Call Me, Beep Me, If You Wanna Reach Me 

Techonolgy is really something. I mean the world has the ability to connect in a way that was never possible before. And while I wasn’t able to comprehend the rise of the digital the way the generation above me was, I still have an appreciation for it outside the iPad.

You always hear that communication is key and if you’re like me you can’t help but picture it as a little, silver Tiffany necklace danging next to your collarbone. If you’re not like me then that reference probably went way over your head. But hey, my blog, my voice, my jewelry jokes.  In all reality, lately I’ve been thinking that communication is actually responsible for building and maintaing relationships. After all, how will MC know I want him to compliment my outfit unless I tell him to?

When two people fight it’s easy to get caught up in the moment and look for weakness. And while not everyone shares my mentality, I think it’s more productive to feel, think, then share, not just throw insults and lame excuses like this is the championship of some sport & you’re thinking “why the hell not.” And that’s where technology comes into play.

For me, a huge crier but also a reasonable person, confrontation can end in missed points and relentless frustration because naturally it’s pretty hard not to get distracted when mascara is running down my face and my words are sounding more like caveman speak than arguments. So naturally, the idea of finding my words before I’m put on the spot is kinda my thing. And with texting I think that there’s the ability to be sincere and real and articulate, as long as the relationship was built through real life. It’s true, there’s a detachment when you’re hidden behind a screen, but if the capacity to understand and apply already exists outside of iMessage, it gives the crier a huge advantage to get a point across. Believe me, I know from experience.

But I also know from experience that some people shoot to kill and nothing is off limits. Especially when they don’t have to think about the repercussions of their actions. If there’s one thing I have zero tolerance for it’s girl on girl hate between friends. It honestly just baffles me. The possibility and sensibility of conversation will always come screeching to a halt when targeted insults get involved. You are so not getting a text back. And the worst part is, had it all happened in person, none of this would have even went down.

So here’s what we learned today, kids. Technology is great because Google, Instagram, WebMD, etc. It lets you share your thoughts without turning into a psycho Blank Space music video Taylor Swift, but be careful, the detachment of a text can also bite you in the ass. Ouch, that’s gonna leave a mark.

Ugh, Maybe we should just go back to writing letters.


Stuck in my head: Step // Vampire Weekend
Snap it: DuPont Circle

 

2017 is Knocking & 100 Happy Days are on the Way.

Tis the season of working out for hours, laying in bed all day, & having nothing on my schedule but lunchtime. It’s not gonna last forever. Hell, it’s not even going to last more than 3 more weeks.

There were days this semester where I never saw the sun because my textbook and flashcards blocked my view. And bless my overcommitting soul, I’ve taken on more this upcoming semester than ever before.

With my love of pushing the limits of what a human can accomplish in a day (and still get enough sleep to function), comes a level of stress one would classify as manageable… until you realize something is due today, you stay an hour too late at your internship, or you get hungry before the assigned dinner time. Then everything hits the fan and it’s basically like someone just told me Instagram is going to be deleted. Aka: Panic. 

Enter the real topic of this blog: 

There was an Instagram craze a couple years ago (& still) called 100 Happy Days, where users create a seperate account and post one picture a day of something that makes them smile.

This year I want to channel that energy into my everyday life. It can get pretty hard to appreciate the good when you’re so hyperfocused on the now (& the now might be dining hall chicken or a 60-paged culminating project). I’m going to keep a journal & write my “star of the day” as some would call it- the best part, my fav moment, the light in the dark. You get the point.

Did you notice I’m doing it minus the Instagram.The best part is that because it’s sans-social media, it’s really just for me. No followers or comments. & Just one like (hello, it’s me). New year, super old school. 

Now, how many New Years Resolutions will be made this year? My guess is one million billion. Pretty accurate right? Well, to avoid being a statistic I’m starting on January 2nd. It’s not a New Years thing, it’s just a Jordan finding inner peace and happiness in each day thing. Huge difference.

