Right now I am sitting at home on my couch, the vanilla incense is burning and my dryer is singing the little song it plays whenever it finishes a cycle. I am so grateful for this moment, for the comfort I have in my own home at this time. My biggest concern's at this moment are 'what am I eating for dinner' or 'what am I going to wear for work tomorrow' and 'When am I going to complete my next homework assignment'. This is a luxury, not everyone has the privilege to have these little things right now. With everything going on in Israel and Palestine, where civilians are not safe nor comfortable in their own homes. Where if they are not fearful of militants breaking into their homes and taking their families hostage, then they are fearing an airstrike hitting their homes and towns. This is not some thing I have to worry about right now, and hopefully will never have to worry about. While I am here, safe at home, the least I can do is think about the victims of this war, of this crisis. The least I can do is hope that somehow these families will be able to flee, before they are harmed any further. The least I can do is educate myself on this issue, stay up to date and stay aware. My thoughts are with all of the innocent lives that are forced to endure this catastrophic conflict.
Anyways, I guess I will remain here on my couch, listening to my tunes...
Guys, I am slowly slipping into a Hozier rabbit hole
I don't know how it happened, but one day I was listening to the Broski Report by Brittany Broski with host Brittany Broski of the Broski Report, where she was absolutely GUSHING about her love for Hozier. I had known of Hozier, I was a CAUSAL listener but guys... GUYS... It is getting serious now. I am slipping and tripping and sliding and falling down this Hozier rabbit hole and god damnit I don't want to be saved. LET ME FALL!!! I am having a grand ol' time! Okay!!!! Leave me be!!! Yeah that is basically all I have to say about that. Stream wasteland, baby! by Hozier on your favorite streaming platform.
Guys, I am slowly slipping into a Hozier rabbit hole
I don't know how it happened, but one day I was listening to the Broski Report by Brittany Broski with host Brittany Broski of the Broski Report, where she was absolutely GUSHING about her love for Hozier. I had known of Hozier, I was a CAUSAL listener but guys... GUYS... It is getting serious now. I am slipping and tripping and sliding and falling down this Hozier rabbit hole and god damnit I don't want to be saved. LET ME FALL!!! I am having a grand ol' time! Okay!!!! Leave me be!!! Yeah that is basically all I have to say about that. Stream wasteland, baby! by Hozier on your favorite streaming platform.
sweet little baby gracie was born today. my little brother is a dad now. nothing feels the same. change is good though.
watching your siblings grow up… it happens so fast. i swear it feels like we were just 14 and 16 playing GTA, in a busted ass motel room when we were supposed to be doing our school work. now he has a WHOLE ASS FAMILY! a fiancé and a baby. it’s WEIRD! i am feeling sentimental
this is embarrassing but… i sprained my fucking ankle at the damn skate park. i was with my younger sisters and i was telling them that they need to bend their knees as they go down the slopes and then as i did it for example….but i didn’t bend my knees and the board slipped from under me and i delicately but violently sprained my baby girl ankle.
anyways, i’m not cool. i looked like a mother trying to skateboard with her teen children.
i’m just a girl, okay? i’m just a girl in the world and that’s all i’ll ever be. not a skater girl.
my human sexuality course is teaching me a lot. did you know that the main reason we are assigned a binary gender at birth is because society needs to know how to act towards us? that’s so fucking nosey. mind your own business society. you FEAR the unknown so badly that you need to label strangers just so you know how to interact with them. i’m tired of the assumptions of gender! assigning gender at birth has made it easier for OTHERS to identify and understand what they assume people to be. but it’s also created an even larger issue of discrimination and an extra obstacle in life for people who don’t conform or identify with their assigned gender at birth. it’s fucked up. and i am angry. fucking ASK ME what i identify as!! ASK ME what my pronouns are! is it really that hard?? it takes less brain power to ask than to assume. when will we learn that you cannot put simple definitions on things that are so complex- and on things that are constantly evolving and changing?
i am so thankful to live in a time that is challenging the gender binary status quo.
sitting outside and a tiny spider started crawling on my sweater sleeve and fell onto my leg. normally i would absolutely smash that motherfucker but- the spider poem was right. what gives me the right to kill that tiny dude just because i am scared of it. what if he was sitting in this chair before me- and i almost smashed him so he’s just getting back at me by crawling on my leg??
anyways, i moved him and the chair is now his. i have made peace with the spider. that’s all
I just gone home from work and am waiting for my boyfriend to get home so I can make some fuckin’ chicken tendies. I went to braums after work for fries and that scrumptious braums sauce, and when i asked for the sauce the server window man looked at me in the eyes and said “No” UH!! but sir!!! I asked kindly and said please! My saying please legally BINDS YOU to giving me the sauce. Please sir. This is a matter of life and death. I need tendie sauce. It won’t be the same without it!!
Anyways, so server window man said “No” and I sat there in awh of the situation. Not the cute, admiration ‘awh’ but the shocked, no words ‘awh’. I was not expecting him to say no, not because I always get my way… or because no one ever says no to me… no. I just wasn’t anticipating the sass from this server window man. It was so sassy, I was blown away.
So yeah, I stared in shock at the window for a second and then.. after about 10 seconds he reappears!!! With TWO braums sauces!!! He says “I was just joking, have a good day”. Thank you for the sauces my man, and I hope YOU have a good day.
This experience is something I will never forget. Listen, I’ve been thinking about that situation for about 30 minutes. It’s stuck with me, my bad is still in shock. Pls don’t play w me, gimme dat sauce and let’s me on about our days.
Anywho, thanks braums guy. For giving me a spooky little shock but also for giving me the sauce. I guess you didn’t have to, but you did. That’s cool.
Hope that made some sort of sense because I am not gonna proof read it. Sorry :0
I'm starting this diary blog for fun. Who knows if I will regularly update it or not (I probably won't). I guess I just wanted a little place to write out anything I am feeling, doing, touching, smelling, or listening to. Literally anything. It sounded fun and cute and aesthetic so here I am! Let's see how this shit goes.