Hi!
So my phone broke. For those that rely on their phones for communication, both social and educational or otherwise, I hope you understand. For those that laugh at the lost puppy look that a person has when they lose their phone or it breaks get ready to laugh yourself some washboard abs.
My phone, the iPhone 4S (my second one because the first one got a broken lock button) (guess what? this phones lock button broke on the day I got it haaa), died on me Monday and it kinda sort of stunk like a skunk. Now I'm no phone addict. I am an Internet addict. There's a difference. The only reason as to why I'm so heartbroken over the loss of my phone is because I've got some really important blackmail selfies of my friends, concert footage, and my ever important Notes app full of my poems and short stories. I of course didn't back up any of this, sans a few photos several months ago, so all of my data is gone. The Best Buy fellas said I might not even be getting my contacts back. This haunts me because without all those useless numbers from sixth grades past and those "social times" at football games freshman year I will have probably a whopping fifteen numbers in my phone. Several of which will be food places.
All jokes aside I was absolutely crushed when I was told that my writing was gone. For me, my words formed into fictional relationships and made up worlds was like a diary. I could go back and read any work and remember how I felt when I wrote it and where I was etc. Yet stupidly I had them all on my phone and didn't transfer them to a hard-drive. But I suppose theres a silver lining, a few friends that I share my pieces with have so graciously sorted through their messages going back a few weeks and have managed to find a few things for me. So I thank them for that.
BUT LET ME JUST INFORM YOU ALL THAT SAVING YOUR GOOD LOVINGS ON A HARD DRIVE OR ON iCLOUD IS THE WAY TO GO DON'T BE A TECH DORK LIKE ME AND MAKE YOURSELF SAD WHEN AN UNRELIABLE PIECE OF TECHNOLOGY FAILS ON YOU BECAUSE IT WILL FAIL JUST TO SPITE YOU AND MAKE YOU FEEL LIKE YOURE A CAVEMAN IN A WORLD OF BILL GATES'.
Despite my previous sadness I'm okay because getting discouraged from doing something you love (writing and taking amazing selfies) is never the way to do it. Plus I get a new phone out of this so maybe just maybe if the phone isn't defective I'll have my first working lock button in almost two years!
Cheers!
xxxxxx
Wednesday, March 26, 2014
Sunday, March 23, 2014
Butter Is That You?
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The Value of A Good Talk With Mom
Hello!
So two nights ago I found out I was wait listed at a college I applied to. I was just minding my own, waiting for the light to turn so my friend and I could finally get some dinner when my brother texted me. He was wondering if I had found out yet and I had absolutely no clue what he was talking about until my lovely friend enlightened me that the decisions were out and on our school profiles. Of course my phone was bugging out trying to fight all of the internet traffic to get onto the website and of course Red Robin didn't have free wifi so I was made to sit while the anxiety festered within me.
By the time the website popped up I was already having irregular heartbeats and was no longer craving my turkey burger with guacamole on a whole wheat bun with a side of sweet potato fries, no, instead I was feeling sick to my stomach. So when I finally saw the decision bolded as "WAIT LISTED" my mood crashed and burned. I had "dust in my eyes" for a good twenty minutes with constant words of consolation from both of my friends that were there. I wasn't bummed about being wait listed at that particular college but was instead bummed by the implications of it. Essentially it meant that my dream school was more than likely not going to accept me.
Now I won't go on and on about how many times I cried over the huge cloud of disappointments that my mind all of a sudden wished to dig up and present to me but I will talk about my talk with my mom yesterday. Nothing, and I mean nothing, will ever compare to having a real nitty gritty conversation with a seasoned adult full of life experience. I was eating a super fresh Krispy Kreme donut as a means to lower my sadness level as my mom spoke to me yesterday. As I said before my mood wasn't due to the wait list, it was due to my feelings of inadequacy because more often than not if you aren't talented in an entertainment or athletic field then all you've got is your brain and I felt as if mine had failed me. Sweet, sensible mom opened my eyes to the possibilities of life despite setbacks. I'm not one to stress over the future, all I've got is big dreams, and my mom knows this. But now I know that even though things aren't set and the world is always changing that things will be okay because sometimes you've just got to trust the word of a person that would give up anything and everything for you. I'm very grateful for all the support I had from a lot of thoughtful loving family and friends. As one of my friends said, "When you're successful and rich you can look back and say "suck it"".
So for anyone in that awkward stage of "am I in?", "where will I go?", "how am I going to get through this?, "why is this happening to me?" just know that the way you handle those setbacks defines you, not the actual setbacks themselves.
xxx
So two nights ago I found out I was wait listed at a college I applied to. I was just minding my own, waiting for the light to turn so my friend and I could finally get some dinner when my brother texted me. He was wondering if I had found out yet and I had absolutely no clue what he was talking about until my lovely friend enlightened me that the decisions were out and on our school profiles. Of course my phone was bugging out trying to fight all of the internet traffic to get onto the website and of course Red Robin didn't have free wifi so I was made to sit while the anxiety festered within me.
