After a much needed break from blogging and yet popping up in social media in sporadic intervals (except in Twitter because, you know — Twitter = love), here I am. Let that sink in, dear reader: Here I am. You’re stuck with me and you know you love it. Because we are both addicted to what we’re not supposed to keep coming back to, amiright? Raise your hand and say — nay, yell a resounding, “AYE!” if you can relate to that. *pauses, nods head* I knew we’d get along famously.
Warning: Random bits and pieces of thoughts ahead!
Who else here is excited for Halloween?! It’s one of my favorite holidays. Too bad we don’t have autumn here and trick or treating is not as huge and insane as I would love it to be. The good news is that there are tons of parties held in clubs and bars and most cable channels typically air horror movies and series. LOVE IT. Absolutely. And speaking of horror: Check out this trailer of an upcoming TV series, “Midnight, Texas.” It’s so good because it’s creepy in all the right ways.
I am in the process of changing my hair color. I have been biting my nails over this and finally decided to just jump in and do it. Right now, the result is an annoying shade of disastrous blond. One word: brassy. Not gonna lie: I dislike it so much that I avoided looking at the mirror that day. But then I thought, “Okay, this is not the end of the world. This can be fixed.” And so fix it I will. Two words: Purple shampoo. This whole hair dyeing this time around is such an adventure that I plan on doing it never again after this one. (Fun fact: I am no Instagram star but when I posted a photo of myself sporting this new disastrous blond shade, I got more hearts than I anticipated. You guys, support (in the form of red hearts) found in social media can be so nice at times. Especially when you are walking around with a shitty shade of blond hair and seriously thinking of getting a short haircut to remedy it. Thank you to everyone who took pity on me and double tapped on that photo. You are the best!)
I forgot to pay for my ride on my commute back home the other day. Dear driver, I promise it was not intentional. I was such a space case that day. I honestly forgot. So, lesson learned.
“This week, just try to take it all in with an open heart. You aren’t required to walk through every door just because it’s open.” I just adore this horoscope. Not sure about its accuracy but it’s definitely well written.
“…your beautiful lion-tressed head…” Someone’s not doing their research when whipping up an astrological forecast! Please see that paragraph above, the one where I talked about my hair. Nonetheless, this horoscope was an enjoyable read. Wit does wonders to the heart and soul, yes.
Yes, yes. I have come to terms with the reasons why I have a practically non-existent love life. (Hint: The more I like you, the more you will never know because even I refuse to acknowledge the fact that I like you. Especially since it happens so rarely. Me liking — really, really liking — a guy. Comprende? See, this is exactly why you shouldn’t like me back.) So: Me and the so-called assholes, although I really wouldn’t call that term to my exes / guys I have dated.
So, you want to be a writer? Read this thought provoking piece for an amazing inspiration.
Okay, I’m only up to here for today’s post. Off I go to juggle reading, writing lists and random things, staying sane while squashing that crippling self doubt that stems from being painfully self-conscious, one hesitant step at a time.
Have a beautiful weekend, people of the internet! (Who are also real people while spending time away from the internet because, you know, I may not see your faces but I know you’re all real humans and not bots, so… What am I even saying??)
Have a smashing weekend! (Who says “smashing” anymore these days? Okay, I need to shut up now.)