Happy Anniversary!

Today is a very important day. *drum roll please* Today is the one year anniversary of my blog! Wahooo! *cue confetti and screaming fans*

Hard to believe that I created this thing 365 days ago. Rockin' Robyn rocks on! (corny I know) Yeah, so I can't claim that I've been the most consistent with it, but no matter how long I've strayed I've always returned...and that's what really matters most anyways.

When I think back on it, and skim over my past entries, like I love to do, its crazy to me all the things that've went down in my life this year. And through it all, my blog has been along for the ride...all the ups and downs, all the smiles and tears...always raw, real, and uncut...Yep, all of my emotions and inner thoughts are right here in my own words to read forever (or at least I hope so. Please blogger.com don't fail me, I beg you).

This year my blog has seen many things.

First and foremost (the whole reason why I really even started this blog in the first place) its seen me get my heart broken... over and over again unfortunately.

Its seen me brag about my awesome job and then cry when I got fired from it.

Its seen me panic when I had to move out of my apartment and struggle with the fear of the unknown.

Its seen me go from Miss Independent, who has her life all planned out, to Miss Somebody-help-me because I have no clue what my future holds and can't even pretend I do.

But...

This year has also seen some good things too...I must admit. With the rain also comes the rainbow.

Its seen me change as a person...for sure. As Christina Aguilera said "it made me that much stronger, made me work a little bit harder, made me that much wiser. Thanks for making me a fighter. Made me learn a little bit faster, made my skin a little bit thicker, made me that much smarter. So thanks for making me a fighter."

Its seen me realize what and who are truly important in my life and what and who never were.

Its seen me get a new job.

Its seen me move into a new apartment.

Its seen me go on a bunch of awesome vacations.

Its seen me open my mind and heart to things I never would have been open to before.

And its seen me laugh at this crazy thing we call life and most importantly laugh at myself.

...my blog has seen it all. And I can't wait to see what the next 365 days hold!

Quote of the day: "If you're in a bad situation, don't worry it'll change. If you're in a good situation, don't worry it'll change." ~John A. Simone, Sr.

Twitterific

I vowed I wasn't going to do it, but I finally did... I joined Twitter.

Not really sure why, but I saw Oprah do it on her show the other day and kind of felt bad that an old timer like that was one upping me in the technology realm. And I definitely can't be having that.

Soo...despite my better judgement I took the twitter plunge.

Still totally convinced that no one actually cares what I'm doing, the fact that I can stalk other people is most appealing.

I'm a huge TMZ, trash magazine, brain rotting celebrity gossip fan so this is just another way for me to keep up on the lives of my favorite celebrities and athletes and continue to pretend like I actually know them personally. "Yo did you hear what Britney did the other day"...like OMG. Yeah its pathetic.

Anyways, follow me if you'd like...can't promise its gonna be anything exciting. Actually I already know its not. But follow me nonetheless...


Quote of the day: "Technology... the knack of so arranging the world that we don't have to experience it." ~Max Frisch

I Love Snail Mail

As I'm walking back from the gym, sweaty and exhausted from yet another workout that just totally kicked my butt, I decide to stop by the mail room and pick up our daily deliveries courtesy of Mr. Postman. Expecting the usual--- fun postcards and love notes for my roommate, and bills and bank statements for me, I am pleasantly surprised to see a handwritten card WITH MY NAME ON IT!

As a huge smile creeps across my face I can't help but think "Ha Ha, I got something fun in the mail this time and you didn't. Take that!" (Yeah... I know... you can just call me Ms. Maturity thankyouverymuch)

But upon farther inspection of the envelope I notice the return address is so sneakily missing. Who could it be from? I'm a huge fan of mysteries!

So, using my best agent Scully skills I then decide to take a look at the handwriting of my address and realize...this is no mystery. It's so from sister. I would know that handwriting anywhere.

Putting the card back on the pile with the rest of our mail, I decide I'll just wait until I get into my apartment and drop the others off before I open it. But who am I kidding? I have no patience and of course proceed to rip the darn thing open 10 seconds later while still on the elevator.

