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My great mistake, the fault for which I can't forgive myself, is that one day I ceased my obstinate pursuit of my own individuality // Oscar Wilde

Tag: resolutions

// 2014, let’s do this.

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Of course I could make 1 million resolutions to be a better human–to drink less, to design more, to make my own clothing, to eat healthier, to go jogging (literally my least favorite activity), to read more than 75 books, to spend less money on things I don’t need….but I think I would like to take this year a lot like I did 2012. I am just making resolutions that will make me happier, make me smarter, and don’t have astringent guidelines. Because everyone knows that I would only eat healthy and exercise until approximately March before I broke into a McDonald’s and feasted on fifteen cheeseburgers.

Dear 2014, let’s be content. Let’s dance when we want and let’s eat more cheese than should be allowed and let’s have wine with friends (both old and new) and let’s read things that are great and also those that aren’t. Let’s have coffee and work on perfecting the at-home cappuccino and let’s enjoy every step of the grueling process of building a portfolio. And let’s visit new places full of new memories. Let’s just do it all and remember to help others when we can, and as much as possible. Let’s own up to the bad TV shows we are so fond of and let’s laugh at ourselves more than we laugh at others.

2014, I think I’m ready. To be an adult, to grow, to learn, and to be content.

 

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So, where did A Proper Fool go?

Well, the question might be more easily answered with, where didn’t A Proper Fool go?

Now, don’t get too excited. I wasn’t jet-setting around the globe or anything. But I did make some pretty noteworthy accomplishments as I rounded out 2012 and rang in 2013.

Here we go–

I accomplished everything  almost everything on my list of New Year’s resolutions last year; I ate a lot of really good food. I drank a lot of really good wine. I read a lot of books, magazines, news articles, and all of those things that keep an individual relatively informed. I played some video games I watched a shocking quantity of movies and tv shows. I made a lot of questionable decisions, that helped me grow in various ways (“What is Eryn even wearing?”). I listened to a lot of music. New music, old music, popular music. You name it, I danced listened to it.

And the two biggies: I got back in touch with myself. Yeah, it may sound really easy. It may seem like a silly goal or some kind of ambiguous term that people use when they “find” themselves. But really, I learned a lot about what I like and what I don’t and who I want to surround myself with. Because of that last one, there were a few ups and downs you know in the love dating department. Mostly ups, though.

And last, but certainly not least, I went to New York City for New Year’s Eve. We didn’t go to Times Square because my goal was to test out the area and see if I could stand to live there. I stayed with two new and great friends in Brooklyn and battled the subways with too much luggage and scoured the Brooklyn Flea Market like it was my job (oh hey, I met Alexa Chung) and toured the Chelsea Market and I gawked at things I couldn’t afford all over 5th Ave and ate my weight in international food (no joke, I gained 6 pounds in two weeks). I went to some local shows, I went to some cool parties…it was grand. And guess what? This just in: I love NYC.

Here are some snapshots of NYE (We went to a “secret” warehouse party in Brooklyn. It felt very Girls).

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I have hundreds of photos to sort through from the events of the past year before a more realistic look at 2012 can be made, but I have to say, I think it was my best year yet.

Some major highlights: Nashville with Alyssa and Allison, ATL for Allison’s birthday, Damian Jurado & Sharon van Etten with Alyssa and Rose, a complete stranger gave me $500 (which funded my trip to the Big Apple), Bonnaroo (I literally have no idea what happened to those photos), working with Emily over the summer, touring J Crew/Madewell, a new apartment and a new roommate, my first visit to the 280 Boogie, Julia Nunes with Sara, Halloween 2012 and all that that entails, the mini pie date debacle, late nights with my sisters, the infamous prom party, learning to pronounce words correctly from Jose (because “latte” is actually pronounced “late”) listening to Shake It Out more than anyone should admit, late night car rides to nowhere, wine and chats with Nadene…there are so many things I am sure I have left out. But all in all, as I am ushering in my 23rd year of you know, living, I have to say: it’s been pretty great fantastic thus far.

This is where we queue leftover, reminiscent photos of 2012 for my next couple of posts.

Here’s to the upcoming year–I plan to live for a living.

Once upon a time, there were resolutions. And there still are.

Remember that time I made a really long list of NYE resolutions? I think it’s time for some accountability–this is where I am, four months later. How is everyone else doing? I would love an update from all of you (I’ve seen where Allison is, so follow suit!).

