TEHYF Tuesdays: The countdown to Thanksgiving

So loves. . .

*bashfully kicks at pebbles on the ground with her head down*

The Apology.

I know I made enormous promises about a kick-ass costume and even had you vote on it (don't hate me!). I'll have you know that I had every intention of going out for Halloween with your comments in mind, but what I didn't intend on dealing with was a man named Sam. Uncle Sam.

Long story short - Halloween did not go as planned due to lack of funds and an emotional breakdown about said lack of funds. By now you should know I'm dramatic so my emotional breakdown consisted of me spending the night watching scary movies alone on Netflix as a punishment to myself, eating cookies, and avoiding trick-or-treaters at all costs. I was pretty much a Halloween Grinch, only more b*tchy. A Brinch, if you will. It happens.

Next year I should just sell-out and go as a sexy bunny or something. Grab some rabbit ears, a belly shirt, tight jeans and call it a day. Being creative is expensive.

My roommates, however, had a great time. They can do last minute costumes better than anyone I know.

One is a Scottish Man and one is a. . .sandwich?

5 Things I've realized this week.

1.) I don't know enough about Greek mythology, and I want to. After watching "Immortals" and having a very heated debate about symbolism that didn't actually exist in it, I realized this.

2.) Dieting or eating healthy in general becomes a lot easier when your roommates are health nuts. Like ALOT easier.

3.) Dare I say it . . .I miss La Madre. How many more days until Thanksgiving?!

4.) If my 15-year-old twin siblings don't tell me about a popular song, there's a good chance I will never know about it. I'm becoming one of those people. Those of you who don't already know - I don't have cable because a.) Hello, money. b.) My roomies and I don't watch enough of it and c.) It's kind of ironic and funny considering where I work.

5.) I have never not wanted kids more than I haven't wanted kids this week. Between work and people with bratty kids on the street it's like the universe has been screaming at me to not get crazy. Now I've never expressed interest in having a kid now (not for a whiiiiiile), but I have to give it up to any and all of my followers who do have children. You guys rock!

17-year-old Carry meets 22-year-old Carry

For all of you who are mathematically challenged (like I am) that's a 5 year difference. Duh.

This time five years ago I had been a college freshman for a few weeks and I'll be honest, I wasn't sure of myself. I wasn't sure how I would assimilate into that University, especially since I was very much a "people pleaser" - I wanted to get along with everyone, I wanted to do everything, and I wanted to make sure I did all of that without failing out or compromising myself. But although there were times when I got stressed or overwhelmed in school, I never once wanted to rush out of there. I knew that my college years would be the best years of my life, and they have been. So far.

Me at 17 with my lovely braces on the left, 21 on the right. I miss the burgundy-ish hair. Can't lie.

And now here I am, 22-years-old with a brother who just started college and siblings not far behind and I can't help but feel like there's a brand spankin' new chapter of my life unfolding. Everyone warns you about how much "the real world" isn't a joke. No one's going to hold your hand - you either sink or you swim. Now I don't want to say that I'm beyond that advice (y'all know I was nervous), but what if you prepped yourself so much for what was going to come that you're not experiencing any culture shock? I wouldn't say I have a full-proof plan, but I'm feeling good about things to come. I've learned (and continue to learn) that I cannot and will not please everyone. . .I just have to do what's right for me. And right now what's right for me is to compare my 17-year-old goals to my 22-year-old ones.

At 17 in 5 years I wanted to:

• Get a new network of non-high school friends by the time I graduated. Check!

• Get a license. Eh. . .not so much. And now basically living in the city hasn't helped with that. But it WILL happen!

• Meet someone I love spending time with, can be myself with, and won't make me want to attempt homicide. Check!

• Study abroad. This hasn't happened yet but I can go abroad without "studying" there.

• Graduate college with honors. Check! Ideally, I was supposed to graduate into a job. Let's give this a half-check.

And now, at 22 in 5 years (hellooooo, 27) I want to:

• Visit Europe at least once.

• Finally have my tattoo *cough*andthatlicense*cough*.

• Be set in my career, whatever that might be.

• Hopefully about to start a family with  a bunch of little CarryMels and Js. I'm not big on kids (no secret), but I feel like I might like my own.

• Be a certified Zumba instructor - everyone laughs at me when I say this but I am so serious. It's something I enjoy doing! 

I kept the list short and sweet, but there's a lot more I want to do in 5 years. I think constantly keeping sight of your goals helps a lot with making them realities, but I also think leaving a little mystery and not stressing them is what makes the ride more enjoyable.

