my GAP wardrobe.

well after reading through about 75% of the internet and the ridiculous, silly, annoying and the inspiring blogs that are few & far between - i have decided to let my voice be out there. not exactly sure why. dont know what 'void' i'm filling, but i do like to write, i like to make fun of things, and i certainly have strong opinions. we'll see where this goes i suppose.

so let's get to it, shall we??
first of all, what is the deal with working? who ever said i wanted to be an adult? and why do i have so many bills that continually get the minimum payment only to show up again at my door the same time the next month?? did i really need that 15th long sleeved shirt from the GAP?? will my wardrobe ever represent what i really want to be, instead of having a ridiculously high bill for a middle class yuppie store and clothes that annoy me?! i feel like less of 'me' since being this adult on my own, paying my bills, making breakfast, lunch & dinner - only relying on me.. and of course D, but it's not fun. i want to be 15 again. okay i take that back. 15 sucked. maybe 18. 18 was fun. Driving, drinking (not at the same time of course), partying, out of high school, starting college but still having the comfort of coming "home" and really really appreciating it, seeing friends that you LOVED in high school and couldnt wait to be around because they really "got you" - whoever that was, and mom & dad still wanting to do everything for you - and it being perfectly acceptable for them to be able to do that. jobs were a joke, sleeping late was practically written in the bible and if you got up before 10 that was "early", drinking 5 nights a week was status quo and gaining weight was just not gonna happen, tanning & doing drugs were part of the daily routine, and no one batted an eye at you if you slept all day and missed 3 classes.

that was the life. honestly & truly. yeah, i appreciated it then - i loved every minute of years 18-22. then 23 came and i still longed for the days of 22, and daydreamed about "what would i be doing if i were still at college today?"... and i finally had to let it go. now it seems foolish to say that. now its called "reminiscing" and its okay to talk about it like it was so long ago. 3 years isnt all that long. i'm still considered a 'little girl' in the office and everyone makes reference and jokes to the fact that i was born like 5 years ago. yeah, that's fun.

now i seem to care less about politics and more about what britney spears ate for dinner last night. not that i ever really cared about politics, but as an "adult", shouldnt i be more aware? granted, i do watch the today show for 40 mins every morning and get a good enough dose of reality - (especially those segments "where are germs secretly hidden and why they will eventually KILL YOU"- yeah thats a great way to start a morning).... but i dont sit down and watch CNN or MSNBC or YUCK, fox news... kill me. i sometimes feel like i need to grow up to be more of an adult. maybe it comes with the territory. i could be like some of my friends who just DO NOT HAVE A CLUE like "wait... there was a hurricane?" "wait... who died?" UGHH

really, i just want to shop at nordstrom and buy expensive things. instead i'll stock up on gap tees, read perezhilton 10 (okay 20) times a day, and watch grey's anatomy. my 25 year old existence isnt what i thought it would be.