Steve Hely, How I Became a Famous Novelist (via synecdoche)
Very true, I would have this next book written if Tumblr, PerezHilton, Facebook, Twitter, and a carnival of random internet blips weren’t so darn entertaining.
Dear Single Girl Life,
We’ve had some good times haven’t we. Honestly we were best friends during college. We went out on weeknights and didn’t care how late it was. (Seize the day right!) We could just sleep when we were dead. I enjoyed the games involved with my Single Girl Life: flirting with boys, being loud and obnoxious, sharing gossip, and of course finding different make-up combinations on Friday nights while blasting Britney Spears.
We had some great times while I lived in that cramped little studio apartment. It was all about me and you. Me living the Single Girl Lifestyle. I was concentrated on myself- my schoolwork, my career, my life and how I wanted it to be. Not in a selfish way, but it a way that a single girl will think about her aspirations and goals and work toward them.
We had some vices though, me and my Single Girl Life. Number one was a tube of cookie dough and a sappy chick flick on a Friday night. That is probably what I will miss the most about my Single Girl Life, the spontaneity. On a Friday night if I felt like it I could go out, or I could blow everyone off and stay in. It was great and fun.
But we all knew it would come to an end one day. I didn’t think it would be this soon though. This year has brought so much change and I’m halfway jumping head first into the unknown future excited, but I’m also halfway dragging my feet trying to maintain my youth.
No one really wants to grow up- but we all do. I was so caught off guard by falling in love it was hard to stop and think- wow is this all happening to fast? But it was and now here I am. My last night living the Single Girl Lifestyle
Obviously I haven’t been single for a long time but tomorrow I’ll move out of my apartment and in with my boyfriend. No more nights of sitting around in my PJ’s watching girly shows and browsing Perez Hilton. No more junk food nights. Now I’ll be living with someone, cohabiting, coexisting. Working together on this next big step in our relationship.
I’ll miss you Single Girl Life. I’ll miss our crazy and wild times, but honestly I’m glad to be moving on. Moving to more exciting times and a whole new adventure. A new beginning in my relationship with the most amazing man I’ve ever met. A new day.
Goodbye Single Girl Life
So this weekend is my 5 year high school reunion. And unlike Romy and Michele I have no axe to grind with my graduating class. I actually loved high school. I went to small small all girls prep school buried in the woods of Princeton, NJ. It was amazing, I learned so much there and made such great friends. Had I been living in Philadelphia still I probably would have gone to my reunion. But being that I am over 1,000 miles away I am not attending.
I’m feeling slightly ambivalent about this choice. On one hand I miss my friends from high school and I want to be able to see them. But then again, the ones who I miss the most I talk with on a regular basis so maybe it isn’t the fact that I’m missing old friends.
Maybe it’s that I don’t feel successful. I have this idea in my mind that going to a reunion is a chance to show how much I’ve grown since high school- but considering the fact that my current job is unexciting and doesn’t even require the college degree I’m still paying off- it’s not that impressive.
In all reality I feel like the failure of my graduating class right now. I can’t even get the book that I wrote published. So honestly I’d rather spend my time looking toward the future then reminiscing all weekend over how great high school was. I have goals to accomplish.
I’m just hoping I’ll have at least one book published by my 10 year reunion.