I’m A Headless Chicken

Hi loves! How’s it going? It’s been a while, huh? Yeah… I recently graduate from undergraduate studies and now I’m running around like a chicken without a head *hence the title* 

Ever since graduation, I left on vacation and then once I came back, I went straight into work…. and by that I mean working multiple part time jobs and taking a genetics course. Sounds like fun? Well, it actually kind of is.

I am the kind of person who can only last so long binge-watching Netflix series or laying in bed all day. It drives me nuts when I’m in one place for too long, if there isn’t something I’m working on. Therefore, having all these jobs and taking my class is actually a good thing for me. Granted, I’m exhausted and I sleep by 9pm, but I’m on a schedule and I love it.

Annnyyywhoo. Just wanted to say “I’m back”, I’ll be writing here and there and hopefully, I’ll be putting up some good stuff! Let’s talk about whatever…. comment and I’ll post about a comment if you’re up for it!



Filling a Void

You don’t know what you have until it’s gone…. we’ve all heard this before, somewhere, somehow. What sucks is that it is one hundred percent true.

Don’t worry, nothing drastic has happened to me. However, I am finding myself missing someone and after a bit of time, I have been catching myself doing things that are unlike myself, but more like him.

Small and insignificant (to the third person looking in on this) things that are more like his character. I love myself some ice cream, but I’m not a big sprinkles fan…. I know, I know, what is wrong with me, right?! I just haven’t been really into sprinkles, but today I put a whole handful of rainbow sprinkles on my ice cream and I loved it.

We used to punch each other while driving while playing the *punch buggy, no punch backs* game. And now every time I see a Volkswagen buggy, I just find myself laughing and wincing, anticipating a little punch on my arm…. But it doesn’t happen because he’s not here right now.

I guess I’m just trying to fill a void by doing these little things for now. Don’t we all try to color in the blank voids of our lives? What else would you do with a blank canvas besides have fun and make art?

I Just Need A Breath Of Fresh Air

That’s it. I literally just need to breathe in the fresh air. I’ve been cooped up in my house, in my car, at school, at work. I just want to be able to stand outside for a couple of minutes and breathe in the nice, fresh air.

Just taking a couple of minutes out to breathe and take some time out of the day to not let your mind and limbs run wild. Just something as simple as that can help you out in ways you couldn’t image. Just take in a deep breath of fresh air and then go on with your day.

This actually helps you out. It sends messages to your brain to calm down and relax. So go right ahead, take a minute or two out to just step outside into the nice weather, clear skies with fluffy clouds and B.R.E.A.T.H.E. In and Out.

How does it feel?


I’m A Complicated Person

Currently, I am going to university as a full-time student and working three jobs. I have no single day completely off with time for just myself. I finally got my eyebrows done yesterday, after almost a month.

Before I signed up for my third job, and while on winter break … I found myself bored out of my mind. Time was dragging. I could only binge so many Netflix shows, read so many books, do so much coloring before I got insanely bored and lost my mind. I would whine every hour to my boyfriend (sorry babe), complaining about how bored I was.

Now I’m over my head, trying to save up some money and I am crazy busy. I want to ditch work and just quit, but that’s just not going to happen.

I’ve been told there’s no pleasing me because I either complain I’m too busy or I whine about being bored out of my mind. There doesn’t seem to be a balance for me. What can I say? I’m a complicated person.

And this topic just touches the surface of how complicated I am….oh well.

I Haven’t Gotten My Nails Done In Forever

Nails done. Hair done. Everything did. – No. I haven’t gotten my hair done in weeks, my nails are chipped, and I’m looking more like chewbaca since I don’t even remember the last time I got my eyebrows done.

I’ve let go of myself. It has been over two weeks since I’ve worked out and kept to a health eating regime.

I feel shitty. But I think I have forgiven myself, on the belief that once I get the chance to fix everything up, I will. However, is that right? Is it right that I have to forgive myself for not looking so polished?

I can understand the gym and food because that concerns my health. But should I really feel bad that my nails are chipped? My hair is frizzy beyond compare. Do I have to always look so great? Why do women feel they have to do all the above just to look like a human? I joke about it all the time, “don’t judge me if I don’t look like a human today”. It really shouldn’t come to the point where I should fear someone judging me.

Recently, I’ve noticed, I really don’t care as much. I’m okay with not having my hair done and my nails done. The eyebrows….not so much. But that’s personal to me. Do what works for you. Just be comfortable with yourself and don’t worry about becoming a different person for someone else.

If you wanna feel nice and clean with a blowout and a fresh manicure, so be it girl! Get it done and be fancy! If you wanna bum it out. Go right ahead, join me on my couch with Netflix 🙂

Offer ends today though, I wanna do my makeup up and dress up for tomorrow!

A whole life of education, but I’m still missing knowledge

Ever since I was 3, the one constant routine I can think of is waking up for school, coming home to homework, and then repeat for the next day. Suddenly, I’m 22 and about to graduate university. 

And I realize I’m missing a whole chunk of essential knowledge. No, it’s not the biology, English, or social studies. 

It’s the basics. The pure basics. Life lessons. Not morals of stories, but the necessities of life. I’m out on my own two feet, into the real world soon. And I have got absolutely no clue about maintaining and building my credit score. Health insurance for when I’m 26…what’s right for me? What am I entitled to? What rights should I not be cheated out of? 

What about managing my money? Doing my taxes? Getting loans for a car or a mortgage? How about 401Ks? Investing in stocks? Pension plans? Life insurance? What’s the right company for me? The right plan? 

I know nada. Is it just me? Today, you have so many ways of learning information, but at  the same time, we have access to institutions or technologies that do it for you. Why learn about your money when you can just have a computer ask you some questions and file your taxes for you? 

Thanks for fighting with me

Growing up, I hated despised arguments and all other types of conflict involving myself. To a certain degree, I still do. I mean, who really actually likes to dish it out with someone from the moment you wake up throughout the rest of the day?

I still don’t like arguing with my boyfriend or my parents or my friends, but over the past couple years, I’ve learned that it is okay sometimes. Sometimes, an argument is needed so that both sides are spoken out and all the cards are laid out on the table. Once all this is out, the problem is solved, and things are even better than they were previously.

Today, not too long ago. Within the past hour actually. I had an argument with a friend. However, this wasn’t the first argument in a long time. We recently had one a couple of months ago. And honestly, I walked out of the last argument thinking I should not have forgiven her so easily.

Turns out I was right. Another argument today. Oh and she’s blocking my number, you know because we’re back in middle school. But that is beside the point.

Looking back, conflicts help us realize who we have been dealing with this whole time. In an argument, the good, the bad, and the ugly comes out. You learn about who you were before the argument and after a while, you find out who you’ve grown into.

Through all my conflicts I have become more sure of myself. I know what I stand for and I know why I stand for it. I know how to listen to someone, but make sure my voice is heard as well.

So thanks my childhood friend. You’ve somehow managed to make me more confident in myself with our recent argument. You’ve also somehow managed to break my writers block.

From the bottom of my heart,

Thank you. 😉