Well, good-bye early 20’s

I turned 26 last year and it felt like nothing happened. For a while, I’ve felt like I never grew out of my early 20’s…Sadly, age has begun to catch up to me and I’m starting to feel…old…okay fine, I’m being overly dramatic :p. I have to say here are few things that are not helping me come to terms with the fact I’m turning 27 in a couple of months:

1) I used to be able to stay awake at night during an entire movie. Now, not so much. I attempted to watch The Amazing Spider Man and passed out half-way through. Oh yea, I’m the life of the party.

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2) Sometimes, I just don’t care what I wear to bed, as long as I get to sleep. Yoga pants look good enough when my eyes won’t stay awake. Keep in mind, this only happens during non-stressful days.

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 3) I know I’m getting old when I forget things more often than my mom!

 Me:”Ohhhhh!! I gotta tell you! I saw…”

Mom: “yeah, you told me about that.”

Me: “hm, no I didn’t”

Mom: “yea, you did. You’re getting old :p!”

4) You think that’s bad? What if I told you I’m starting to pass up the chance to get rid of spiders, just because I’m too tired to try? Seriously, if that doesn’t scream ‘old,’ I don’t know what does…Spiders are rejoicing everywhere.

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5) I went to bed at 9 pm the other night, and I didn’t have to wake up early the next day…

In all fairness to my age, work has been hectic lately, so maybe that’s why I’ve been so tired. However, let’s pretend it’s because I’m too tired from fighting Orcs, and building a time machine that will take me back in time to romance Robert Downey Jr.

❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤

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Your Legacy

I always say I’m not afraid of dying, but I hope I leave a positive legacy and a published book when I do. When I was younger, I didn’t think too much about this. I just knew I wanted to make a positive impact, but when you’re a teenager you think you’re immortal, and therefore go on to live as if you had a million lives. I’m turning 27 this year (geez, 3 more years and I’m going to be 30. What the heck?), but sometimes I feel like I’m in my early 20’s. I ask myself, have I made a positive impact enough to die without regrets? I hope so, but have I fulfill all my dreams? Not yet. I still have to publish a book and have a family. Will they ever happen? I don’t know, but I know one thing: if my time to pass on came tomorrow, I won’t have any regrets, because everyday I work hard to realize those dreams. Inspiration, published books, and a loving family. I want that to be my legacy.

I found this photo of my late grandparents on their wedding day. Before this day, my grandma spent 3 years in the hospital battling Tuberculosis; she lost part of one lung. During these years, my grandparents sent love letters to each other. They met when they were teenagers and grew old together. She lived 15 years longer than what the doctors had previously told her, and she gave birth to 3 children. Every time I look at their photos, I’m reminded of their legacy; Love, Trust, Faith, Courage, Perseverance. Against all odds, they grew old together. When I was a child, my grandpa was diagnosed with cancer and the doctors gave him 5 months to live. He beat it and lived until he was 85. They both suffered and survived together. Their legacies make me not want to complain about anything.

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What legacy do you wish to leave?

 

❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤

Daily Prompt: Only Sixteen

The Daily Post wants to know: Tell us all about the person you were when you were sixteen. If you haven’t yet hit sixteen, tell us about the person you want to be at sixteen.

I’m 26 today. I was sixteen 10 years ago! Ouch, that feels  like so long ago!

Do you really want to know what I was like? Honestly, I wasn’t rebellious; although, I tried to be. When I was 16, I got purple streaks on my hair, which I thought was going to be my breakthrough into high school rebellion. But, I ruined any chances of being a rebel by joining the Art club, and becoming my science’s teacher pet. After failed and very sad attempts at joining the evil side, I just gave up. I’m going to be brutally honest and say I NEVER tried drugs or cigarettes. Yes, I was offered, but my classmates ran away when I gave them a semi-speech on the cons of drug usage —I really was not helping my own cause — but luckily, they didn’t use that against me throughout the rest of high school (lucky?). I did manage to get detention a couple of times due to my talking; I just could not shut up, but I wasn’t trying to get detention. What else? Oh yes, boys, I was into them, yes for sure. I had a huge crush on this guy and purposely sat behind them in Geography class, just so he would turn around and ask for help; he did, and we became friends, but nothing more. If you wanted to read about me humping my crush on my teacher’s desk, that’s not happening, because I never did that (but I did think about it. Hey! I was 16). I was caught drooling one day by my gorgeous Geography teacher, though. Think about it for just a second, my crush is sitting in front of me and my teacher is lustfully (in my mind) talking about earthquakes, how could I not drool? It wasn’t all about boys, it was also about the Backstreet Boys…oh wait, ha ha, they ARE boys, oops! Again, I would drool at every clip played on MTV –when they truly played music — and constantly remind everyone how wonderful they’re.

After writing all of that, I have concluded that when I was 16, I was an art-science-chatterbox girl who loved to drool over boys, and discovered it was not in her nature to be evil.

 

❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤

 

 

Growing – A to Z Challenge

A to Z Challenge letter: G

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Growing

My two posts today have been about Growing up. I like to believe you can grow in at least 3 ways; height, age, maturity. It doesn’t mean we all do our growing at the same time or we all get to achieve it. I don’t know when I stopped growing in height, I still want to believe I’m getting a bit taller every year :p. For the curious cats out there, last time I checked I was 5’3” (or 5’2”). I don’t really care about height, unless I’m trying to reach for something that is high; I don’t like to grab ladders, it’s too much work sometimes (talk about laziness). In reality,science says I won’t get any taller, but my hip bones might get wider, and if you want my honest opinion, I do not give a flying… yeah that word I never say (I don’t swear).

Having said that, it brings me to the topic of ageing, and that my friends is something we will do until we die, so we better try to get used to it. I’m not afraid to admit that I do feel a bit old sometimes, and I get scared of ageing, not because of wrinkles or who knows what I’ll get, but because I want to achieve every goal I have. I’m doing my best to meet my goals and I have achieved some dreams, but I want to be able to do them all. Apparently, I do not look 26. I still get carded (which is an ego boost I suppose) and people think I look 20. Perhaps, I will appreciate this fact more when I’m in my 40’s and people tell me I look 30. I’m sure my wallet will appreciate me not spending money on anti-ageing products. I may have stopped growing in height, but I will always grow in age, and that brings me to the topic of maturity.

Maturity isn’t easily achieved, and just because you get older does not mean you suddenly become mature. I’m going to speak for myself on this one, because I know everyone is different. I think one does not realize when we achieve maturity, because we never really do. That’s the beauty of it. Everyday we grow in a different way, and get thrown life lessons at us from every direction, thus changing our perspectives, and hopefully for a better us. Today, I overcame my fear of bugs, I still fear arachnids, but I overcame something today. I grew today. I learned to appreciate a bug’s life (so cute like the movie :p). I have definitely become more responsible and learned not to dwell in my own sorrows, because there is always something better out there. I do believe things happen for a reason, and as impatient as I may be, now I choose to wait, as opposed to digging myself in a hole of anxiety (oh the teenage early adult years). Maturity isn’t about a sudden change of who you are, it is about accepting that you deserve a good life and embarking on the path that you deserve.

❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