I Promised My Grandpa I'd Update My Blog More.

While I was home over Christmas break I was scolded by my grandpa for not updating my blog enough. So grandpa, this one's for you.

Not much has changed since I last wrote.  I went home for Thanksgiving and Christmas. I had a birthday. I'm 24 now. Although, I don't really feel like it. When I say it out loud, I don't quite believe myself.

My birthday was fun thanks to my roommates who tried their hardest to make me feel special, and they did. But I'm not really a big fan of my birthday. The selfish part of me has always hated that I have to share my birthday with a holiday. So in general, it was average. Another night out at a bar with far too many drunk people spilling drinks all over me. Except this time I was part of the crowd not the one working, so that was nice for a change.

It was overall an average night, and from past experience the more average the New Years Eve/my birthday the better the year. So I'm crossing my fingers for a good year to come. My horoscope said to expect big changes, but then again, I never really believed in that astrological stuff anyways.

I got through my first semester of grad school and came out with an A- in my poetry workshop so that's pretty cool. But a part of my is afraid I'm running out of things to write about. I've been tossing around the idea of traveling a lot lately. We'll see if anything actually comes of that though.

I came back earlier than I needed to so that I could work and that's all I've really been doing since I got back. I'm trying to work while I can so when school starts up again I can focus. They've cut down my hours a bit so that's nice. I've been trying to find a balance and I think I may have found it. I  made the most I have ever made in one shift about a week ago. The thing about the service industry is that you could make a bunch of money one day and then the next you could make no money. I kind of hate the instability of it and it further proves that one of the reasons I'm in grad school is to ensure that I don't have to wait tables for the rest of my life.

My new years resolution was to eat breakfast. I know that seems a little silly but ever since I started living on my own (so since the beginning of college), in the morning I would just grab a cup of coffee and call it good. I've never been a big morning person (which is kind of ironic because I am typing this blog and it's not even 7am yet), so I've never been a big breakfast person. I don't like waffles or french toast. Sometimes I like pancakes but ever since I stopped eating gluten I haven't made them because I feel like they won't be the same as they used to be. But I decided that I was going to make a New Year's resolution that I might actually be able to keep. And so far, so good.

Just now I decided on another resolution. I am going to not only try to eat breakfast every morning, but I am going to try to write a new blog, even if I'm just talking about how my seemingly mundane new year's resolution is to eat breakfast.

So until next time. I'm going to go eat breakfast now.

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