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 April 23, 2007
DAY 84  |  April 23, 2007
Blame it on the dreary weather, but I wanted to hole up and hibernate. I didnít feel like talking to anyone or putting on make up or even showering. (Iím dirty, I confess!) So I spent another day in my sweatpants catching up on blogs for since weíre still back in Thailand on that site.

Iím feeling much more introspective as the countdown to going home begins. Maybe itís because I expected this trip to trigger big epiphanies. In actuality, travel hasnít made my worries go awayóitís just made me better equipped to deal with them. (If I can handle sleeping in a cockroach-filled bed in Kenya, I can handle anything, right?).

The girls and I did get motivated enough to walk around the corner to Sushi Train, which serves super-cheap dishes on a conveyor belt. The color of the plate indicates the price, so I grabbed as a few white plates ($2.50) and filled up on California rolls and gyoza. If there is one constant in my life itís this: Good food almost always makes me feel better.

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