Surprise: this post will be written in proper, educated, upper and lower case grammar. Shocker! Little did you expect, I do know how to write like an actual human being (I took typing classes for two years during school and used to take those ‘how many words can you type in a minute’ challenges online all the time… for fun). For some reason, when I’m typing for my blog, my go to is all lower-case, probably because it reminds me more of free-flow writing like you would in a journal — just write, don’t look back. But I recently finished Anna Kendrick’s book Scrappy Little Nobody and I. Am. Inspired. Totally in love with her. It’s official. She’s beautiful, she’s sassy, she’s intelligent, she’s witty. I adore her. And she writes with proper grammar. So I thought — why the hell shouldn’t I!
HI! been. a. while……….. amiright.
there is so much i want to share. so so much. i’m cringing at how long it has been since i’ve last posted — eeeek. i am truly sorry. i have started three blog posts since last writing and every time, i have gotten completely distracted and the posts have (obviously) yet to come to fruitation. and now the list of things i want to share and talk about is so long i’ve decided i need to come up with a buffer post while i finish churning out all my thoughts for that one. *sigh* ya girl really needs to start keepin up.
but i digress. i’m breaking the dry spell now, and that’s what counts. last week i celebrated my 22nd birthday (with plenty of sushi and champagne… and maybe a touch too much titos), and while twenty-two still pretty much feels the exact same as twenty-one, this fresh start has me all inspired to sit down and reflect on the changes and goals i want to focus on during this next ride around the sun. that being said… i present to you my list of twenty-two — 22 things i want to focus on, remember, work through, and achieve during this year.
*forewarning* this post is much longer than i intended it to be, but there’s no way in hell i’m editing it, because well, i like what i said. and i think you will too. so… keep reading 😉
today marks Steve and I’s first year together as a married couple. one: how fucking crazy is that. two: how fucking crazy is that!
and at the same time it’s not so crazy. i could not imagine a single other person i would want to carry out the rest of this human existence with. i believe our souls are linked together, interwoven and destined to find each other in this lifetime. yes, i know, barf. but i believe, one hundred percent, in my bones, that he is my person. the yin to my yang. my partner through it all.
so instead of writing a sappy post to you guys about him… this is my (sappyish) letter to him.
current song: rewind x the undercover dream lovers
candle scent: vanilla
drink of choice: hot chocolate
welcome back beauties!!!
i have so much to share! first and foremost… can we all just take a second to marvel at how gorgeous the timing of the universe is? i mean, when you simply let go and fall into the flow of it… it’s pretty crazy to see what events unfold. i bring this up because i’ve been on the job hunt for well, the past month or so since i’ve been in new york. for the last year, i have been determined to get my foot in the door with bartending. considering my years of serving experience, i figured it doable, especially since my last two jobs were planning to train me in the bar until i spouted the news of my impending out-of-state move… story of my life. there was one Indeed ad in particular that jumped out at me: a quaint little inn located downtown, searching for an experienced server who was keen on the idea of being trained as a bartender… h-e-l-l-o, sign me up. what a god-sent. did they write this specifically for me or what?
hello dear ones!
allow me to introduce myself. my name is jordan duncan, maiden name lanegan, i’m 21, living in New York, and yes you read that right i’m 21 and married, i like to hike, i’ve swam with whale sharks, i’m a waitress, and i just went blonde (kinda).
cordialities over, may i just start this off with saying… you have absolutely no idea how long it has taken me to reach this point – the point of actually creating well… this. a blog. an online diary. a hobby. a release. a somethin. if you only knew how many hours (countless) i have spent talking about curating this baby. you’d laugh. a lot.