Style Crush: Jennifer Lopez

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With the exception of my childhood obsession with the Spice Girls, Britney Spears, and that one time I wanted to have Chris Brown’s babies (pre anger management days); I can’t really say I’ve ever had any other celebrity crushes. As of late however, celebrity style crushes have been my jam.

At the top of my list, the ever so fashionable and bootylicious– JLo. Seriously how can you not love her.

And don’t give me that, “OMG she looks so good for 45,” For forty-five?!?! Are you kidding me! She looks great for any age. I’m twenty-six and I don’t think I’ve ever looked as good as her. EVER. One day I’ll lay off the tacos and Krispy Crème donuts and maybe just maybe I’ll come close, a girl can only dream.

On another note I’m on a mission to get JLo and Diddy back together, who’s with me?

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Young & Friendless

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A few months back I was sitting on the couch complaining to my boyfriend about how utterly boring my social life has gotten since my best friend moved to Texas and his response point-blank was, “find more friends.”

He must not understand.

My best friend Ray is the ying to my yang. She’s fun, loud, talkative, and could pretty much befriend a fucking broom stick if you gave her enough time; plus she gets me even when I don’t get myself, she’s my person.


But maybe he’s right I need to take initiative and meet other people. But how? How does a mid-twenty something, technically an “adult”, go up to another grown-ass woman and asks to be friends without coming across as 1. A friendless loser 2. Too desperate 3. A total creep?

Meet-ups, groups exercise classes, networks events. I know these are logical answers but for someone like myself who is the poster child for awkward the idea of endless small talk in an effort to get to know someone on a “deeper level” simply pains me. But for the sake of things let’s say I’m down to make an effort–How does one know if the other party is even interested in being friends? Do you ask them out on a coffee date? Invite them to your house?!

Fucking Christ it’s like dating all over again!  Clearly I need all the help I can get.

Those of you with a plethora of girlfriends tell me your ways! And if one of them is getting on your nerves shoot her my way, I’ll take her! Just Kidding….sort of.



~E  aka Young & Friendless

Mondays Aren’t All That Bad



ondays– I hate you then I love you, then I love you then I hate you. Like most breathing beings on this planet, I have a love-hate relationship with Mondays. The obvious dislike stems from having to get back into my monotonous 9-to-5 work routine, losing the freedom to wake up whenever I damn well please, and having to give up my beloved mid-day cocktail. OK you got me – cocktails. (I’m convinced I’m more productive when I’m lightly booze infused. Just saying.)

But minus the obvious “it’s no longer the weekend” there is also something very rejuvenating about Mondays that makes me look forward to the day week after week. I’m crazy I know, but hear me out…

Think of it this way…

  1. You woke up today, that in itself is something to be thankful for.
  2. Monday sets the tone for the rest of your week. Nothing bad has had a chance to happen yet so how the rest of your week maps out is dependent on you & your attitude. Use the momentum of a whole new week to propel you forward.
  3. It’s a new beginning, let go of the past. If you feel like you failed at something previously you now have the opportunity to redeem yourself by hitting reset and starting fresh this week.
  4. Plan ahead– You now have the next few days to plan for your next epic shit-show weekend.
  5. Refuel—You have exactly 4 ½ days to let your body recover from the late night happy hours before you go back and do it all over again on Friday night.  Your body is your temple, take care of that sh*t.

So you see, Monday’s aren’t all that bad, it’s all just about perspective. Now excuse me while I go OD on baby Aspirin to cure this raging hangover.

E. Ping OUT!

Hello there, fancy meeting you!

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Well, well, well look who decided to show up to this corner of the interweb.

I know! I’m just as shocked as you are!

I will admit I’m not prepared.  In fact as I type this I’m not exactly sure what this post is going to be about so bear with me.

….Fuck …. I should have prepared.….

I guess we should start off with the mandatory introductory/ get-to-know-me post, shall we?


First things first—If you’re anything like me then you’re probably wondering…


Age, nationality, occupation, bra size?

(You know all that personal shit that shouldn’t matter but you can’t help but wonder about a blogger.)

 I am twenty-six. Mexican. I was born in Mexico-Manzanillo, Colima to be exact and now I’m living in sunny San Diego, CA. (It’s as close to living in Mexico as you can get without actually living IN Mexico.) I work an average 9-to-5 job consisting of general admin. work, nothing fancy or remotely exciting. I also dabble in freelance writing and styling…And if you’re really dying to know…itty bitty titty committee. You creep.


What’s with the blog name?

The first time I attempted to blog I did so over on Blogger under the name Within The Sun, don’t ask why. I think it was the only name I could come up with at the time in which the dot com domain was available so I went with it. My love with that domain was like a Kardashian-Humphries marriage—sad and short-lived. After a few months the name itself made me feel uninspired, it had nothing to do with me or what I was going through, so back to the drawing board I went to find myself the Kanye of blog names.

9to5Dropout is personal to me in many ways; the name came to me at a time where my life was feeling stagnant. The monotonous routine of my 9-to-5 was weighing down on me to an unbearable level. Couple that with the vicious emotional roller coaster I strapped myself into after dropping out of college where every day I told myself that I was destined to live a mediocre unaccomplished life, and then on top of that sprinkle my undeniable desire to be an entrepreneur and  TA-DA! you have


Why blog?

I consider this a passion project. Like many twenty-something-year-old girls (women?) I have yet to find the thing that makes my heart flutter. I have yet to decide what I want my legacy and my contribution to the world to be. I’m doing this to push myself out of my comfort zone, to do things I wouldn’t normally dare to do, in hopes that within one of these actions I discover my true calling.


Some semi-interesting but mostly just random facts about me…

- Personal mantras? Mind over matter, Life is simple people are good, and I think therefore I am.
- Guilty pleasures? Thrifting, Hennessey on the rocks, stalking both well established and  up-and-coming entrepreneurs. Oh and let’s not  forget the tacos, lots of them.
- Dislikes? People who confuse their lack of drive with patience and people who mask slow progress (or lack thereof) with “it’s part of the process”.
- Coffee or Tea? Tea all the way. I don’t drink coffee. Gasp! It gives me heart palpitations plus it makes me poop so no, just no. TMI?
- Bad habit? I have a potty mouth, not very ladylike I know but I accept this about myself and to be frank I also happen to love this about myself. I’m appropriately inappropriate.
- I’m incredibly bossy. Not in a mean way but in the I-get-shit-done way.
- I speak really fast and loud; I’m Latina I can’t help it.
- Ironing clothes is my kryptonite.
- I’m hypersensitive to repetitive sounds. If I hear someone smacking their food I die a slow painful death.  Every. Damn.  Time.
- I’m addicted to gifs, memes, funny/ cute pictures of animals etc… If you can’t tell by now I’m very mature for my age.
- I’m a mother to two precious babies…of the four legged kind. Oskar (Tabby-cat) and Kobe (Chorkie-dog)
- I won a writing contest in the 6th grade for a poem I wrote about soccer, because of it my mom thinks I’m a literary genius. I don’t have the heart to tell her that  as an adult I no write so good.
- I was adopted at 21 years old alongside a bunch of toddlers and newborns.

And last but not least– I’m not super trendy, I’m not very crafty, and I don’t have an overly dramatic life. I’m just your average twenty-something year old trying to keep my head above water in this sea of life known as adulthood. Shout-out to all my regular girls trying to live a not-so-average life!


If you have any other question about me feel free to comment below and I’ll try to answer them as best I can. No dating questions though- don’t make it weird.


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