Number 1:

For my first resolution, I have watched

I probably have a ton more to add, but these are the only ones I can think of for now.

Number 2:

Onward to resolution number two! Okay, so I have truthfully only made two things for this (click on the photos for the original chef’s posts!). I haven’t had time to cook at home, unfortunately. I have been eating at Amsterdam an ungodly amount of time, due to its proximity to Gnu’s Room and Faunhouse. Chipotle has been frequented, as well. Otherwise, I have some work to do. I did organize my bookmarks very well, so hopefully there will be more recipes made soon!

Number 3:

I think I’ve been a little bit more social this semester? I frequent the $1 Taco Tuesday at a local bar, have gone to a few local shows (and will be at the upcoming Boogie, if any of you would like to come, as well!), and made something for the student fashion show. It would be easier if I were taking fewer classes. There’s still more than half of the year to complete this! I’m not worried.

Number 4:

I am not a cent closer to buying a gaming system, nor having a television to play games on. Let’s skip this one for now. Maybe when I work more this summer?

Number 5:

New music searching has gone oh-so well! Here are my finds, so far. You’ve seen some of them on my Ninesday posts!

Number 6:

Where am I on my quest for NYC this coming NYE? Well…I’m paying for Bonnaroo, first.

Number 7: 

And, finally, getting back in touch with myself. It’s a long process. Apparently, I like lots of things I forgot about. And I want to do things that I’ve been ignoring for the last two years. I’ve read so many books thus far! And I’ve started writing again. I’ve met some new people that are so uplifting and encouraging–I do love them. It’s nice. Things are going well. As overwhelmed as I have been, and as frustrated as I have gotten–it is well.

{.:.sometimes, the bed is all I need.:.}

Heads up, this post will be EVERYWHERE.

So, to kickstart my resolutions, I have been to the gym once, gone jogging (walking) once, and have met with a personal trainer. I realize that many of you are probably asking “why??” to the physical trainer, but I decided that having some help going over what steps I can take to be an all-around healthier me would be a good idea. Also, I am not too fond of a few areas of my body (cough*thighs*cough), and wanted to see just how out of shape I have gotten, and what improvements need to be made immediately.

Let me just say, I was completely shocked to find out that I am not considered to be out of the “optimum” level of body fat. Mostly due to my bad eating habits and lack of organized physical activity over the past three years, I assumed that the 10 lbs I have gained since high school was very unhealthy. I guess not, though he did say toning was a necessity. Yay for that!

Today, I woke up at 5am because of a bad dream (Yes, I am 8). I couldn’t go back to sleep until around 7:30 this morning…I don’t want to let little things bother me to the point that I lose sleep over them. I know what the cause of the dream was, I’m just not so sure how to get rid of the feeling I have over the subject matter. I suppose that brings me back to my list of resolutions! Yep, the spirituality aspect. I’ll be posting more on this later.

Do you ever feel sometimes that even though your blog is YOUR place, and it is full of YOUR thoughts, you must watch what you say to avoid offending someone reading? I hate that feeling. I might start a blog under an alias where I can use it more of a personal diary, and write things that I am too ashamed to say out loud, or that I am too afraid will offend someone close to me.

There are two women next to me discussing their kids’ grades. Her son is failing college. I feel for her. It is so difficult to try to motivate someone, or tell them not to go any further with the mistakes they are making, because you have done the same thing. Can any two experiences ever be the EXACT same thing? Do they differ at all, or can we boil them all down to several people repeating the same process, hoping for a different outcome (aka, Einstein’s formula for stupid)?

I feel like this post is completely unrelated to anything I’ve posted before, and is full of my frustrations.

Fun fact: my clothing and makeup reflects my moods. Last week, I wore no makeup, and wore comfortable clothes that were cute, but not over the top. Today, at the height of this too-long week, I am wearing heel booties, I have not combed my hair, as I am attempting “bed head,” I am wearing eyeliner and eyeshadow, a too-big purple and black plaid shirt, and an oversized Sanctuary brand sweater to keep me warm and confuse my brain into thinking I’m still in bed.

This makes me giggle.

But hey, in my eternally optimistic state of mind, I will now revert to telling you all that Allison and I are FINALLY going to thrift/cook/sketch today. All afternoon, to be exact. Let me just say that it is exactly what I need to be in less of a grump mood.