I can’t believe I actually did it. I have shed many a tear, sweat and other weird substances/emotions over this blog but I did it. I managed to blog for an entire year without ever missing a post.
One year. A whole year.
To remind you, this is what my first post looked like. My oh my, how far this little blog baby has come.
TwentySeven Things was created as an outlet for me to keep my sanity. One year ago, I had just made a life altering decision to leave a job that I thought was going to be a career path for many of the upcoming years of my life. I was living by myself in LA and commuting to college in Orange County two days a week which meant I had three days a week to fill (Netflix can only do so much). To say I was lost would be the understatement of 2012.
TwentySeven Things became my only structure in an otherwise scattered life. No matter where I was, it was the one thing I knew I had to get done before 9am the next morning. So whether I wrote my post the night before or the morning of, I knew it had to get done. I could write about music, a television show, a new tea I found at the grocery store, how I would blow dry my hair out the window or a spew out a list of random thoughts – as long as it was written and done by 9am. Not to be too dramatic, but this blog became my lifeline.
I want to take this day to celebrate why I started this blog in the first place. In the beginning, I struggled with the idea of sharing my words with the universe. In fact, it wasn’t until about 3 weeks in that I decided I would share the fact that I even had a blog with my friends. You know, those people who you see on a daily basis and generally take care of you in your 20-something state. In my mind, it felt like a big terrible secret that I was too nervous to share with anyone.
I finally mustered up some cojones and shared my blog baby via my social media outlets. Over the past 365 days, I’ve had friends, family members and long-lost acquaintances message me in some form or another telling me they loved reading my posts to keep up with what I may be doing, to hear my opinions on things, or just to say it made them smile or laugh for one reason or another. Considering I started the blog for only myself, hearing any sort of compliment is extremely flattering and I’m happy I could bring a smile to someone else’s face.
Going back to read my old posts is hilarious and somewhat painful. I can read and feel the struggle in 21-year-old Sarah’s words to find her style. She’s trying to figure out if there is an expectation of how she should sound and what she should talk about. It isn’t until a few months later that she realizes, “Hey I started this blog for myself, so screw everyone else.”
I end this celebration post with a few links to my favorite posts I’ve done in the past year. Some are hilarious, some are serious, but all of them are pure Sarah. If you’re still reading, thank you for listening to my continued word vomit over the past 365 days. I hope you’ve gotten something out of it, if nothing else than a little insight to what my life has been like in the past year.
To TwentySeven Things – thank you for being my own little space of Internet that served as a vessel to my word vomit. Thank you for keeping me writing, for forcing me to keep the creative juices flowing in a period of my life when I thought I had for sure killed off the little voice in my head who would spin wild, imaginary tales and stories and poems. Thank you for bringing the pretty words back to me. But most of all, thank you for letting me say whatever I want and reminding me that I have the right to say whatever I want, however I want. Here’s to another 365 days of word vomiting.
Favorite posts of the first 365 days of TwentySeven Things.
- The day I decided to tell the world I had a blog.
- Suggestions for the National Anthem
- My version of Taylor Swift’s “22” Music Video
- Disney’s “Paperman“
- A list of “no more this” and “no more that” after finishing college.
- Meeting people is all about timing.
- “I Need You.”
- An Assistants Guide to Email Jargon.
- The best show of my life, Fleetwood Mac at the Hollywood Bowl.
- One final goodbye to Chapman and my college years.
- TwentyTwo things I’ve learned and TwentyTwo things to be grateful for on the day I turned TwentyTwo.
- The Wall.
- Struggling to find my voice.
- Starting the New Year with a Full Circle moment.
- Having that One Friend.
- Real Talk: What Would Have Happened to Me in Hurricane Sandy
- Fleetwood Mac – Rumours.
- Eight Months.
- Breaking into Little Tiny Pieces.
- Embracing your own personal shit pile.
- Trying to find my third shot of adrenaline.
- Letter To Self: 2012.