Remember me?

I feel like since I’ve gotten older graduated college I’ve taken fewer and fewer photos. Freshmen year at Lehigh I pretty much had an album full of photos EVERY weekend. Yeah, it’s pretty embarrassing to admit, but I think in my junior year, I just sort of realized posting all those photos was merely a form of self-validation. You know? “Oh, I’m SO cool, I’m at these FRAT PARTIES!” Blahblah, “look at me I got invited to this thing and that.”

And… I just got over it.

What I realized is that, you’re not having fun when you’re taking pictures of yourself having fun. And, the reason why this Tumblr started catching on was because 1. No one at Lehigh was doing it 2. I didn’t really care about what shenanigans I was posting 3. I attached my name to it 4. I was posting A LOT of fratty pictures hahaha

That said, I’ve been slacking a lot with my SUPER SERIOUS personal posts. I didn’t blog about how I went to Vegas twice this past year. I didn’t blog about how freaking terrified I was when I didn’t have a job and all my finance friends where making a lot of money. I didn’t blog about how it was living at home and dealing with my Asian parents. I didn’t blog about why I wasn’t moving into the city *as everyone THOUGHT I would be doing*. I just didn’t blog about it. Because, I just wasn’t mentally ready. It was all in my head. And I was terrified.

Gosh, that makes me sound like Julia Allison, right? But, WAITTTTTTTT that’s why all of you guys are here. You want to know what I’m spending money on, my love of Chanel bags, what I’m doing, and all the good and bad of my life. I guess, it’s a two way street. People complain that I’m materialistic, but it’s that “materialism” that got you to bookmark this page or “follow” me.

So, should I be embarrassed to whip out my camera to take a picture of what I’m eating for dinner at so-and-so restaurant? Should I have to explain myself when I want to take a picture at this-or-that event so I can post it on here…

No. But, I’m not used to it anymore.

As much as everyone assumes that I’m an over-sharer and whatever, I’m actually a pretty private person. There’s mediocre stuff that I don’t mind divulging and there’s stuff that not even my best friends know… (see bottom)

Anyways, this is my apology for sucking. Life’s been pretty hard and it’s stressful to keep up an act.