It was a card, that was indeed from my sister (yeah, my detective skills are just that good) and this is what it said:

"My Sister, My Friend

A sister is someone you love for all time-
She's your friend, your adviser, your "partner in crime"-
She laughs at your jokes, and she listens so well
To the wonderful story you just have to tell...
She'll cheer for your team, and she'll lead the applause
For your winning performance or favorite cause
With love in her heart and a smile on her face,
A sister is someone no one can replace.

I can't imagine what I'd do without a great sister and friend like you."

Awww...right then and there my heart just melted. I love cards, especially meaningful ones, and more than anything I love getting them in the mail.

There is just something about the fact that someone actually took the time to pick out a card especially for me, wrote a personal message in it, addressed it, put a stamp on it, and sent it that makes my heart smile :)

Good old fashioned snail mail... So great. Good old fashioned snail mail from my amazing sister...nothing better.



Quote of the day: " To write a good letter, you ought to begin without knowing what to say, and to finish without knowing what you have written." ~ Jean-Jacques Rousseau

Raw, Real and Uncut

As most of you know, I'm kind of a newbie at this whole blogging thing. And although I fully enjoy it and, as sad as it is, actually find my day incomplete now if I haven't checked my blogger dashboard at least once or twice...I must admit this whole web log world is rather hard on my self esteem from time to time.

As I check in with all my bloggie friends each day and then proceed to meander from one random person's random post to the next (wasting way too many valuable hours of my life, might I add), I often find myself feeling rather insignificant and inadequate.

The way everyone else writes and what they write about seems so amazing and exciting, their page design and layout is so far superior to mine, they have their perfect little families with their perfect little homes, or their fabulous boyfriends who do all the right fabulous things.

Auuughhh! Just thinking about it makes me throw up in my mouth a little bit in fact.

But you know what, its gotten me thinking...I'm not perfect, I don't claim to be (or even really want to be), and quite frankly I doubt that they are either.

The truth is, its the bad things in my life that make the good things that much sweeter. Sometimes I have to fall down or get burned so I can learn how to dust myself off and come out of it stronger than before. And when all is said and done, its the times I've spill red wine on my new white dress or talked to my crush with lipstick all over my teeth that still put a smile on my face.

So for all you perfect people out there, I'm still going to read your blog and probably envy you from time to time, but for now I prefer my own life (and my own measly little blog) and all the imperfectness of it :)

Quote of the day: "Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius, and it is better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring." ~ Marilyn Monroe

More than just a blog

I decided to come home to see the fam this weekend, and as I'm lying in my bed this morning, checking my work email on my laptop, my mom comes in to chat a little. As we are sitting there talking about life and all the chaos of it, I decided to show her my blog. Being that she barely even knows what the Internet is, I was sure she would have no idea what a blog was. But to my surprise (I actually wish I could've seen the look on my face) she immediately said, "Oh yeah, my friend at work has one of those. I just don't get it. Why would people want to air their dirty laundry like that?"

Hmmm...Good question mom. That really got me thinking. Why do people have blogs? What is the appeal of typing out your innermost thoughts and feelings everyday, and posting them online so anyone and everyone can read them?

Well, I guess the truth for me is, writing is my therapy. It's not about who reads it, or what they think about it. It's all about me. Ever since my eighth birthday, when my best friend Alexa bought me my first diary, I've been in love with expressive writing. Yeah I definitely could have done without all of those 12 page papers about nonsense I had to do in college, but when it comes to expressing my own thoughts on paper (or on screen in this case) about my day, my opinions, my feelings...there is just something about it that I love.

I don't have to hold anything back. I don't have to worry about it coming out wrong or worry about being judged for what I say. I can write exactly what I feel, no matter how stupid or trivial it may seem to others. And the best part is that days, months or even years later I can look back at what I wrote, remember the feelings I felt at that exact moment, and reflect on how my life has since evolved.

I'm sure tonight when I lay down for bed at my parents house, like I always do, I will grab one of the millions of old diaries I have in my bookcase and sift through the pages as I drift off to sleep. The excitement of my first crush, the scary feeling of leaving for college, or the pain of losing my first love...its all wrapped up in those pages. Those are things I never want to forget...so that is why I write.



Quote of the day: "The more space I get the better I write. Never I write, but, if ever I write, I need the space to say whatever I like." ~ Jay-Z