It’s an unavoidable fact. I’m a hoarder. Just as all hoarders, I find something incredibly significant with material objects that are incredibly useless. Well guess what? This hoarder just got bitch slapped by my new and improved (okay on the way to improved) self. And this new self is going to be a cold, hard, and determined woman who is ready to live in twice as less crap than she did in the past two years of her college life.
My summer roadtrip to Portland and Seattle was supposed to be this magical and amazing adventure which would result in all sixty of my instagram followers to drool with envy. Unfortunately the only one drooling was me, after realizing in shock that my dedication to planning the perfect roadtrip resulted in strict expectations and a concrete set routine.
With the amazing power blogging I managed to pull out of myself in the month of July, it left me feeling a little empty for August. And although it took exactly two weeks for me to feel like writing anything worthy to post on my blog, I decided a good wholesome monthly goals will put me right on track to spew out whatever nonsense I want to share with some of you guys.
Sure it’s already halfway through August, and no that doesn’t mean it’s too late for some goals. Never is guys.
Okay I’ll admit, this really isn’t that big of a deal for several of you here on WordPress. As I scroll through my reader, I see countless blogs with profile pictures of your actual face, and even your (supposedly) real names.
The internet makes it so easy to broadcast yourself but I honestly feel safer knowing that I remain anonymous as I share my life with a few of you here. With that being said, there are still people like me who remain anonymous and rely on their blogs name rather than their own.
So how do people decide to be anonymous or not? Does being anonymous allow greater freedom with our writing, or does it hinder it?
Hey guys! Here are the Seattle plans for my family’s summer road trip! I’m excited to share what I have planned after our visit to Portland! To be completely honest, I was more excited to visit Portland, but after googling some cool places in Seattle I think I’ll enjoy Seattle just as much because there’s much to do!
My family has taken a liking to “all american family road trips”, and I’ve planned every single one of the trips we’ve taken. From the Grand Canyon to Yellowstone, I’ve had my fair share of intense googling and hotel booking. This summer my parents want to go to Portland and Seattle, and I think it’ll be interesting to see how much of my plans actually go through! So here’s a peek at my itinerary I’ve built up for our Portland part of the trip! (Seattle will be a separate post!)
I always knew there was a difference between me and one of my younger brothers since we were really young. I always got praises in school for getting really good grades, and by the time I hit middle school, my younger brother was earning the same praises so there was no surprise. But then the difference between us grew even greater once I started high school, and once I hit college, the difference was blindingly obvious.
It’s always humbling and important to remember that in the grand scheme of things, that your stay on earth is incredibly temporary. So if you trip while grabbing your coffee at Starbucks, no one’s gonna care in 3 seconds!! And no, not in a pessimistic “my life means nothing” kind of way, but in a beautiful freeing “well if I make a mistake, in the grand scheme of things, it’s OKAY!”.
Let me tell you right now before I get into any deep analysis of the plot and all the little itty bitty details. I LOVE the couple. I LOVE LOVE the main leads. I love them so damn much. My heart aches for their happiness and CUTENESS. I’ve never seen such a cuter couple (yeah weightlifting fairy was cute but I’m biased towards park boyoung). So without further ado, here are my thoughts on why half the drama was beautiful, and the other half…well you’ll see.
The concept of fast fashion is like that taboo little thing that you know you shouldn’t be involved with, but isn’t really a big deal if you are. It’s in the back of your mind at times, but the cute as hell top erases any doubts you’ve had about buying a 7$ shirt that people in Bangladesh have probably slaved over.