I found my voice through this column, and I am forever indebted because of that. You guys have been with me through graduation, post-college life, struggles to find a job, a few bumpy relationships, and you were even there when I decided to go falling in love and more recently, get engaged. It’s been quite the ride.
No one is going to hold your hand and while that is completely scary, nerve-racking and ominous, it's also completely freeing.
I know what people say about our generation, we're 23 going on 54. Always complaining about having to wear pants and telling kids to get off our lawns. And while we do tend to exaggerate our "old age," here are 10 more subtle, but incredibly real, ways you're kinda sorta becoming a grown up.
It’s always been really hard for me to come to terms with the fact that I’m a full-grown adult. This is mainly because I still live with my parents where I remain holed up in my childhood bedroom, so I never feel like one. They pay for my food and shelter and cell phone bill (Hey, it’s cheaper on the family plan, okay? Don’t judge me.)
It's OK to sound like a doofus 90% of the time but let's reel it back when we're talking to VIPs.
Another study confirms that recent graduates are having a hard time.
Post-grad life was supposed to be like an episode of Friends where everyone works amazing jobs and lives in giant ass apartment in amazing neighborhoods. Life was supposed to be a sitcom. Well, we now know that post-grad life is definitely not like a sitcom.
This is important data because it debunks the longstanding myth that the reason why millennials are having employment issues is because they lack technical skills or chose to study liberal arts instead of science, technology, engineering or math (STEM).
But what if for one day, we could all just react to life's complications like a toddler? What if, as adults, we were the ones that got to yell and scream and just whine about life?
We all make different choices. We all take different paths. This is especially true as a twenty-something when everyone is at different places in life.
This isn't here to sugarcoat anything so much as to add a little sugar to something rotten.
As young people, we need to be aware, involved, and passionate when it comes to the things we care about. This sounds super cliché and cheesy, but we are the future.
For some people leaving college is one of the best moments of their lives. For others it just isn't.
From a person to drunk text to the ability to feel comfortable in her own skin, every twenty-something woman needs certain things in her life.
Guys, I’m stressed. Are you stressed? Because I am stressed.
I just want everyone to be happy, is that so terrible?
I figured he was going to ask me for some gum (as he always does) or the time or where we should get dinner later, but the question he asked wasn’t anything like that.
One of my favorite questions to answer is what I'm doing now that I'm graduated. Try explaining to a 50 year old that you blog for a living.
As I sat there and watched each skeletal actress get interviewed by a skeletal interviewer, I was feeling fat and inadequate and just plain gross. There I was, comparing myself to these women that I will never ever look like.
It took me forever to figure out what I was going to write about this week because I feel like I’ve w…
Here’s the downside to reading so many blogs (if you’re anything like me): you’ll be envious.
Here are some tips I picked up, while in college and as a freelancer before I got a 9 to 5 at CC, on how to stay focused and manage time when you're not in an environment conducive to getting work done.
At what age, meaning how were you, when there became this underlying implication that you have to respect people's decisions no matter what they are because they are an adult?
In our twenties, life just never settles down. You're confused and frustrated and discontent. It's hard to be happy when it seems like everyone else has their life together but you.
I'd feel horrible after canceling because I knew I was disappointing my friends but I was also disappointing myself because I knew that I was missing out on making memories and good times.