Today I am 29 y'all! If you’d have asked me at 20 where I saw myself at the opposite end of the decade, I likely wouldn’t have placed myself here, but I am so happy with where I’m sitting now. As I’ve look back over my 20’s it’s kinda amazing to see the things that I’ve learned, (and the things that that I’m mildly surprised didn’t kill me. Basically beer bongs. They should have killed me for sure.) Here are just a few of the things I learned when I was 28…
That you can have a group of friends that is nothing short of family. That they will be there not only for Saturday night dance circles, but when you’re broke, you’re sick, or you’re PMSing in a way that makes the Queen of the Damned look like a Disney Princess. And that having these people in your life is better than 1000 facebook acquaintances any day.
That a can of gold spray paint will automatically make anything look better.
That I’ll never be as sweet or wholesome as I wish I was. I’m often a blunt, foul mouthed, sarcastic, tattooed chick with a pretty epic resting bitch face. (Though most of the time I don’t mean it. The bitchface that is. The sarcasm I always mean.) Most of the time it takes me multiple times together to actually like most people. And that’s just who I am. (But I promise that unless you’re a 20something girl who says words like “YOLO” and “totes adorbs” I will get over it and likely love you.)
That learning to change your oil yourself will not only save you money, but make you feel like a total badass.
That worrying about what other people think of you is a waste of time. And if you go into every situation without that stress burdening you, you will often have the best time ever, and make everyone wish they could be that free. Judgment? Give zero fucks.
That if you want leggings to be pants, then damn it they are. Pants that stretch are the secret to a happy life that our grandmothers have been keeping for years. (I can’t wait till muumuus become hot.)
That regardless of how old or experienced you become, you will never fully feel like you’re aren’t just playing at being an adult.
That being said, that no one has the right to tell you you’re too old for something. So what if I love dinosaurs, Disney, playing beer pong, and wearing age inappropriate rompers?
That moonshine is almost always a terrible/great idea.
That you can’t fix everyone. I’ve been a fixer my entire life. It’s annoying. Sometimes you’ve gotta just let people go their own way, even if that’s off a cliff.