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 May 27, 2007
DAY 118  |  May 27, 2007
Do I look worried? No, Im not worried. Im not worried at all that my sister is being stalked by some bouncer she met at a random bar in Sydney. She has the gift of the gab and decided to play Chatty Cathy as she handed him her ID. Then she took the friendly conversation one step further and handed him a chocolate bar from her purse. Apparently, he never learned not to accept candy from strangers.

After we sprung for the next watering hole, this bouncer proceeded to send text messages to our temporary cell phone for the remainder of the night, and called her later to offer her a ride to the airport whenever she had to fly out. Okay, okay, I know it was probably just a harmless crush, but my protective big sister side came out in full force when I shut off the phone and dragged her back to the hostel. I think weve had enough fun for one night. Or, at least, she hasha!

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