What about you guys? What's one thing you really want to see yourself do in 5 years?

PS - I've been slackin' on my mackin' by not being consistent with my Tell 'em how you feel Tuesdays but I'm going to get that back up and running. I'm also thinking of doing something like a "Featured Follower" every week or so to help cross promote other blogs. Gotta plan that out. Oh! And I want a site button :], but I need help making one, lol.

"The Saddest Thing In Life Is Wasted Talent"

What a melancholy title, huh? Lol. Don't worry, I come with great-ish news.

I'm going to start off by saying I HAVE FINALLY MOVED. Everything is set up. I can actually sleep in the apartment without a nightlight on (that means I'm comfortable, folks). So that is what I have been spending all of these days doing through a power outage, various days of applying to jobs and a couple of family outings.

I see that big things have happened - like blogger finally getting it's life in order and giving itself a makeover. I still don't really have any idea how to find your sites through this new navigation but I'm sure it'll happen sooner or later.

I've been spending my days cleaning and cooking, so yes, I'm getting the wifey points up. I even entertained this past weekend! I started fantasizing about possibly being a housewife and leaving the money making to my man since I'm getting so good at these domestic duties, but then I remembered that I need to have the money to buy my own shoes and Sims games.

Fun fact - My first "real" job at 16 was at Walgreens where, I promise you, I got it so I could save up for all of the Sims 2 expansion packs. I got all of them and almost quit after I made enough money. Are you judging?

True Blood is an episode away from going away for a whole year and it. is. killing. me.

Special shout out to all of you who tweeted, messaged, email'd  me, sent smoke signals, etc., trying to see if I survived the hurricane and was ever going to blog again. So, um,  I did. Yay! More consistent posts to come!

J gets Boyfriend of the Week.

So, I'm still alive.

This picture was added because my boobs look incredible. Although my hair does not

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I feel like it's been ages since I've updated, so I apologize for that. Things have been reaaally hectic for a bunch of reasons I've probably already mentioned in here. I'm trying to figure out if you can donate organs for money beforehand, because that's how I'm living right now. But alas, this too shall pass.

*sigh*

I think this week has been a stressful week for a lot of people, judging from some of you guys' (spelling?) blogs that I've been ghost stalking.

Shoutout to the things this week that have successfully turned my frown upside down:

• An ever-patient boyfriend that can deal with my sporadic emotionally outburst. J get's the Boyfriend Of The Week award again. He's currently the only candidate and competitor, but that's besides the point.

• A lot of people around me have been getting good news so I'm hoping that some of that karmic goodness rubs off on me if I keep hanging around them. I'm ready to bathe in some good news.

• According to some girl who came into my (temporary) job with serious wrist issues, Red Mango has rainbow sprinkles. If you don't already know, I love all things colorful and particularly love sprinkles. 'Nuff said.

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• Yet another small thing that made my day. . .

IT'S BACK IN STOCK! & I own it.

And I'm making a big deal about it because I need to hold tightly to the small flecks of happiness that I have in my life. Phew.

I'll be moving over officially to Astoria this Saturday.

I pissed me off today

This isn't my first blog, and probably won't be my last, but this is the first time I'm going to be consistent with it (scout's honor). I think introductions are kind of corny, so I'm just going to delve right in and start talking smack.

In fact, I probably won't be doing sh-t for the majority of the summer, and even less sh-t tomorrow, depending on how I feel. The reason for this is because for the first time since I was 15, I'm not working until the very end of the summer. At first I was pissed because I hate sitting around when I could be making money but I came to the conclusion that this summer is going to be a summer of productivity in other ways. I'm going to go with the flow a little more, try to be a little less anal, play hard, love harder. . and really work on my relationship with myself and those close to me. After all, the happiest girls are the prettiest.

The most exciting, challenging, and significant relationship of all is the one you have with yourself. And if you can find someone to love the you, YOU love - well, then that's just fabulous." -- SJP, Sex and The City

I've been blessed to meet some pretty amazing people in these past few years who I'm sure you'll hear about. And of course, to balance that out, I've met some douchebags. I've learned a lot from all of them. You can ride along as I finish up my last year of college, add in tidbits of social commentary, political criticism, and daily doses of bitchiness. Hopefully you'll find some things enlightening or cute or exceptionally witty. Either way, this is fun for me and I'll be riding this until the wheels fall off.