Shit I wish I could say to you specifically:
- What the fuck happened? You’ve changed a lot since we first met.
- I thought we were friends but I guess not.
- You used to be nice and fun to hang out with but now you’re kind of a penis potato (let me know if you get the reference).
- What crawled up your ass and died?
- You’re closed off, cold, and kind of rude; you’ve been like this since you got a new significant other.
- Does having a new s/o suddenly change who you are?
- Does it determine whether or not you can still be nice to people?
- Were you really always this person, hiding under a facade until you got a s/o?
- Or is this just a thing that guys like you do because you can’t be nice to other girls while you’re dating someone?
- What the hell did I do to deserve this bullshit from you?
Can someone explain this fuckery to me? Because I still don’t get it.
Ten Reasons why Having a Bad Day is Okay
- Life isn’t perfect and because karma, like life, is a bitch. They just are.
- Because everyone else has bad days and if they claim that they don’t they are either lying or delusional.
- We learn from every struggle. Because getting through tough times, learning from what happened, and striving to not repeat the past or past mistakes is how we grow as a person.
- Bad days allow us to empathise with other people who might be going through the same thing. (If all we had were good days we would probably just roll our eyes and call them whiney instead of considering what that other person is experiencing).
- Because sometimes life needs to teach us a lesson; if we’re perceptive enough we’ll get it. (Some people just never learn though coughiwishyouknewwhoyouwerecough).
- You can’t always be running at 100% 24/7. Sometimes the stress of life, even the little things, builds up enough that you just have a bad day. Sometimes, you feel like you’re not motivated to do much, or that you’re grouchy, or that you’re sad. And that’s okay.
- Everyone has bad days, and everyone’s feelings are valid. Your feelings are valid. Relax in the way you enjoy, whether it be reading, watching television, having tea, or going on a walk. Take some time for yourself, and just allow yourself to work through the fog.
- Because sometimes those bad days are leading up to something truly wonderful, but we can’t see that until we reach the end.
- A bad day might just be a warning sign from your body, telling you that you need to slow down and have a “self-care day”. Listen to it.
- Because they don’t last forever.
I grew curious after my post last night and decided to ask my friends to find a song that describes me or is representative of me in one way or another. Here is what they had to say:
- Tove Lo – Cool Girl.
- Rachel Platten – Fight Song.
- Alicia Keys – Superwoman.
- Destiny’s Child – Independent Woman.
- State of Mind. – Killing Me.
- Smash into Pieces – Stronger.
- Scandroid – A Thousand Years.
- Carlos Santana – Black Magic Woman
- Nancy Sinatra – These Boots are Made for Walkin’.
- Demi Lovato – Confident.
I believe that music is an important part of the human experience. I have very specific memories associated with certain songs. They each represent something different in my life; these songs either have deep and significant meanings or have been important to me at one point or another.
- Agnes Obel – Riverside.
- Ed Sheeran – I See Fire.
- Joseph Attieh – Helwa.
- Sweedish House Mafia – Don’t You Worry Child.
- Tove Lo – Imaginary Friend.
- Sara Bareilles – King of Anything.
- Kelly Clarkson – People Like Us.
- B.o.B ft. Hayley Williams- Airplanes.
- Gym Class Heroes ft. Adam Levine – Stereo Hearts.
- Glenn Morrison – Goodbye.
Dear Stranger on the Bus,
You’re fucking creeping me out. Stop staring at me like you’re undressing me with your eyes. It’s weird and frankly uncalled for. And most importantly, you’re making me very uncomfortable. You may think it to be a compliment, but really it’s not.
There are countless other things on this bus for you to stare at or out of. Like the window for example (and watch the city lights go by). Or maybe at the phone you are speaking on making weird ‘mmm’ sounds. But I guess that is too much to ask right?
I guess appreciating the way someone looks is one thing but overly ogling for long periods of time is not. I glared at you did I not? Is my resting bitch face that appealing? Do I need to tell you to stop fucking staring? Would that make you uncomfortable?
If it does then you get it, you understand! Good fucking job! You wouldn’t like getting singled out in a crowd would you? It’s not very nice is it?
Ten Reasons Why You Should Start Playing Video Games
- It’s therapeutic. You get to let your frustrations and anger out at in-game issues.
- It’s okay to shoot things in the face online, but not in real-life.
- Gaming is like escaping into a new world.
- It’s an inclusive space. Whether you like first-person shooter, adventure, builder, or choose your own path games, there’s something for everyone.
- It’s a hobby and sometimes people do it for a living.
- You get to hang out with friends while playing – and you also get to meet some pretty cool people in-game.
- The graphics are beautiful and depending on the game, accurately represent real-life.
- You can explore themes, ideas, sexualities, situations, and consequences in a safe and controlled environment.
- Some of the soundtracks are AMAZING!
- Games are a wonderful tool for learning. It can honestly teach you real world skills like map reading, problem solving, hand-eye coordination, etc…
I’ve been in a really ‘blah’ mood today and instead of writing something geared towards how I’m feeling I wanted to write about things I’m grateful for.
- Waking up to a brand new day.
- Having a car that gets me from point A to point B easily.
- Drinking tea, because it is soothing for the soul.
- Having food on the table.
- Having a job, even if I don’t want to be there half the time.
- Mom’s cooking.
- Having the access to internet.
- Running water.
- Owning skin care and makeup products (because sometimes looking good and having good skin days makes be feel really good).
- Having family and friends that genuinely care about how I’m feeling/doing.