1. I was watching a show and there was a thirty year old woman in it and she had three children already. I was like well, she is old enough. Then I was like woah, I’m going to be thirty in five years. Then I was like…um..hell no I’m not having kids in five years. I simply just can’t imagine myself having children in the near 5, 10, or 15 years. I want to accomplish so many things and having children will simply just stop me from accomplishing my goals. Is that mean? I don’t think so.

2. I’m thinking of creating my own bucket list. I want to do so many things and I’m not getting any younger. It’s time to really do what I want to do and not worry about what other people might think. If I want to try it, do it, go there…then I should. I need to start living. Not dangerously or recklessly. Just live. Just travel whenever I have the chance. Just dye my freaking hair. Just run. Just have a picnic. Just stop being self-conscious and just be me.

1. They say it’s going to be the end of the world tomorrow at 6pm (eastern time). I’m not too worried though, since I’m not really into any religion. But what I really don’t get is those people who actually believe it and who are wasting their “last hours” telling others about it. I would be with my family at like Disneyland, going on insane spending sprees, or eating like crazy if I knew it was the end of the world…

2. It’s hard for me to give others constructive criticism, mostly because 3/4 of the time I feel like I’m being mean. I hate being mean to people I know or people I have to see again. If I don’t know you, it’s kind of different because I probably will never see you again. I hate giving constructive criticism because I feel like it’s going to be really awkward the next time I see you. I feel awkward enough without ever having criticized you. So yeah, I need to work on being tougher though. Like giving others constructive criticism will not only benefit them but also myself. Especially as a teacher, it’s really important that I work on that.

3. My brother’s prom is today and it makes me feel so freakin’ old! Oh my, it’s crazy how old I am. Like next year, I’m 25! WHAT?! Like 1/4 of my life is gone (hopefully). So not only do I feel old but I also find myself thinking about the past. Like I will forever be tied to my best friend because we decided to skip out on prom and have an awesome tea party instead. I LOVE that! I love that I was able to think for myself and didn’t just follow the crowd. I have to give myself and my bestie a pat on the back for that! :P