For How Long Will I Be Considered Young? | My 20s

Just came back from San Antonio yesterday. I am not sure if this is going to be a common occurrence now but I feel like these days, I need to leave a trip to really internalize how much I enjoyed that trip. It is always hard to travel with other people and to travel for so long. It was only four days, but four days was my max. I was getting irritated but I think the reasons for that are more complex than just being with one person or being away from home for too long. But I'll expand on that later.  It was a really nice trip though. I went with my best friend, D, and we did so much in those four days. My highlights, in no particular order: Getting drunk and going to a lights art exhibit. Going on a drive-thru safari. Walking through Market Square, catching some glimpses of live Spanish music, and eating tacos there. Eating at La Panaderia. Drank mimosas and stocked up on pastries there. They were all so good. Eating at  La Fonda on Main. Probably one of the best meals I had in...

It's been a busy week and it's only Wednesday. Currently, I am working on this webpage for my team and for some reason, it was really hard for me to focus on building it. Basically, this page is supposed to look for certain files in a folder and allow the user to view them within the UI. There were a few things that made it complicated. For example, I needed to create an interface that allowed the user to switch between files in the most recent folder and then, all the files before that. I also have to use this one UI library that some random team at our company created and the components are all ugly and the the documentation for it sucks, so I'm sort of just winging it and working around it. Even with all that, the problems I'm trying to solve aren't anything that my brain can't figure out. During one of our scrum meetings, my manager said I should start making screenshots of my progress on the webpage. Of course, that freaked me the fuck out. Not enough for m...

So I can't stop thinking about my friend and her "man" and the latest disgusting thing he did to her. I figured if I write it all out in a blog post, it will help ease my mind. I am so so so annoyed with him and because of that, I am so annoyed with her as well. I have tried to be as understanding as possible for the almost two years that she's been with him. I know there is nothing I could have done or said to prevent what she went through with him. But I hate how easily she slipped into the cracks of such an evil man and how everything could have been avoided if she had just given herself time to breathe after her last boyfriend. I am not going to go through my past blog posts now but I'm sure I've already spoken about this man before. I don't know what I called him in past posts but for the purpose of this post, I'll call him Dick. I won't go too much into the details of their past, but I think a current rundown of where they are at now should s...

It's been a few months since I fled Florida and started living with my parents. I'm still paying for an apartment in Florida, having abandoned my friend that I had promised to live with. The prospect of being with family was just too good and my father and my brothers had made the 13-hour car ride all the way here. Non-stop. It was now or never. I had to go.  Being at home has been pretty good. My family keeps making comments about my weight and saying "I look good". I think it means I've gained. I haven't checked the scale though but the pants that I bought from Banana Republic that I liked because they were slouchy and different from what I usually wear are now fitted. And since it actually gets cold in Maryland, I had to stop wearing my sandals and my shoes have been tighter? I really don't want to know how much weight I've gained. I don't need that right now.  The new program I've been working for has been pretty cool. It's not the prog...

The world as I knew it quickly dissipated before my eyes and I didn't even see it coming. It started crumbling as I was on my way back to Florida after a trip to New Orleans with my best friend from college and her best friend from high school. We sat in the airport, still oblivious to what was really going on. I dusted powdered sugar--the messy remnants from my airport beignet--from my hands. I was feeling relieved. At the beginning of the trip, I lost my ID in the streets of New Orleans but somehow, I was able to seamlessly get through airport security without it. Losing my ID seemed to be the result of the perfect combination of wrong decisions. On the day of the tragedy, we decided to take a 20-minute walk to a popular New Orleans restaurant for brunch. I decided to wear my new pair of American Eagle jeans with a hole in the left pocket, unbeknownst to me. And I decided to keep my ID and credit card in that same left pocket. We got to the restaurant, The Ruby Slipper Cafe, an...

I had the most peaceful weekend I've ever had in a long while. I went out on Thursday to Ladies Night at this one bar after a guyfriend asked me to go out. It was funny because I was actually considering asking a group to go but I was feeling a little tired, had just gotten back from a salsa class, and was erring on the side of just staying in. When I got the text, I felt like it had been a sign. I got ready and was ready to share an Uber with the guyfriend when he told me that he didn't want to go anymore because the girl he was interested in would be there with a guy she likes. For the purposes of this post, I will refer to the guyfriend as The Ginger. I was disappointed but I completely understood. I was actually annoyed with the girl because she seemed to be stringing him along even though she was not into him. It would be one thing if she saw The Ginger as just a good friend but from getting to know her, I realized that she simply craved male attention and liked to kee...