Side note to all of you making New Years Resolutions- been there, done that. If you want to “go to the gym more,” then go to the gym more. You’re kickass and strong af, give it a couple months and you’ll own the joint. If you want to “read more,” Barnes and Noble’s is still in business (for now). I reccommend Amy Schumer’s book, tres magnifique. Whatever your NYR is, you don’t need 2017 to tell you to do that. Find your #power and #commit

& One final thought, Christmas is over, so can we take those lights down now? It’s extremely hard to drive when you’re constantly focusing on the color changing, blinding reindeer on the roof instead of the car in front of you. It’s called distracted driving. Look it up, Santa. 


Stuck in my head: Fire and the Flood // Vance Joy
Snap it: Home, Sweet Home

 

Screw it, I’m Going Out Tonight

First semester was a lot. It’s been kind of like dipping my toe in the pool to a life I only knew through movies, magazines, and my parent’s stories. & no lie the adjustment has been real. Part of me feels like I’ll never stop missing being able to make eggs in a kitchen that has been ~for real~ cleaned or having a closet that I can actually fit my boots into, but none the less, there’s a certain something that keeps me missing the Terp life while I’m away. 

I’m starting to see a pattern in my latest posts- LISTS. Maybe it’s because they’re fast and easy and I have about 10 seconds to write this. But, I’ll try and break the habit over break. Adding it to the to-do list right now…

Top three things I learned about myself, my school, and my distaste for being alone:

Not Always One and the Same. 

Everyone’s college experiences have different circumstances and I’ve learned a lot about different family and relationship dynamics that I hadn’t been exposed to before. Nothing is picture perfect, and I think its been really valuable to catch glimpses at how people deal with and learn from not-so-fun situations.

I’ve really had to master the idea that sometimes you can’t help someone fix themselves because you aren’t where they’re coming from. It’s really easy to say to do something or to try to put yourself in their shoes, but when you don’t have the genuine emotions and attachment, there’s a disconnect that can’t be forged through listening. Honestly, I’m still learning this lesson. I love to be the Dr. Phil & make all my friends’ problems just fade away, but sometimes you can’t. No, I’m not a psychology major. Just a loving person.

Being alone doesn’t make you alone. 

Key lesson, learn it now: spending time by yourself doesn’t equate having no friends and being a loner. It means that everyone here is on a different time schedule and even if you want a lunch-buddy, sometimes you have to settle for Netflix.

Believe me, spend days and nights alone on end and you’ll start to lose it, but that’s when it’s really important for you to have someone to fall onto. I’ve realized the best way to have plans is to make plans. Sometimes you have to make sacrifices- give up your warm, amazing bed to venture to the dorm next door for candy and girl talk, but once I became proactive about finding people to be with, the rest kind of fell into place. Nothing bonds friends faster than cold weather, a bag of sour gummy worms, and confessing cringe-worthy stories. 

But also, being alone means watching TV without headphones, sneezing without covering your mouth, and not having to share that bag of gummies. So enjoy your you-time. It’s not all bad.

You don’t have to be the smartest. You don’t have to get an A+.  

This has been the hardest thing for me to come to terms with. I’m a baby perfectionist with a love for high numbers and first letters of the alphabet. But for the first time in my academic life it’s not really realistic to get the best grades out there. I think a big part of it is that I expect my hardest, best work to be capable of getting an A+, when in reality, college classes aren’t designed that way.

I kind of regret how much energy I put into trying to get the highest grades possible because I feel like I missed out on some really memorable experiences. I’m not saying I didn’t enjoy first semester, because that’s 100% not true. I love the life I’ve made for myself, my friends, my routines, but I feel like the pressure to be perfect in the classroom has definitely been more than just a sticky note on my bulletin board of to-dos. Sometimes you just have to say “Screw it, I’m going out tonight.” Not sure how or when I’ll get there, but isn’t life just a work in progress? I’ve got potential. 

& As Olivia says to me after every not-so-hot test grade, “Cs Get Degrees.” 

So here’s to growing, changing, and learning to appreciate the fun in not having your nose in a textbook. Happy winter break. Never needed it more.



