The time has come and gone once again, as it always does, and my new 22 is rolling into 23. I feel like 23 is a very oddly shaped and ambiguous number. It’s somewhere in between the newfound fun of 21 and the semi-adultness (yes, new word creation) of 25.
With that being said, I still have a great feeling about the next year. We will see what lessons this year brings, and reflect on what the past 22 have taught me already. These lessons are peculiar and in no particular order, just like my life thus far. Enjoy.
That office job will always be there, opportunity to travel won’t.
Find something you love doing and never stop chasing it.
Your parents are right more often than you’ll be happy to admit to.
Try out a few different hairstyles! You might end up being pleasantly surprised, just like I was…
Put your phone down and connect with those around you.
Queen will NEVER go out of style. Ever.
Don’t stress, you will lose the extra weight you gained in college
It’s the little things that make life so special.
7/11 will save your life (and stomach) in Asia.
Spend more time by the ocean.
Heck yes, get a second plate of food.
Ear plugs are a valuable packing essential anywhere you travel. (Yes, I am an 80 year old woman trapped in a 23 year old’s body.)
There is only one way to live your life, and that is the way which makes you happiest.