my friend is a d.bag.

i linked one of my friends to my blog, and she made fun of the title, "we are nowhere, and it's now."  besides being a major d-bag (kidding), i don't think this Hell-A bimbo (kidding again) really understood the meaning behind it. she was all like, "huh? I don't get transcendentalism!" first of all, it’s “existentialism.” Second of all, it wasn't even thinking about existentialism: it’s a Bright Eyes song. 

I think the title of my blog is a very fitting description of the people of our generation.  Maybe not everyone, but just people like me: a lame wanderlust of sorts, bound by societal norms; a person who dreams big and does little, and is therefore stuck in a constant loop of nothing’s-happening-ness. Who else has felt kind of helpless trying to keep up with life’s expectations? 

It’s like this: I’m nowhere near where I expected myself to be at this point of my life. This “nowhere-ness” is a state of being. Instead of being at some monumental stage of my life (i.e. amazing career! Marriage and babies! Making millions!) I’m in the middle ground, where every day is like the day before, only you look a little older. Depressing, but true.

So, to conclude: I am nowhere, and it’s now.

where did everyone go?

the older you get, the smaller your group of friends become.

new year, new beginnings.

Happy 2010.

Until a few days ago, I was pretty set on not making any resolutions of any kind for this year. I thought it was pretty pointless to make promises to myself that I would not keep, especially since I hate broken promises (even when they’re made to and for myself).

However, I’m such an imperfect person that I have no choice but to make quite a few resolutions for 2010. First and foremost, I need to get my financial situation in check. I need to budget, save, and be smart with my money. I’ve had a problem managing my money since I started receiving an allowance from my parents in the 6^th grade. My dad would always say (and still says), “It doesn’t matter if you had $10 or $1,000, you’d still manage to spend all of it.” I always assumed that as I matured, so would my spending habits, but I’ve somehow managed to continue sucking at saving. I’m TWENTY FREAKING SIX years old. I need to buy a house, get married, make babies (…eventually)! How am I supposed to do any of that when I’m buying shit off Gilt/Amazon/[anyshoppingsite].com every other day? So for this year, I’m really going to try to curb my online purchases, and be wiser with my spending/budgeting. We’ll see how this goes. :T

Adulthood sucks.