A Lil BUMP for Your Slump – iPod Wednesdays

Oh no, not again… it’s hump day and you’ve got a case of the mid-week slumps. We know the feeling… Friday seems so far away yet it feels like it was ages ago that you woke up Monday morning! We’re here to provide you with a little bump to get through your mid-week slump. So crank up your stereo on your lunch break and take a moment to breathe. Why wish your life away and yearn for Friday when you can relax and enjoy this moment? Here’s what’s playing on my iPod. Enjoy!

The Funeral – Band of Horses

Follow Me Down – 3Oh3

Disappear – Motion City Soundtrack

Redemption Song (Bob Marley Cover) – Rihanna

So Complicated – Carolyn Dawn Johnson

Dark Blue – Jack’s Mannequin

What a Beautiful Day – Chris Cagle

Secrets – Maroon 5

Back to You– John Mayer

Today Was a Fairytale – Taylor Swift

Everything – Michael Buble

Damned if I Do Ya – All Time Low

All Night– Damian Marley

Deep South – Cartel

Belle of the Boulevard– Dashboard Confessional

Carpe Diem

You see the term everywhere – Carpe Diem. Seize the day.

It never really had much meaning to me, until this year.  When 2010 approached, my life changed almost immediately.  I woke up from my daze.  I realized that this year, I would turn 25-years-old. To some, this is not old, in fact, most people would say that this is incredibly young and you would be considered as “in your prime”.  But to the young girl who still can’t believe she has been out of high school for almost six years and out of college for almost two, it’s quite the slap in the face.  Wasn’t I just in high school being crazy and careless?  Wasn’t I just attending my first party?  Receiving my first kiss?  It hit me like an 18-wheeler and I came to the inevitable conclusion – I am not getting any younger, and that is frightening as hell.

When I was 8-years-old, I dreamed of an extravagant Barbie dream house with a pink convertible parked in the driveway and a stable full of white horses…and no, I wasn’t a doll – it was all life-size, and it was my reality.

When I was 13-years-old, I dreamed of being a big movie star that lived a lavish life of luxury.  I wanted magnificent, fur coats, bed spreads made of the finest silk and of course, a personal staff to take care of every little detail of my day.

When I was 18-years-old I wanted to be a fashion designer with the trendiest and most cutting-edge innovations.  I wanted to be the next John Galliano, Betsey Johnson or Vivienne Westwood – vibrant colors, funky patterns and an overall look that certainly pushed the envelope in the world of couture.  I wanted a sexy, slick, white Bentley Coupe to pair nicely with my villa in Milan and my penthouse in NYC.

Now, at the age of almost 25, I have not accomplished any of these goals.  No, they may not be 100% realistic and could be considered childish but wasn’t that the greatest part about being young?  You could dream whatever you wanted to dream, no matter how outlandish some thought it was. You were never judged for wanting something more. Now?  I work a dead-end job at a company that has a glass ceiling.  I am overworked and underpaid (story of everyone’s life – right?).  I do not live in New York City, have a staff, or drive a Bentley.  These raw conclusions that I have come to turns with make my stomach curl.  I want and deserve more.

I’m taking this year and making it mine.  I am going to live a little selfishly.  It’s all about seizing the day.  Taking what is rightfully yours and running with it. It’s about accepting reality and moving forward but still living for today because we only have one life and one shot at it – we better make it our very best.  If I’m going to do this life right, I’m going to live it as a rockstar.  Carpe Diem.