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Secrets of Adulthood

First off, I use the term "adulthood" loosely.  I am still waiting for that ah-ha moment when I finally feel like an adult.  I think I have decided that the day I turn 30 will be that day for me.  In fact, my brain isn't even fully developed yet  (the human brain is thought to be fully developed around the age of 25).  The implications of a  fully developed brain are as followed:

  • Decision making
  • Use of appropriate judgment
  • Rational thinking
  • Integration of emotion & critical thinking
  • Ability to think clearly about long-term outcomes that stem from behaviors
  • Global thinking vs. self-centered thinking     
So I go into this knowing that 30 year-old-Breanna, will look back and snicker at 23-year-old-Breanna's reasoning, truths, and secrets.
  
Secrets of Adulthood (According to Me):
Somethings are better left unsaid
When it comes to matters of the heart; listen to your head
Negative people are not fun to be around
Eat less, move more
Sugary meal replacement shakes don't do me any favors
Stick to at least a 4-inch inseam
Clean once a week
Patience truly is a virtue
Having a child speeds up time
Diets don't work
Time heals
You're never obligated to answer anyone's questions
Smiling goes a long way
Firm handshakes and eye contact makes great first impressions
Making others happy is more fulfilling then making myself happy
People are going to not like you for no good reason
The cheap make-up usually works just as well as the expensive
If you need to talk, call a woman
Get at least 7 hours a sleep a night 
Be nice, even if the person doesn't deserve it
Less is more
People who do things to hurt you on purpose were never friends and never will be
Forgiveness isn't a feeling














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