If you’ve been here for a while, you know how much talking I do about my mental health (eg here). Then, there’s all the thoughts that I don’t share on here, but have going on in my head. Do I talk about all of this? Nope. But with all the drama (this drama) going on in my life, I thought I better be brave, and go see a counselor. I was scared out of my mind, and wasn’t entirely sure what I was going to talk to them about, but I did go. It was… well, not the most helpful. I’m still proud, though, and I still think other people should go! Continue reading “I actually went to a counselor!”
I’ve said a couple of times before, that my music taste is a mess of a whole lot of different things. I tend to binge-listen to some artists, then never listen to them again, and my playlists are full of a whole lot of everything. So, here’s a list of some of the things that have been playing on my Spotify playlist recently – and songs that I would definitely recommend. Continue reading “You Should Listen To This (music #2)”
Oh hey, remember when I used to do these all the time? Well, they’re back! Top Ten Tuesday is a weekly meme created by the Broke and the Bookish, where you answer the prompt with your ten picks. And this weeks prompt, as the title says, is books that I struggled with, but ended up loving.
All book titles link to their Goodreads pages Continue reading “Books I Struggled With, But Loved By the End (Top Ten Tuesday #44)”
Let me tell you, August has been a MONTH. So much has been going on in my personal life, that internet me/free time me has just… disappeared. She’s coming back in September though (I hope, no promises). But, despite all of that, I thought I’d catch you up on what I have been doing, and also give myself some goals for next month!
Out of everything, reading has been suffering the most. We’re not even going to go through all the challenges I said I was going to try and do, because just, nope. In August, I read (and reviewed) the Rest of Us Just Live Here. That’s it. I’ve nearly finished The Brothers, and hopefully I’ll finish Fangirl pretty soon, but reading just hasn’t been the priority for me. Reading slumps, man, they are a STRUGGLE. Continue reading “August 2017 Wrap-Up, and September Goals”
What if you aren’t the Chosen One? The one who’s supposed to fight the zombies, or the soul-eating ghosts, or whatever the heck this new thing is, with the blue lights and the death?
What if you’re like Mikey? Who just wants to graduate and go to prom and maybe finally work up the courage to ask Henna out before someone goes and blows up the high school. Again.
Because sometimes there are problems bigger than this week s end of the world, and sometimes you just have to find the extraordinary in your ordinary life.
Even if your best friend is worshipped by mountain lions.
So, if you missed the first half of the story yesterday, you can read it here. Unless you’re an irl friend, then please stop. We’re carrying on from Friday night, pals being pals, hanging out and drinking. A note; drinking rarely works for us as a group. I stay mostly sober (this night, completely sober), and drama almost always happens. Woo.
So, everyone is drinking, cool cool. We’re good, we’re friends, stuff happens that isn’t relevant right now, but may be relevant another time. Another girl comes over, a friend of Zeus’s, and when the others go out for their own walk, me and her and another girl decide to stay. We’re chatting, all good, and Zeus comes storming back in the room after this walk, absolutely fuming. I mean, I’ve never seen him this mad. So, we’re trying to get him to talk, and making sure he doesn’t break anything (because he was very close to breaking his keyboard), when the girls come back in. Here’s another place where I messed up – I was stressed about my lil friend, and all I knew was that something happened on that walk that made him mad. So, I accused the girls of doing something wrong, or at least not telling me something that might have set him off. Obviously, no one likes being told they did something wrong, and I was so stressed that I didn’t stop for a second to think about that. I just kept asking and asking what had happened, ignoring them when they were clearly upset. Good one, me. But, nothing happened, and I’m still not sure what set him off.
Continue reading “And it gets even worse… (the week from hell pt3)”
The last week of semester was… hard, for want of a better word. A fight with my friends resulted in no one talking to me for an entire week, and I struggled. I struggled a lot. Things are far from back to normal now, as well. So strap yourselves in, kiddos, because although I’m about to tell you the facts (or, my interpretation of the facts), this is just the first explanation post in a hundred different self-analysis posts that are about to come at you.
If you want to know the characters, and stuff about my love life with these people, read this post here.
Continue reading ““Tell me your interpretation of the truth” (The Week From Hell pt2)”