Stuck in my head: Drifting // On An On
Snap it: Filmore, Silver Spring (Jon Bellion)

Please pardon the fact that finals ended last week and this is being posted now. Everyone needs a couple minutes to just not care. I was taking mine. But no worries, I’m back and better than ever. 

For Sarah…

16 is a weird age. On one hand you have this newfound self-declared independence that the SATS and driving bring, but on the other hand you basically still know nothing about anything. Life is standardized testing and late night talks with the friends that shaped your childhood. 

Let me just say at 16 I thought crack and marijuana were the same drug, so I’m a little more innocent than your average Samantha Baker (hellooo Sixteen Candles reference, duh). Buuuuut, I’ve learned a little more than proper drug classifications since the big 1-6. 

Let me give a little background here. Being part of a team in high school connects you to so many different people. I spent most of my time on poms being the mini-me, there were so many people to learn from and look up to. It wasn’t until my senior year I finally realized I had my own little buddy.

She’s bold and courageous and hopeful. She reminds me of my Taylor Swift days. She’s asked me for some advice over the months, and it’s really helped me reflect on my personal growth and appreciate all I’ve become. So this list is for her. I don’t have all the answers. Honestly I don’t have most of the answers. I’m still very much so learning, but here’s just a couple notes I’ve collected. Enjoy

1. No matter where you end up in life, with a positive attitude you can have it all. I know it’s so daunting, working towards college applications and acceptances, but don’t put too much pressure on yourself. No matter where your path takes you if you go with good vibes and happy intentions you will always have the best time of your life.

2. Not every boy is the right boy and to be honest, you don’t really even need a boy. Teenage girls are so much stronger than they think they are. I had no idea the growing I had to do when I was 16- TBH I thought that if I had my license I had it all.

& It wasn’t until I started dating that kid named MC, (remember him?) that I started to understand how a relationship really worked. You have a find someone that builds you up constantly. But before you even get there you have to learn how to build yourself up first. Be your own best friend and find your best boyfriend later. He can wait, I promise.

3. School is really hard. There’s no fancy way of wording that, but it’s really important to remember that success comes in so many different forms. School might not be your strong suit, and I’m in no way saying you should not try and work really hard, but find a world where you shine. Everyone has the potential to be amazing at something. For me it’s giving advice I don’t usually follow myself and eating candy, for you it could be something you never imagined. Try it all and don’t be afraid to fail. You may be surprised by what you love.

4. There are so many people in the world.  Some friends will be there forever, from pitfalls to parties, others will disappear overnight and it will hurt and be confusing. Every relationship has something to teach you. Every person you meet can change who you are and help you become your best self. For me, some ends drive me to be the best version of myself, others are just memories that will always be worth it.

The most important thing to remember is that you never stop changing. I’ve learned a lot since 16 about independence and self positivity, but those are only two out of the thousands of lessons that are in store for me. Love every second of every experience. We’re all still kids, so let’s act like it.


Stuck in my head: Naive // The Kooks
Snap it: Union Market, DC

Things I’ve Learned This Week…

This week has been one of those where you think the next day is always Friday but it was really like Tuesday and all you can do is pray for yourself and hope that you make it out alive. Update: tomorrow is actually friday but I am barely alive. 

11 internship hours, 10 studying hours, 4 lectures, and a ton of unfinished homework later I have put myself in a stress coma curable only by Ibuprofen and Girls. But wait, it’s not over. The main source of my panic is this huge business midterm that’s, wait for it, tonight. After my classes. And is 3 hours long.

This week has been enlightening for me in the differences between college and high school (more to come on this in the future), stress and relaxation, and the chaos of balancing three million things at once.

Here are the top 5 things I learned this week & now never want to learn again because I swear, anymore educational experiences and my head will pop off my body.

