Lately, I’ve been thinking about how much my life has changed in the past nine months.

This picture has nothing to do with anything except for the fact that that cat is STILL alive. Look how teeny we are together!

Since May 2011, I’ve graduated from college, started culinary school, met a completely new group of people, completely changed the way I ate, finished culinary school, spent nearly a month in California, had my fair share of relationship issues, frantically applied to jobs for two months, left New York City, moved home and started a new internship. And everything little in between. It’s small potatoes compared to what some people go through in a few months, but it’s definitely changed me.

To be honest, I haven’t blogged about most of that stuff because I wasn’t really sure how I even felt about it all. I admire people who wear their hearts on their blog, but that’s soooo not me. I used to get way more into things, but I kind of realized that I’m better at living my life than blogging it. So, never will I ever blog about my romantic relationships, family issues or stuff that makes me uncomfortable in general. Instead, you will get vaguely philosophical posts with lots of twenty-something life cliches and no real point.

You know that saying, “If you want to hear God laugh, tell Him your plans?” Yeah. That was this year. If I could go back a year in time and tell myself everything that was going to go down, I probably would have laughed. And then cried. I have cried about it. It’s certainly taught my control freak a lesson, though I still find it hard to just let go sometimes. I’m a really nostalgic person, and I think it’s because looking back you can always see how the bad things lead to the good. The thing is though, that no matter what my problems have been, on the whole my life has always been pretty great- I have parents who are happy to support me in every way, I’ve been handed some incredible opportunities, the people I love are healthy, and I have a few really incredible friends I know I can always count on. There have been many instances over the past nine months where I can’t decide whether to freak out about something, or to smack myself in the head for thinking I deserve a perfect and easy life 24/7. Because though I’ll always be impatient about the situations in my life I wish I could change, from where I’m standing, as usual, it worked out in the end. Yup, as it always does. Although I do have my fingers crossed that the next nine months are a little calmer…