First, let me say that I apologize for being 100 percent absent for the past few weeks. A mixture of finals and internship applications have taken over my life. I feel as if I begin every post with an apology for being MIA, but I mean it more now than ever. The past few weeks have been hectic to say the least, but I’m blessed and cannot complain.
I’ve come to the random realization that for years I haven’t been truly living. I let the smallest things grab my attention and drag me down. Without even realizing it, I have allowed for others’ opinions to control my own life. Crazy right?
For example, last night I went two-stepping with my boyfriend. There’s a place called Hurricane Harry’s in College Station – a mixture of country dancing and upbeat music. There are usually two types of people there – those old enough to drink at the bar and freshmen. But heck, I’m a sophomore and I went to have fun. The floor seemed to fill up during the country songs but cleared out when a pop song would come on. So, me being me, I decided to drag my boyfriend out on the floor and bust out some moves. No bumping and grinding – just moves that any normal person would be embarrassed to do. I did old school dad moves – the grocery cart, screwing in the light bulb, the lawnmower. Those type of things. And guess what? I HAD THE TIME OF MY LIFE. I love dancing, I love my boyfriend, and I love just living in the moment. It’s that simple. Were there people laughing at us? Sure. If you haven’t learned this yet in life, people are just plain mean. People are judgmental, sure. But why should this EVER stop me from having a blast? Life is WAY too short to sit on the sidelines. Get out there and dance people!
Another thing I’ve been meaning to address for months now is my latest obsession with blogging. Yes, I love fashion, beauty, Youtube videos – the whole nine yards. I’ve started creating a theme for my Instagram and posting outfit of the days. And I love the hell out of it. Even my friends have made jokes about it. It may be funny to some, but they just don’t understand the blogging life (lol). But seriously, not everyone will have the same interests as you. You may think someone’s hobbies are laughable, but if they truly enjoy it, who cares? Who are you to judge? Go ahead and laugh and talk about what I’m doing. It says more about you than me anyway.
I’m naturally a people-pleaser. For as long as I can remember, I wouldn’t want to upset a fly. A year ago, I wouldn’t have dared set foot on that dance floor. And a year ago, I probably wouldn’t have the guts to start a blog nor Instagram my outfits. But now I really couldn’t care less what any of you think. If you like my blog, great! That makes my entire day. If you don’t, don’t read it. It’s that simple. I’ll do what makes me happy while trying to make others smile on the way. It’s cliche, but life is truly TOO SHORT.
No more trying to make others happy. No more being afraid to stand out. No more negativity. In the words of Dr. Seuss, “Those who mind don’t matter, and those who matter don’t mind.” Let your creativity and uniqueness show.
Stop caring what others think of you. At the end of the day, you will ALWAYS upset at least one person by simply just living your life. So who cares? Start livin’ y’all.