Watch Me Turn 30, by Holly C.
I'm a 29-year-old New Yorker who inherited this site from my pal, Holly P., to document the final year of my twenties. Right up until I turn the big 3-0 next January, I'll use this blog to indulge my inner-narcissist by voicing the good (I can date men anywhere from ages 21 to 50 without it being scandalous) the bad (I keep getting ma'amed) and the ugly (is it possible to get cellulite on your stomach?!). Here's to waving goodbye to my youth, accepting adulthood and remembering that every ending is really just a new beginning.
the photo for February 23, 2007
DAY 25  |  February 23, 2007
It’s official: I’m certified in open water diving. Woo hoo! After our final exam we did our last two dives, where I found nemo (but no sharks, thank God!). This is me drinking celebratory beers with my classmates from Sweden and Switzerland.

That laughing guy in the back is our instructor, Si, who is more flamboyant than the flotation devices we had to wear. A self-proclaimed “lady boy,” as they call themselves in Thailand, he said our group’s dive video was the best because he's "the leading actor and actress all in one.”

I’m trying to convince him to come visit me in New York, but he’s not so keen on the idea—he doesn’t like places where people don’t smile all the time. (The Thai language does, after all, have 17 different words for smile.) He thinks all his grinning would freak New Yorkers out. I think we could use more people like him in the Big Apple:)

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