I don’t want to write this blog post

So maybe I just won’t.

Nope. I just decided. I’m not going to.

I’ll try again tomorrow.


cheers. xx


One last video…

I haven’t got a lot of time and I’m not feeling profound today (that seems like a consistent reason as to why I don’t feel like I can write on any given day. What is ‘profound’ anyway??)

So I’ll leave you with a video that makes me laugh so friggin’ hard every time I watch it. Just take a gander and you’ll understand why.

Tomorrow is the end of this crazy adventure, and I’m hoping for something fantastic to come from it. I’m sure it will be splendid.

So until tomorrow,


An unusual Thanksgiving. Or maybe not-so-much.

Thanksgiving normally in stills thoughts of family and overrating and turkey.

Thanksgiving for me brings thoughts of movies, some random meal, and being bored. And this year was no different.

I woke up to a snuggly cat, made some coffee, and turned on the Thanksgiving Day Parade. I drank a mimosa, and we had Thanksgiving brunch. And since then, I’ve been sat in the same place and have watched 2.5 movies and an episode of Doctor Who.

I’m. So. Bored.

I’m not saying that I wish we did a huge family thing, because I don’t. One less holiday to have people ask me about what I’m doing with my life just to pretend that they actually care? Yes please. But it doesn’t stop me from feeling grumpy that is just past 6:30 and it feels like I should go to bed.

Perhaps I’m just not cut out to spend this many days at home in a row. Or maybe I should just sleep regardless of the holiday.

Either way, I’m going to quit rambling and finish this movie. Then I’ll debate myself on going to bed early or not. Haha

I hope you all have had a wonderful Thanksgiving filled with food and fun!
And if you’re going out shopping tomorrow that you snatch up all that you’re looking for!

So until tomorrow,


Minutes to spare

I’ve got eight minutes to write this post and have it go public.

Eight minutes isn’t a very long time, but in some cases, it could feel like forever. Waiting for news…baking a batch of cookies…waiting to go home after a long day of work. Eight minutes could last a lifetime, even if the arrival of what is on the other side isn’t all that fantastic.

I’ll use my eight minutes to think about the beautiful things in my life. Like friends coming to visit and having a job that is flexible and allows me to come and go as I please.

I’ve got a cat who, though a dick, seems to love me. I’ve got a roof over my head and an education that will take me somewhere some day. There are so many wonderful things that I could talk about, but the time isn’t allowing for it.

Eight little minutes. It’s enough time to┬áchange your entire mindset about something. Trust me.

Until tomorrow,


Turn and face the strain

Woo! I changed my blog’s theme! (Also, kudos to anyone who knows why the title of this post is what it is by the end of reading it. ­čśë )

It feels a bit cleaner now, don’t you think? I like the contrast between the before and the after quite a bit; moving from dark to light, a lovely change.

Sometimes it’s difficult to let ourselves change things, or be changed for that matter. I know that I find myself emotionally attached to more things that I would like to admit. My blog, for example, has looked exactly the same since I started it in November of 2010 and I had grown pretty attached to the dark-scaled color. Perhaps it was because I desperately longed to be a “brooding soul” or something dumb like that (emo college freshman probs), or maybe because I constantly find myself attracted to the darker side of things. Either way, I’ve resisted changing the way it looked because it just didn’t feel “right.” And it’s not just my blog, it’s a lot of things. Routines, the people I spend time with, the theories that I tend to flock to…the list goes on.

But it seems to me that change generally leads to growth. Maybe changing the way my blog looks won’t make me grow as a writer or as a human of this earth or something, but it was enough of one┬áto make me realize that even the smallest of changes can be thought-provoking (also a vehicle for growth in my opinion).

So now I wonder: If I can change something as simple as the color of my blog, what other things can I change for the better in my life?

One small step today, 65 bajillion leaps in the rest of my life. Amirite? ­čśŤ

Until tomorrow,


November is coming.

It’s almost here. Two days. There’s not enough time.

That’s right, NaBloPoMo starts on Saturday! That’s National Blog Post Month for all of you n00bs. Kidding. But only sort of.

I’ll be attempting to write a blog post every day during the month of November once again, and hopefully this year I won’t drop off half way through due to some mental instability (we can talk about that more later. We have a whole month together!)

This time around, I’ve actually got a load of things that I can talk about to keep interest from my audience! WOO! We’ve got exams, heartbreak, kitchen tables, school/graduation, safe zone training, cats, and a whole plethora of other things. I’ve actually realized how cathartic writing has become for me and I’m excited to explore its benefits now that I’ve made said realization.

Expect rambling. Expect eccentricity. Expect everything you’ve grown to love (or hate) about me.

And as usual, if you’ve got something that you’d like to see me write about or would like my opinion on something, let me know! I love receiving writing topics!

So until Saturday,


Lack of inspiration and motivation

If I didn’t think I had any inspiration to write yesterday, I REALLY don’t have any inspiration to write today.

I mean, I’ve had a few ┬ámoments today when I thought about something cool to write about in my daily blog, but by the time I had the time to write down my idea, I had already forgotten it six times over in a rush to keep customers happy.

And now I just find myself laying on the sofa, watching HGTV, and having absolutely ZERO motivation to write regardless of the lack of inspiration I have.

(I’m also falling asleep, so if this post rambles and doesn’t seem to make any sense, it’s because I thought something sounded awesome but instead make me sound uneducated.)

Maybe I should just bite the bullet and admit that today’s post goes completely against the goals I set up for myself for this writing activity. I knew it would come, I just didn’t think it would be this soon.

*backs away slowly as sleep tries to take over*

Please ignore this post. ­čśŤ

Until tomorrow,