By the time the website popped up I was already having irregular heartbeats and was no longer craving my turkey burger with guacamole on a whole wheat bun with a side of sweet potato fries, no, instead I was feeling sick to my stomach. So when I finally saw the decision bolded as "WAIT LISTED" my mood crashed and burned. I had "dust in my eyes" for a good twenty minutes with constant words of consolation from both of my friends that were there. I wasn't bummed about being wait listed at that particular college but was instead bummed by the implications of it. Essentially it meant that my dream school was more than likely not going to accept me.
Now I won't go on and on about how many times I cried over the huge cloud of disappointments that my mind all of a sudden wished to dig up and present to me but I will talk about my talk with my mom yesterday. Nothing, and I mean nothing, will ever compare to having a real nitty gritty conversation with a seasoned adult full of life experience. I was eating a super fresh Krispy Kreme donut as a means to lower my sadness level as my mom spoke to me yesterday. As I said before my mood wasn't due to the wait list, it was due to my feelings of inadequacy because more often than not if you aren't talented in an entertainment or athletic field then all you've got is your brain and I felt as if mine had failed me. Sweet, sensible mom opened my eyes to the possibilities of life despite setbacks. I'm not one to stress over the future, all I've got is big dreams, and my mom knows this. But now I know that even though things aren't set and the world is always changing that things will be okay because sometimes you've just got to trust the word of a person that would give up anything and everything for you. I'm very grateful for all the support I had from a lot of thoughtful loving family and friends. As one of my friends said, "When you're successful and rich you can look back and say "suck it"".
So for anyone in that awkward stage of "am I in?", "where will I go?", "how am I going to get through this?, "why is this happening to me?" just know that the way you handle those setbacks defines you, not the actual setbacks themselves.
xxx
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
Cold Day Clothing
Hey, hey, hey.
Okay so back in my first post I said this was going to be a fashion blog. Then in my third post I said this blog would encompass a great deal of things including fashion. Now, I am finally posting a nice little blurb of *dramatic music plays as I look over my shirt collar* fashion.
I'm very much a fan of expressing your personality and mood through clothing. Today has been cold, as expected, so I decided to put on a big snazzy sweater this morning in hopes of staying even slightly room temperature. Too bad all the rooms I was in today were below freezing, thank you public school budget.
The first look is the outfit I actually quite literally wore in the presence of my peers.
So if anyone looks at these awkwardly posed pictures of me and say, "Hey I want to know what that sassy outfit is comprised of" I will list out each individual piece. The brand will be in ( ) following the description.
The top is one of my favorite t-shirts because it says "No Sleep Till" and has a picture of the Brooklyn Bridge on it, love me some Beastie Boys (American Eagle Outfitters). Next is the lovely high waisted pants I've got covering my lower half. Originally I wasn't aware of the acid wash texture that the dye gave the pants but I'm absolutely all for a bit of retro in my wardrobe (H&M). My cardigan (Cotton On) is actually from that nice little haul I had when I was down in Florida this past summer! It's a rich burgundy and it's starting to get little picks in it from the amount of times I've worn it. Poor baby.
Those shoes directly above this sentence are my go to booties (Report) and I have worn them down a great deal. I happen to be a huuuuge fan of booties, with or without heels, and these ones are my only black pair so they deserve an extra bit of loving. I recommend these ones to anyone who wants a shoe that can be dressed up or down.
This look is a wee bit classier. You could wear something like this to an important dinner and also wear it to your local Walmart at an ungodly hour to buy snacks. The hat (H&M) is an incredibly soft felt material that I have been searching for since last fall. Alas she has alluded me until a few weeks ago. Layering as you all know is a must have for me. The undershirt I'm wearing is a black crop top (American Eagle Outfitters) that has a silky texture which definitely juxtaposes the more chunky and picked texture of the multicolored metallic sweater (Cotton On). I paired it back to my lovely high waisted denim pants (H&M) and a black blazer I got ages ago (H&M).
For my final look I went for a totally casual and everyday sort of vibe.
I never ever wear jackets. Like ever. But this one is pretty unique. It's got a lightness to it while still keeping you warm. The hood and ability to cinch and uncinch the waist are definite pluses but on top of that the color is something I haven't really come across in an everyday outdoors jacket (American Eagle).
I got these fancy shmancy shoes at Pac Sun, again I don't know by what brand, but they were a whopping $9 so its obvious that I had to break my bank to shell out that kind of money.
