SHYNESS IS NICE & SHYNESS CAN STOP YOU FROM DOING ALL THE THINGS IN LIFE YOU'D LIKE TO

I think I'm getting over the growing up thing, at least for now. I'm adding the "at least for now" because I can easily imagine my 27-year-old self reading that line and sighing with shame. Because really, it's a pretty cheeky thing to say when you're 22. Still, though, my job and general living situation has changed many parts of me this year. I say "what the hey" when I mean "what the hell" and "oh shoot" instead of "oh shit." I can't help but create nostalgia from the messy, wrecked houses and friendships and costumes I used to occupy, even though I know that those things only constituted "a good time" in the most superficial way. That is to say that it was always someone else's idea of a good time, and not my own. Now I posess all of those symbols of mature decision making: the ability to pay my bills on time, the ability to save money, a tendency to throw around administrative speak like "tactical planning," responsible driving. I'm going to stop before this becomes one girl's "Fitter, Happier," because we all know that song is really about COMPLACENCY and not necessarily about taking care of yourself.

Also, I would never pour boiling water on the ants.