"My name is fawn and I like food" was what I said when the RA asked us to introduce ourselves to our floor freshman year. It worked out well for me then and shall suffice now. I'm not a journalist or some prolific writer in any way-- I don't have an agenda or a cause. I'm just a girl with a blog.
Life is short. I remember just turning 17 and now I’ll be 24 in 2 weeks. As you get older, time will only go by faster.
The worst feeling you can have is to look back on your formative years and realize that you’ve spent most of it crying in the bathroom, doing what you hate with people you hate; that time is running away from you and in the end you have nothing to show for it. Moreover, you are left ragged and worn. The older you get, the more vibrant you should be. After all, you’ve played, you’ve seen and eaten things, you’ve experienced more of this wonderful world. At least, that’s how it should be.
If something is holding you back, bumming you out, and bringing you down. Do something about it or do something else that will make you happy. Stay young, go dancing!
There is no time to waste doing something that makes you unhappy, or being with someone who makes you unhappy. Stop thinking about the future and and being scared. Think about the now and if it works for you now, it’ll keep working for you. Live life while it’s happening before it passes you by. I promise, you won’t regret it.
