What we post online is like a snapshot of what our lives were like at that time. I can go back through my old posts and remember the days I wrote about and photographed. It takes me back to my time in high school. Of getting rides from friends and going out to eat and trying to find little adventures in our little suburban town.
Things are so different now. I moved from a small town to a big, bustling city. I think it's easy to become jaded living in New York. The rise and grind really wears you out. Everybody around you is giving their 110% and you can only give 110% for so long until you feel burnt out.
I recently read about how Carly from the College Prepster moved out of the city and into Connecticut. It really resonated with me because when when I was in high school, I couldn't wait to live in the city. It's so romanticized in books, TV shows and movies. I thought I would live there until I started a family. I even thought about starting a family in New York. Now, I'm definitely more flexible about where I will end up.
Junior year is about to begin, which means the start of recruiting. I'm definitely very interested in the beauty industry, especially marketing and brand management/product development. I'm just worried about getting that junior year summer internship because it's so crucial for a full time offer. So many of my friends are going into Finance, which pays literally double what I will be making. By 30, they'll easily be making over 250,000 dollars. HOW WILL I KEEP UP. Thinking about this always gives me anxiety but taking it a day at a time.
Self improvement is an investment that will do nothing but benefit you over time. I want to spend less time on my phone, on social media, on the internet. I want to exercise more and sleep more and have better time management. I've been in a weird funk lately. Just tired and a little burnt out for no reason. I don't know how to explain it.
So this was just a huge jumble of thoughts that I have going on in my head that was thrown into one post. Hopefully someday in five years I'll look back at this post and laugh.