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On Being a Twentysomething

Ooh boy. This is one of those posts I knew I’d get to at some point but never really imagined it being here. The weird thing is that I knew exactly when it should be written. Today. I needed it out today because as of today, I am no longer in my twenties. In years past, I’ve tried to sum up only the previous year and what it meant to me. But this occasion is so momentous and it’s more than a year. It’s a decade. It’s Continue reading →

27 Things About Turning 27

I turned 27 a couple of weeks ago, so I decided to write-up a list of 27 things that went through my head recently about turning 27. I had to get a new driver’s license because the one I got at 18 expired. It’s something you think is always a few years out until you get the card in the mail saying you need to renew. Then it hits you. If I was my parents at my age, I’d have a 2-year-old, a 3-year-old, and a Continue reading →

Birthday Pints

I try not to brag about things because it’s unbecoming. However, sometimes I really need to climb atop a tall building and shout for all to hear, “I HAVE SOMETIME AWESOME THAT YOU NEED TO HEAR ABOUT!” This time around, I want to shout about how great my girlfriend, Ellie, is. She was unable to make it to my birthday celebrations a week ago. It wouldn’t have made sense for her to come home for the weekend, go back to school for a couple of Continue reading →

Dad, This One’s for You

I’m a terrible, awful, no good son. Of all the things I could have forgotten to do, why-oh-why did I choose this? Did I choose? What does it matter? What matters is that I forgot to wish my father, the man who helped create me, raise me, and guide me along in my life, a happy birthday. The worst part? It wasn’t just any old birthday; it was an old birthday. My father was born June 4, 1962. He was born and raised in Chicago. He attended Continue reading →

November – Day 22

Today is my birthday. I was afraid that no one would remember that today is my birthday. One reason being that I’m not on Facebook any more. I tried being less obnoxious about it this year. Bot lo and behold, my school remembered. A handful of classes sang Happy Birthday to me and wished me the best in the years to come. Some presented me with chocolate. Two teachers got me a basket of fruit and the English department wished me the best and gave Continue reading →