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 August 9, 2007
DAY 192  |  August 9, 2007
I can have so much fun in the car by myself. My dad let me use his van while Iím in Syracuse, so I took a break from writing the book to pick up lunch. Mass transit may be good for the environment, but I love the freedom of being able to jump into my own ride at any moment. I roll down the windows to get some fresh air and rock out to country music on the radio.

Whatís not so fun? Realizing the guy stopped at the red light next to me is cracking up because Iím belting out Garth Brooks at the top of my lungs. Come on, everybody does it when they think no one is watching! I guess the key is to not get caught.

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