I have managed to get my thoughts together, after surviving the agonizing anxiety of the first 2 days of the year. “What are your plans this year? Any resolutions? What do you think needs to change?” Even if (by some supernatural force of nature) I had all these answers
I have been thinking about what to write for a while. Usually I find it easy to just go on about irrelevant information about my life but this time I wanted I to be different. I was thinking why I started a blog in the first place. I am horrible
Well I haven’t posted in a while. And BAM it was the new year. And I was too busy watching the stars to have anything to say about the new year. I still don’t have anything to say about the new year, since i have not made any real resolutions
There has always been a shaky relationship between being practical and being fashionable. Normally when things are practical they are far from fashionable, (for example Crocs) and when things are fashionable they are hardly practical (10 inch louboutins, jumpsuits -peeing is a mission in them… and the list goes on).
I’ve come to the conclusion that confusion may possibly be the most frustrating thing to feel. It’s like you know there is a mess somewhere In your house but you can’t seem to find it to clean it up… So everything just remains feeling so messy
I get up in the morning. I brush my teeth. I (hopefully) shower. I put on some clothes. I eat some cereal (while thinking about bacon). I put my bowl in the sink. Still no shoes on. Somehow I always get to this point. The point where I’m rushing trying
There are certain things that people say, that may sound smart and profound, but once you think of it in relation to the moment, you realize that they were probably not listening to you and gave a cheesy line to cover up for the inadequacy. These are the top 3