know You’re Getting Old in 8 Ways

Originally posted on How To Get Things Done in 10 Ways:
Obviously, I know, that at age 25 I am not old. I have a lot of life left and to fret about being old this early in the game is stupid. But sometimes I just look at things and think, “Oh God, am I getting old? I would never do that.” I can just feel the aging in moments like that.?Oh maybe that’s what they call maturing?! Maybe I am finally maturing! Wow, now I feel so fancy after that realization. Okay, so for the purpose of this post we’re going to stick with the idea that I’m getting old… 1. Talking in the movie theater The boyfriend and I went to see a movie a little bit ago, and the theater was pretty empty except for this group of teens and a few couples sprinkled throughout. Those kids had something to say at EVERY damn scene! I mean, when I was a kid, yeah, I liked to talk to my friends during the movie,…

I’m Thinking, I’m trying, I can handle it.

Originally posted on Enigma:
if all my teachers taught all their lessons sarcastically with tons of humour added, I’d learn so much more, I’m trying really hard today after all of yesterday’s shit, I’m not giving up, I’m trying, I’m listening to so much of suli that I’m now laughing :’) and my emotion’s are coming back, and my attitude and persona, I’m not giving in and I will not give up, I will try hard, at life, at school, at mosque, because I won’t let my breakdowns stop me from being me, 🙂