I got Vespa spayed. However, I think she might be more broken now than she was before I fixed her. See below (and watch til the end!)
PS: Yes, I do feel guilty about being the worst mommy ever
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Friday, July 2, 2010
Happy Birthday to me!
Welcome to 24. (No, not the TV show) Today, I'm addressing the now clichéd "quarter-life crisis". While yes, it is an overused buzz word, it's not a myth. Several of my friends, as well as myself, are dealing with some hefty identity and life trajectory questions.
The main dilemma being: WHAT THE HECK ARE WE DOING?! Nobody seems to know. Which, I guess goes with the territory. We freak out with the pressure of having all the answers right now. The truth is, most of us don't. We're winging it. And sometimes we are forced to rely on that all-important skill honed throughout our academic careers - BS. We are going to fake it as convincingly as we can until either we get some answers, or we fake it well enough that it becomes a reality. Whatever "it" is.
Things get tougher when you think you do have some answers - move to Vancouver, get a job with a work visa in order to later go to grad school as a permanent resident of Canada (Happy belated Canada Day, BTW) - and then realize that those may not be the best answers for where your life should take you next. For those of you more familiar with my situation, I really want you to know that there are no hard feelings here whatsoever. We simply made the mature realization that that move would not be the right decision for this point in our lives. But, what do you do when you think your life is headed one way and then have to regroup and figure out the next step?
The solution is in the question. Simply, you regroup and figure out the next step. Duh. You embrace your freedom to do whatever your heart desires. So things have stalled - use the time to do some soul searching, some researching and some re-evaluating and take some baby steps. Any step forward is progress!
It's all good y'all! So raise a toast to me and my b-day twin, Lindsay Lohan. And thank goodness I'm not in her shoes!
The main dilemma being: WHAT THE HECK ARE WE DOING?! Nobody seems to know. Which, I guess goes with the territory. We freak out with the pressure of having all the answers right now. The truth is, most of us don't. We're winging it. And sometimes we are forced to rely on that all-important skill honed throughout our academic careers - BS. We are going to fake it as convincingly as we can until either we get some answers, or we fake it well enough that it becomes a reality. Whatever "it" is.
Things get tougher when you think you do have some answers - move to Vancouver, get a job with a work visa in order to later go to grad school as a permanent resident of Canada (Happy belated Canada Day, BTW) - and then realize that those may not be the best answers for where your life should take you next. For those of you more familiar with my situation, I really want you to know that there are no hard feelings here whatsoever. We simply made the mature realization that that move would not be the right decision for this point in our lives. But, what do you do when you think your life is headed one way and then have to regroup and figure out the next step?
The solution is in the question. Simply, you regroup and figure out the next step. Duh. You embrace your freedom to do whatever your heart desires. So things have stalled - use the time to do some soul searching, some researching and some re-evaluating and take some baby steps. Any step forward is progress!
It's all good y'all! So raise a toast to me and my b-day twin, Lindsay Lohan. And thank goodness I'm not in her shoes!
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