a: to spring up and develop to maturity
b: to be able to grow in some place or situation
c: to assume some relation through or as if through a process of natural growth
. . .
If I were to give an honest definition of myself, it would probably be something like this:
: an anxious ball of energy with the mouth of a sailor. Can’t focus on a single hobby long enough to finish it. Enjoys Oreos a little too much.
I think that we would all like to alter our self definitions here and there. I would love to be the girl that has it all figured out. I would love to be the girl that wakes up early every morning to greet the songbirds and has a productive, mentally stable day fueled by sunshine and rainbows. Instead, I am more like a swamp monster that only gets out of bed after hitting snooze four times before dumping the nearest food-like item into my mouth and rushing out the door.
I am twenty-two and there’s no better time to keep a blog than at the pinnacle of my awkward twenties as I try to fumble my way through adulthood. I am in the process of trying to improve my physical and mental well being all while balancing the end of my college years and the beginning of an entirely new section of my life. I want this blog to be a journey for not just me, but for whoever else is reading this. If you’re in your awkward twenties too, I hope that you can learn from my mistakes and successes and know that the rest of us twenty-somethings are out here trying to figure it all out, just like you are. If you’re not in your twenties, maybe you’ll at least find some entertainment here (and maybe some good advice, we’ll see).
I hope that my sarcasm and humor can keep you in this journey with me as I work on being the person that I want to be. There’s a lot of growing to do, but I can’t wait to see where I’ll end up.