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Today, I’m applying for a credit card on my own…for the first time. Okay, yeah, technically I did apply for my first credit card “on my own” (does going with my mom to the bank count?) straight out of high school with Wells Fargo.

BUT NOW I feel like a real person. I’m discussing rewards and cashback options and APR and annual fees and ahhhhhhh.

It’s the random, little things like this that make me feel so far from myself just a few years ago. I suppose I’ve always been responsible like that though. What excites me the most, however, is that I have a 401(k). :)

It Took Me Over a Year »

I really love thecollegecrush sometimes. Granted, perusing the “singling” tab doesn’t always fulfill my need for affirmation, but I still do enjoy their articles even if I don’t believe every single word.

But anyway, this post reminded me to live by something I think I randomly read on Tumblr years ago: “If someone really likes you, you’ll know.”

Okay, so a lot of people probably have something to say in terms of exceptions to that rule, but there are always exceptions to a rule. Let’s lay those aside for the time being, and focus on the core of it. If someone is actually, truly, really into you, it won’t be hard to tell and they’ll probably do something about it. Especially now that we’re supposedly in the time of our lives when being bashful and secretive is so “high school.”

I’m at peace with myself now, and I realized I really am, finally, a hundred percent. It took me over a year (what a waste of time!) to accept that it’ll never happen and to walk away. Rejection, even the silent kind, is so hard but I’m learning to take it in stride.

College, when will you finally come to fruition?

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Let Me Choose Happiness

I’m always busy, but lately I’ve realized that I don’t actually fill my days with any necessary business. Nothing’s actually important, yet I’m always running around with not enough time to do anything. It’s a pretty poison, and I’ve fooled myself into thinking I’m more important than I really am.

So, I’m always whining about needing more free time to just live life and be happy. But what’s sadly funny is that, for me, free time is a worse poison than empty business. When I have free time, my mind starts to wonder and that’s when I get really, really sad. This week, I’ve had surprisingly more free time than I should, and this week I’ve also felt unnecessarily unhappy.

I remember Smeltzer always said “correlation doesn’t prove causation,” so maybe it just so happens that I’m unhappy when I have free time. But after empirical evidence of this over years and years, I’m starting to think otherwise.

Please, anyone, help me fill up my time and put my mind to rest. I want the option to choose happiness.

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I had a lot to say, and typed it all out…but the fears of my hopes got in the way.

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