Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Living Irresponsibly

"Irresponsible" is a word that's not in my personal dictionary. I make dumb mistakes, make a fool of myself and have socially awkward moments basically every day of my life, but I try to live every day as a responsible human being. I get sh*t done, and I do it well.

So in that respect, this weekend was a fail. I missed my deadline on a freelance assignment for the first time ever, barely finished up work I'd brought home with me and spent the entire weekend eating, drinking (and then drinking more ...), sleeping and generally having fun. But I tried new things—Saddle Ranch Chop House mimosas (so good), plus Ramen Yamadaya in Costa Mesa—had wine delivered to me in my seat at a luxury theater while watching "Divergent," planned a girls' weekend to Chicago for September, ate a maple bacon doughnut, and drank a couple 40s at what is hands down the strangest bar I've ever been to.

So much strangeness.

Really though, it was a weekend that reminded me of high school summers, minus the cocktails, of course. It gave me a reality check that I don't need to be going 100 miles an hour every minute, and not everything I do has to help me check off an item on my to-do list.

I'm trying to be more spontaneous this year—and it's not easy. Viet is working on finishing his pre-30 bucket list, so that's been a fun ride joining in on some of his adventures. Just this year alone, I've been to New York, seen a drag show, danced at a gay bar up in LA for "Frozen" night and ordered boba for myself. Next month we're headed to an Angels game, then paragliding and the Britney concert in May, and (hopefully!) Lollapalooza in August. With the girls, I have an epic Chicago trip this fall, and potentially a Backstreet Boys and Avril Lavigne excursion over Memorial Day weekend. With the fam, we're celebrating my grandma's 91st birthday in the only way we know how—gambling and drinking in Vegas, of course. It wasn't quite a New Year's resolution, but I promised myself to get off my ass in 2014 and live like I'm a kid again. It's not the healthiest thing for my bank account, but after a year filled with stress in 2013, I'm ready to have fun, make mistakes and not worry about pinching my pennies. After all, it's just a year.

Here's to living life (a little) irresponsibly.

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