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Warning: infectious wanderlust within

A few months ago, I let you all in on my dirty travel secret: I have no desire to do a RTW trip. Am I allowed to change my mind? After reading The Lost Girls—a birthday gift from my mom, confirming that she sometimes knows what I want better than...
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So close yet so far away

Thanks to the glorious technology of Skype, I talk to my parents now just about as often as I did when I lived two hours away. True, I can't pick up my iPhone and call my mom when I'm waiting in traffic or photo text my dad when I see something...
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Being young is an issue of mind over matter

My parents like to remind me of the time in high school that I threw a fit and told them that they ruined my lives. I admit that I was a bit overdramatic as a teenager, but always being the "baby" is harder than it seems. Today I turn 22....
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It doesn’t count until you write it down

I rarely leave home without a yellow tablet of paper that contains my life's to-do's separated into quadrants. My hyper-organization is a result of my awful memory; if I don't write it down, I absolutely wouldn't remember anything. It's also the...
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The bitter aftertaste of trying new things

Before leaving for France, I swore that I was going to be openminded and try all sorts of new things. While I haven't gone back on my word, I'm realizing that openmindedness comes at a price: the awful aftertaste of something that just wasn't that...
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