Overall I think trying on different styles while still keeping a casual vibe is a great way to create a versatile deck of cards tucked away for different occasions, as evidenced by the distinctly casual outfits shown above.
Now, I leave with some rather nice blooper shots.
Okay so back in my first post I said this was going to be a fashion blog. Then in my third post I said this blog would encompass a great deal of things including fashion. Now, I am finally posting a nice little blurb of *dramatic music plays as I look over my shirt collar* fashion.
I'm very much a fan of expressing your personality and mood through clothing. Today has been cold, as expected, so I decided to put on a big snazzy sweater this morning in hopes of staying even slightly room temperature. Too bad all the rooms I was in today were below freezing, thank you public school budget.
The first look is the outfit I actually quite literally wore in the presence of my peers.
The top is one of my favorite t-shirts because it says "No Sleep Till" and has a picture of the Brooklyn Bridge on it, love me some Beastie Boys (American Eagle Outfitters). Next is the lovely high waisted pants I've got covering my lower half. Originally I wasn't aware of the acid wash texture that the dye gave the pants but I'm absolutely all for a bit of retro in my wardrobe (H&M). My cardigan (Cotton On) is actually from that nice little haul I had when I was down in Florida this past summer! It's a rich burgundy and it's starting to get little picks in it from the amount of times I've worn it. Poor baby.
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| Excuse the mud I happen to live in a sopping wet mudland. |
This look is a wee bit classier. You could wear something like this to an important dinner and also wear it to your local Walmart at an ungodly hour to buy snacks. The hat (H&M) is an incredibly soft felt material that I have been searching for since last fall. Alas she has alluded me until a few weeks ago. Layering as you all know is a must have for me. The undershirt I'm wearing is a black crop top (American Eagle Outfitters) that has a silky texture which definitely juxtaposes the more chunky and picked texture of the multicolored metallic sweater (Cotton On). I paired it back to my lovely high waisted denim pants (H&M) and a black blazer I got ages ago (H&M).
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| Cute... |
For my final look I went for a totally casual and everyday sort of vibe.
I never ever wear jackets. Like ever. But this one is pretty unique. It's got a lightness to it while still keeping you warm. The hood and ability to cinch and uncinch the waist are definite pluses but on top of that the color is something I haven't really come across in an everyday outdoors jacket (American Eagle).
This flannel (American Eagle) is by far my favorite flannel ever ever ever in the history of flannels ever. It keeps you toasty without overheating you and I bought it oversized because why not. My shirt I bought at Pac Sun, not sure which brand because the printed on tag wore off, but it says "Catastrophe" with cats shooting lasers out of their eyes. It is everything to me. Lastly, are my shoes. Now brace yourselves because they're white. Agh! Gah! Travesty of all travesties! White in winter! Shame! Actually, I don't really follow rules like that, though I've been told I should.
I got these fancy shmancy shoes at Pac Sun, again I don't know by what brand, but they were a whopping $9 so its obvious that I had to break my bank to shell out that kind of money.
Overall I think trying on different styles while still keeping a casual vibe is a great way to create a versatile deck of cards tucked away for different occasions, as evidenced by the distinctly casual outfits shown above.
Now, I leave with some rather nice blooper shots.
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Until next time. xxxx
Monday, March 17, 2014
Snow Day Follies
Hello there!
So last night, or this morning depending on who you talk to, I went to sleep with the beautiful announcement of no school and awoke to a winter wonderland despite the fact that it's March. Now, I don't really do "snow" or "cold weather that makes me want to jump into a volcano for even an ounce of warmth" but I am eternally grateful to the looming presence of global warnings effects on Mother Nature and how she has decided to grace me with a blanket of cancellations. This being said it is very difficult to stay productive on snow days like this one. I for example, have been on my phone reading stories about warmth, on Instagram looking at pictures of warm places, and generally lusting over, you guessed it! Warmth.
But in a moment of strength I have sat my pretty little devil phone down and have gotten to some reading. Now, I've got myself a bad case of wanderlust. It's lingering and I am constantly saying "Oooh I want to go there and do this and eat that and breathe that air I'm sure it's lovely to be around those people." In the past few weeks I've realized that this is a problem for I am neglecting to see the nice things that surround me for there are always nice things to appreciate. I could've just brushed off the nagging feeling that I am going about being happy and satisfied all wrong but instead I picked up this beauty.
Ah yes, The Happiness Project.
This wonderfully candid little book is opening my eyes in new ways and I'm only on the first chapter (after having owned it for almost a year, yikes!). What's refreshing about this book is that I can relate to what this woman is feeling regarding how she wants more from life. It's nice to know I'm not alone.
Though I am only a tiny bit of the ways into this book I highly recommend it. Finding what makes you happy and doing what you can to make it encompass your entire life is a virtue I hope to achieve with a little help from this book.
