ANOTHER JOURNAL ENTRY | Katie Huntley

It dawned on me tonight that I have no life. I'm not sure if it was the fact that I am home, alone, on a Friday night or... yeah, there is no "or". I have no life. So I sit here, glass of wine in hand, and have tried something fairly new. I went to Hobby Lobby last night and loaded up on all kinds of scrap-booking paper, Mod Podge and wooden foundations for my soon-to-be amazingly decoupaged projects.  This one turned out pretty cool, I think. I have no idea what I'm going to do with a decoupaged picture of myself, but whatever. It was a practice run. :) I still have no life, but at least I know how to entertain myself for a few hours without getting into some sort of mischief.

One day, I woke up and I was bombarded by the realization that I am in the middle of my twenties. I don't know when the hell that happened, but apparently it has. I have thus been forced to start practicing this word that has been thrown around by other, older, people for years: responsibility . Word on the street is, once you hit your mid-twenties, it's basically expected of you that you need to start your quest to becoming a contributing and useful member of society. I suppose this transition is to happen sometime shortly after the end of one's college years (please note: this timeline can vary vastly, since I still not sure if I want to finish college). Regardless, it seems that at some point, one should put away the dorm beer posters and put up art deco from Target, and stop including mid-day naps into one's daily schedule (granted, this can be tragic at times). So, I guess I'm sort of there... or maybe I'm working on it. I have a job and a place to ...

I turned 25 back in April, and I had a bit of a quarter life crisis. I felt as though I didn't know what I was doing and I was trying to figure out a way to navigate through this crazy adventure that is my 20s. So I sat down and decided to write down things I want myself to know now, at 25. 1) Most of the time, you don't know anything about anything. That was true when you were 15 and that will be true when you are 65. You do, however, know how to be a good person and you know how to follow your heart. Keep doing that and you'll be just fine. 2) Don't go on Facebook so much. Seriously... it's a waste of time. 3) You're 25. You aren't in college any more. You know how to cook a healthy meal. STOP EATING TOP RAMEN. Your body doesn't like it. 4) Also, it's time to drink more responsibly. You don't have to stop altogether, but the excess must stop. No one will think you are any cooler for taking an extra tequila shot. 5) Remember to alway...

Ah, Facebook. The times in which we live have really come to rely on it, I suppose. How else would we know the kid who sat in front of you in Earth Science ten years ago has a birthday on January 2nd, that you childhood next door neighbor “checked in” at a bar down the street, that some other chick you knew in high school is pregnant and you know this because she posted a picture of her positive pregnancy test (yes, the pee stick) or that the chronic status-updater is having her third cup of coffee for the day? All this integral information is available to us via Facebook, and I’ll be damned if I or anyone else I know personally, hasn’t gotten sucked into this madness. Then, there’s a different kind of madness: keeping your ex as a Facebook friend for the sole reason that neither of you have a real reason to remove the other from your friends list. Supposedly, you’re on “good terms” and your break up was long enough ago that you’ve decided to work toward being pals. However, we ...