  1. It’s okay to eat three meals in the span of an hour and then eat Cava too. If it makes you happy and doesn’t put you in a permanent food coma then embrace your ability to store food inside you and take advantage. At least I ate like a king yesterday. Makes the rest of my study-filled night seem less tragic.
  2. Don’t skip a class if it’s just going to stress you out to the point that you read all the lecture slides while you’re skipping and you can’t even enjoy the comfort of your bed. Believe me. I’m currently living this. I mean I’m sick and sitting at my desk studying and writing this; I could’ve just been sick sitting in a lecture hall learning about consumer preferences and game theory (these are econ topics for all you uncultured swine out there). I just want to watch TV in peace but instead I have the mental picture of my next exam being in gibberish. Cue me pouring over a textbook for the next hour.
  3. Healthy food & stress stomach are not even close to being friends.  Just give your body what it needs: pizza, candy, french fries. I haven’t indulged yet but it’s coming. I can’t take the tofu and grilled chicken lifestyle this week.  Pass the pasta, please. I just need to feel a little joy and thrill.
  4. I am prone to charley horses and they are my mortal enemy now. I don’t know what causes them but I have been downing water like it’s holy and eating too many bananas so don’t give me that dehydration potassium shit. I just want the truth. 
  5. It is really nice to have a really nice boss. Yesterday, because my week wasn’t hellish enough, I forgot my dorm key in DC and had no way into my room/no idea how I was going to make it a week without my key. Answer: I would’ve had to pay $70 and get my locks changed. That would’ve been horrible and I would’ve gone hungry because that’s like all my birthday money (okay fine, not actually. I’m just a little bit of a drama queen & I like having flair). Anyway, my Mother Theresa of a mentor drove my key to me and saved my entire life basically. So thank you, Marissa. You are officially in my Best People Ever book next to my parents and Amy Schumer. 

So now unfortunately, my time is up and I must return to the world of responsibility, body aches, and frustration. Wish me luck. I’m gonna need it. 


Stuck in my head: Seventeen // Alessia Cara
Snap it: 14th street, DC

Mantra of this week: Do it because you have no choice and you are not lame. Don’t feel sorry for yourself. You have a great life and lots of opportunities to succeed. Amen. 

Disclaimer: I really am not horribly stressed. I am just normally 1% stressed and now I am about a 70-80% stressed. But not 100%. I’m not great at math, but that means it could be a hell of a lot worse than it is right now. 

18 on 18

I’ve always been the baby of the bunch & I honestly never minded it. Lately I’ve been facing the crisis of becoming an adult. Like hello, I swear I was 8 yesterday wearing my Little Mermaid nightgown and eating Easy Mac like it was crack and I was an addict. I recently realized that I am totally unprepared to be responsible for myself. I don’t really even know how to use an oven- what if I starve because I get tired of microwave/toasted/grilled/raw food? Enter hyperventilation. What’s better than calling all the adults you know and begging for life-hacks? Blogging to all the adults you know for life-hacks.

Dear people who successfully turned 18 once upon a time, please ease my transition.

  1. Is my metabolism slowly going to slow down until I can’t just eat pizza whenever I want?
  2. Do lunges ever get easier?
  3. Can I still call my dad about every medical question I have… and business question… and homework questions… And life questions?
  4. What is a mortgage?
  5. Am I expected to memorize my social security number now?
  6. What is a social security number?
  7. Do I need my own insurance or something?
  8. Am I supposed to like caviar now?
  9. Will I automatically like the taste of alcohol now that I’m an adult?
  10. Is it socially acceptable to go to work slightly hungover?
  11. How do you pay taxes?
  12. What is a lease and how do you sign it?
  13. How tough is the job market really?
  14. Do I actually have to read the print on documents before I sign them now?
  15. Do I have to watch the news for fun?
  16. Should I actually separate colors and whites when I do laundry?
  17. Who is my doctor now?
  18. Is it okay to miss being a kid sometimes?

Who knows maybe none of this will even apply to me. I could marry some rich man that knows all about being old and just cruise through life like I was 17. As if. We all know I have plans for myself. And none of them involve an old man paying my bills (unless it’s my dad, but he’s not old, just seasoned).

So I guess it’s time to figure this whole life thing out. Calling all the life professionals- watch out, I’m moving in.