So besides reading, doing scholarships for college, and generally pining after Michael Scofield and Tim Riggins, I went to lunch with my good old father. Nothing like a Panera date with someone who begrudgingly lets you eat off their plate because they're used to 20+ years of their wife doing it.
In essence today has been very much about not doing anything at all and not feeling bad about it. So I leave with pictures of my ride to civilization from the wilderness in which I live.
Pretty. Pretty and dangerous. Pretty and dangerous and why I didn't drive.
And then some cute little horses munchin on damp hay and straw.
xxxxx
So last night, or this morning depending on who you talk to, I went to sleep with the beautiful announcement of no school and awoke to a winter wonderland despite the fact that it's March. Now, I don't really do "snow" or "cold weather that makes me want to jump into a volcano for even an ounce of warmth" but I am eternally grateful to the looming presence of global warnings effects on Mother Nature and how she has decided to grace me with a blanket of cancellations. This being said it is very difficult to stay productive on snow days like this one. I for example, have been on my phone reading stories about warmth, on Instagram looking at pictures of warm places, and generally lusting over, you guessed it! Warmth.
But in a moment of strength I have sat my pretty little devil phone down and have gotten to some reading. Now, I've got myself a bad case of wanderlust. It's lingering and I am constantly saying "Oooh I want to go there and do this and eat that and breathe that air I'm sure it's lovely to be around those people." In the past few weeks I've realized that this is a problem for I am neglecting to see the nice things that surround me for there are always nice things to appreciate. I could've just brushed off the nagging feeling that I am going about being happy and satisfied all wrong but instead I picked up this beauty.
Ah yes, The Happiness Project.
This wonderfully candid little book is opening my eyes in new ways and I'm only on the first chapter (after having owned it for almost a year, yikes!). What's refreshing about this book is that I can relate to what this woman is feeling regarding how she wants more from life. It's nice to know I'm not alone.
Though I am only a tiny bit of the ways into this book I highly recommend it. Finding what makes you happy and doing what you can to make it encompass your entire life is a virtue I hope to achieve with a little help from this book.
So besides reading, doing scholarships for college, and generally pining after Michael Scofield and Tim Riggins, I went to lunch with my good old father. Nothing like a Panera date with someone who begrudgingly lets you eat off their plate because they're used to 20+ years of their wife doing it.
In essence today has been very much about not doing anything at all and not feeling bad about it. So I leave with pictures of my ride to civilization from the wilderness in which I live.
Pretty. Pretty and dangerous. Pretty and dangerous and why I didn't drive.
xxxxx
Sunday, March 16, 2014
Hello, hello. I haven't been on here in the longest time because I couldn't quite figure out how I wanted to run this blog. I feel like I want to have some sort of goal for all of this writing and I think I've just now found it. Lately I've been faced with truckloads of tough choices and a great deal of emotions. For those of you that don't know I'm a senior in high school and am finding myself to be in a position where grades, social life, and sanity are coming at a standstill. It's insane the amount of pressure that my peers and I are being placed under but you know what? I don't even mind.
Last week I had a little cry sesh over the fact that I couldn't bring myself to come up with how to analyze a passage in Great Expectations. Yes, I actually cried over that. The next day I realized that its something we all go through, getting stressed over whatever it may be but hey when you wake up tomorrow morning you've just go to make like Elsa and let it go.
Another epiphany moment was a car ride I had with my dad. He knows, like most everyone else, that high school is sort of a dead end for me and I haven't really enjoyed all the immaturity and rudeness. However, this wise man got into my brain and planted the seed of opportunity. He told me that high school happens once (thank the heavens) and that I should take advantage of the opportunities that only high school can give me such as prom, sporting events (I shut him down on that one, not a fan of high school sports unless a friend is playing in them woooooops), and spending time with the people I actually do like. It sounded a lot better coming from him but he helped me see that constantly looking forward makes you lose every other aspect of you life and I think life is too short and much too precious to be wasted.
That being said, I've decided to make this blog all about everything. I don't know what I want to be one day. I don't know which college I'll go to or who I'll be friends with or where I'll be living. All I know is that I'm ready to take the next step and actually live my life instead of waiting for tomorrow to roll around. This blog is going to be about places I want to go, fashion I'm into, food, my love of writing, life in general and I really would like if you, those of you reading or maybe I'm just talking to pixels, got something out of this. I want to be the voice I never got to hear when I was younger. I want to be an inspiration and even if no one reads this I'm still making myself proud by taking a step towards a dream I've had for a while now.
Thanks for reading this horribly mundane post. I really do appreciate it. Tonight I'm hopefully going to do a post about college applications and how to whittle down your choices!
Hayley xxxxx
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