Sunday, November 23, 2014
(Maybe I should've titled this "Why Do I Blog?"... but meh, pronouns amirite.)
I know I've been away for ages, and I sort of did mention on my twitter that I was taking a blog hiatus-ish. It's just that it's nearly finals season, which means study grinding, all day errday! Not that you need to hear me whine about school... It's probably the most redundant thing to read from bloggers, because a) if you're a student, then you've got your own school work to worry about, and b) if you're finished school, then you're really finished with school, if you know what I mean!
Anyway, tangent aside, I decided to sit down and try to puke up a blog post (y'know, like word vomit? probably could've found a more appealing metaphor...) today as a reflection of my writing, or my life, or whatever.
My life as of late has been a clutter of normal highs and bewildering lows. Add school stressin' to that list, and cue "damn, what the hell am I doing with my life" mental crisis. So... I apologize if I'm not too coherent in this post. Like I said, word vomit. ;)
I've always viewed myself as a sort of writer. What I didn't know for sure, exactly, was how good I was. Of course, I've always put on my resume "excellent written communication skills" and that sort of thing, but it doesn't exactly count because I'm saying that about myself.
I've also always been aware that, career-wise, I wanted to go into something to do with my "talent" of writing. But as someone studying for a BA degree, and what's more, as an English major, I've been the butt of many jokes about how I'm to be a poor starving artist (re: UNEMPLOYED) upon graduation. Some of them were made by myself, because what is life if you can't laugh at yourself, or y'know, pretend to make a situation funny in order to distract from its horribly true and grim reality?
Okay, so I'm probably being pessimistic. And I didn't mean for this post turn into a long ramble about the struggles of figuring out life beyond graduation, but as you can see, it's been weighing quite heavily on my mind lately, haha.
So. Why do I blog?
I don't know if this is going to seem like a super belated conclusion, and I'm not fishing for compliments or anything, either... but to be honest, it always surprises/flatters me when people tell me "I write so well". Like people actually like my writing!/? It almost makes me feel validated as a writer, or even as a person, because I feel like maybe there is something about this whole writing career plan, after all. (Now I sort of feel like I just revealed part of my inner psyche to the world... #vulnerable)
Well, of course, the purpose of my blogging is not to get compliments from people. I blog simply because I like writing, and I guess it's almost part of human nature to want to put yourself out there, if only online. I'm rather introverted, and writing comes more easily to me than speaking by far.
Oh geez, maybe I should learn to make my rambles shorter, haha. (It can't be helped though, sometimes I just have a lot to say! And I've been rather silent on the blog lately, anyway.)
I also blog, because I want to record my life, and my thoughts. It's like keeping an online diary. What's more, I get to explore my interests through this blog. Writing is so versatile, and I love that I can use it as an avenue to talk/learn about things like fashion, or music, or whatever. (Plus, it makes for an easy answer when people ask the dreaded question about hobbies...)
Maybe I should've more aptly titled this post "Why Do You Write?", hahaha. But y'all catch my drift. More or less. And now I'm just not really making sense anymore, so I'll go back to studying now.
TLDR; I blog, because I like writing. :)
Happy Sunday, everyone!
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
Image Credits, from left to right, top to bottom, via Tumblr
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10
So, I was curating @PeopleofKW on Twitter last week and on Monday, decided to blog everyday last week. Of course, you already know that it didn't quite turn out that way, because midterms happened. Again. But rejoice, midterms are now over and I've got two blissful (sort of) weeks before all the assignments and projects start piling up before the end of term. Fourth year of university is seriously no joke.
Remember how I used to shoot my own outfits and all that in the efforts of being a personal style blogger? Those were fun. (If you're interested in my #ootd's, by the way, check out my Instagram. Selfies are included free of charge.) I've been interested in starting those up again, although the logistical issues are always the worst -- camera, photographer, time. But in the meantime, I'm also seriously enjoying the wealth of outfit inspiration that is Tumblr.
Anyway, as long as I'm not further swamped with work this week, I'll be seeing you soon in my next post!
Monday, October 20, 2014
A style post? Yay! This time, I'm featuring an autumn favourite: the over-the-knee boot. It's a classic but can also be difficult to style sometimes because they can look slightly intimidating. They're kind of sophisticated but can also add a certain 'punch' to an outfit. So here are two looks I've styled with said boots!
Click to see the second look after the jump!
#1 Dress It Down
Click to see the second look after the jump!
Sunday, October 19, 2014
Basically the less Tumblr version of "Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened." "Live with no regrets." "Life goes on."
It's been kind of a tumultuous week, what with midterms and essays, a constant battle between lethargy and restlessness, and the stress of trying to pull myself together. But as someone said to me recently, "having it all together" is merely an illusion. I guess I don't mind.
Maybe I'm still coming to terms with things. Things like being myself. *insert thumbs up*
PS. Promise this is last of the autumn/train track photos! ;) hehe.
Thursday, October 16, 2014
This is a thing. ;)
As I mentioned in my Thanksgiving post, I went on a road trip of sorts with my family -- to Sault Ste. Marie! We joined this train tour -- which I have mixed feelings about, because the views were stellar, but it meant about more or less 9 hours of sitting on said train. Anyway, thought I'd share some gorgeous photos.