 


Stuck in my head: Cecelia & The Satelite // Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness
Snap it: El Centro, DC

+Info: Taco Tuesday at El Centro is the way to turn 18. & welcome to the adult club, Molly. So thankful for sharing closets and sharing birthdays. & Olivia is the best roommate ever. Ok. I’m done. 

New Day, New Cava Bowl

If you know me at all, even on some tiny minuscule “hi I’m jordan” level, then you have probably heard me talk about this thing called Cava. Well, I’m not only a dedicated enthusiast of the DC startup but I am also a social media intern at the brands HQ in DC (such a formal little introduction there).

I’m not just bragging about the fact that I work in the marketing department at the best food place in the world, but I wanted to take the chance to share a little about my experience as an intern and how I got started. I realize that most people who read my blog are already in the working world (hi family members & friends) but this ones for all the high schoolers and college freshmen out there #represent. 

I got involved in Cava through my dad, but once the meeting was set it was on me to bring my A game. Being young in a setting of professionals is extremely intimidating, like I probably didn’t speak outside of asking questions for a month, but showing your personal capabilities are so important and, honestly, so fun. 

I remember on first day at Cava I worked with the community manager, Justin, to get familiar with the brand image. Little did he know I had been doing this for months to prep (Advice #1: know your stuff going in- the more credible and informed you are, the more impressed they are). During our meeting I started talking about the contrast in colors the company uses in their brand book to symbolize their dedication to seasonal foods and about my interest in how they locally source their ingredients and he just looked at me, amazed, and said “woah, you’re like actually so smart.” And that moment has driven my entire interning career since. (Granted its only been a year, but cut me a break, it was moving stuff.)

It’s not about what you already know, it’s about what you bring and what you do about it. Advice #2: be vocal. If you want an internship or job or position, chase it. You may not get it because odds are there is someone more prepared and more perfect than you, but at the chance you’re what they want, you would’ve never known if you didn’t try. Be the most passionate. Share your ideas. Put things on the table. Always. 

One thing I never let myself forget is that every experience is a learning one. Yes- Every. Single. Experience. And every task you do takes you closer to something you could potentially be more passionate about. 

“What do you do at Cava?” is one of my favorite questions ever. The answer is not as glamorous as expected- I send packages, fill donation requests, maintain and create outreach spreadsheets for new locations, take inventory, & a bunch of other clerical things. And I would not trade any bit of that for anything. My role there is to make other people’s jobs easier and I start each task with a smile and end with 100% completion and enthusiasm. After about a year now, I’m starting to get into projects more tailored to my interests- visual media and content creation. I’ve started updating the company’s seasonal Pinterest boards and am getting more assignments as we speak. Advice #3: Work your way up & invest in yourself. You can never say thank you enough, because every job you tackle is just another thing that sets you apart and better prepares you for the future. But don’t stop there. This summer I taught myself illustrator (okay, fine, I had a little help) and Google programs (spreadsheets, maps, etc) to improve my skill set and become more versatile in the workplace. Have I even taken a business class yet? Not really. Do I know the power of innovating and marketing myself? Totally- it’s indispensable.   

Lastly, advice #4: find your passion. Cava puts a lot of emphasis on cooking and the power of food, and while I ashamedly say I barely know a pot from a pan, my connection with food is more than just eating (more on this later…). The mentality of the company is something I stand behind whole-platedly and I am so honored to be a part of the team.

Cava is “for those who savor,” and I definitely savor every nanosecond of my time there. I can’t wait to see what’s in store for me this semester- I know it won’t disappoint. 

More to come on my Cava chronicles & the road to real life


Stuck in my head: Past Lives // Borns
Snap it: Cava DuPont

Get this Cava Bowl: Mesclun mix. Half Chicken, Half Falafel. 1 scoop Traditional Hummus & 1 scoop Red Pepper Hummus. Pita crisps.  Tomato & cucumber. Pickled Cabbage. Double quinoa. Feta. Greek Vinegarette. Green Harissa. (& Vanilla Bean Limeaide)