Happy Birthday to me-today is my 30th birthday.
Since the 30th birthday is at least numerically interesting and, therefore, worthy of giving pause and contemplation, I’ll engage in a bit of self reflection. While many people dread nearing the end of their 20s, I embrace it. I’ve never felt so healthy my life. Recently I’ve begun wearing form-fitting clothing. I’ve lost some weight over the last year, mostly as a result of changes in my diet. I quit drinking soda and eating pizza. In fact, I cut wheat out of my diet all together. Mostly I eat whole foods made from scratch (except for copious amounts of white rice). A lot of this change has been in response to a recent diagnosis of Crohn’s disease, which is an auto-immune disorder that affects one’s intestines. Many people with Crohn’s disease also have Celiac disease, and so I’ve cut gluten out of my diet to be safe. Now, I only have to cut caffeine and dairy out of my diet, and then I will be at much less risk of a Crohn’s flair-up and I might be able to stop taking the anti-inflammatory medication.
Psychologically, I feel healthy as well. I’m feeling confident in my ability to achieve my goals, I don’t often feel lonely or depressed, but I do get irritable sometimes. This coming fall, I’ll be applying for graduate school. I want to go to Florida Atlantic University and study the dynamical systems approach to social psychology under Robin Vallacher. When I started college I had very little confidence in my skills, and was extremely shy. Now, I’m not afraid to talk to people and express myself, especially in the academic domain. However, I still have not developed confidence in the domain of dating and romance. My primary problem (which it’s taken a long time to admit) is that I don’t like to be embarrassed, and therefore, I take no initiative. I’m not exactly certain the course of action I should take, especially given the time constraints imposed by school and work. However, the idea that I should just go around at school and casually introduce myself and become accustomed to that kind of engagement appears to be the most efficacious route.
On a final note, I saw a mob of zombies stumbling down the street on Saturday. One person was trying to pull out of their driveway and the zombies attacked their car (in exactly the way they do in zombie movies, except without breaking windows). It was amazing. It is rare for me to have moments where I truly admire our culture, but this was one of those moments.