Hoo dang, has it been a long.. week, thereabouts. More like a long five days, but it's felt longer than that. More like five months. So here, in one huge blog post, are the drafts I've had in my reserves, combined into one huge thing. I've been wanting to make several blog posts but I've never got around to it. Y'all I still have to upload pictures from when I was in Hawaii. In August.
I'm so behind. But who cares, so here are some words.
I realize I haven't properly blogged in awhile, not since sorority recruitment, at least. My bad, y'all. I've been busy. Way too stinking busy.
But anyway. Classes are crazy and so is work and.. oh yeah. I went to Paris and told hardly anyone.
Paris, France.
Yeeeeeah.
I was literally given an offer I couldn't refuse so I took it and ran with it. Yes, it had something to do with Paris Fashion Week. No, I wasn't in it. Sry. I wish my modeling skillz were that great. Or my makeup skillz. Or any skillz, really. But I was able to take pictures at some fashion shows and was also able to go behind the scenes of some shows so that was really cool.
And you know.. the whole "be a tourist in Paris in general" thing as well.
Overall, it was nice.
Until early this week when I sort of became mentally unstable. Not so new info for people who know me, but to the people who really don't know me: I have a couple things wrong with me, mentally, and usually I'm really chipper and upbeat and overall just a joy to be around but that can drop on a dime, and this time it probably dropped on a one dollar coin.
I'm just in a huge funk. On my flights back home, I tried to sleep and that didn't really work too well so I tried to relax by watching some of my shows on my iPad, like normal people do, and that seemed to work best. I just did what I could until I touched down at home. I won't lie, I cried a lot on the way home and I probably scared the crap out of my friend who picked me up. Props to him for not dumping me on the side of the road and speeding off for real.
So I've been sad and annoyed at everyone for no reason (thx to my friends for dealing with me, y'all're the real MVP's) and while I haven't been wanting to talk to people, I did want to text one of my friends back.
Something about my friend: I love her and I adore her and I would totally go for her if she didn't have a boyfriend and we both were into girls. Aaaand she knows what I mean when I say that if she's reading this. (: She's the greatest. She's my twin, my older sister that Heavenly Father forgot to give me, and my soul sister. Just a burst of sunshine and the happiest person I've ever seen. I'd probably kill someone for her and she'd probably do the same for me. Love her.
I could go on and on about her but anyway!!!! We were talking and I mentioned how stressed I am and she gave me some really good yoga and meditation ideas and links and people to look at on Instagram, and I thought that that was so great because I never //really// thought about yoga or meditation when I'm stressed.
Wtf, Lil. That's literally what the point of yoga and meditation is, you nimrod.
So I'm definitely going to be taking her advice on that, especially when I have the cutest yoga mat ya ever did see! It's got a Cherry Blossom tree on it and I bought it on Amazon and I've probably already said that! But I'm happy that I'll be able to get more use out of it. And then take the best bubble bath ever afterwards!
And hey. If I survived 2014, I can survive anything, honestly.
Something that I try and do whenever I can is when I'm feeling really stressed, I'll pack a small bag full of some things, drive around the town I live, find a parking lot (honestly it'll usually be a church building or the
Temple), park, and just.. read scriptures. Go over my favorite ones, highlight things and sticky note things that pop out at me, try to find new favorites, etc.
I've reached out to a couple of my friends just to ask for some guidance and what their favorite quotes and scriptures are, and I immediately go in and find them and read them out loud and highlight, highlight, HIGHLIGHT! Especially now, and I'll go over some of my favorite things that were said at
Conference recently.
And please be proud of me, because before I left for Europe I went to Bath & Body Works and ordered some things for my friend. They're having the B3G2 and I had a coupon and I wanted to get her Christmas shopping out of the way early. October. Yeah. That's a good time to start Christmas shopping.
//yay//
And while I was tempted, I only bought ONE thing for myself. O N E. Even though I want to buy Wallflowers. I bought a
Forever Red shower gel because I feel like that's a sultry, winter-y scent that you'd wear out and hey. Can never have too many winter shower gels. Since I only have one in Twisted Peppermint and Vanilla Bean Noel. Even though I have an EXTREME throwback Vanilla Bean Noel in the body wash/bubble bath container. It looks like a snowglobe, that's how throwback it is.
I'm actually not sure how old it is, but I think it's starting to change colors and not as fresh smelling as my newer one so I think I'm going to bust that out the day after Thanksgiving and work on it. I DO love me a good bubble bath. So we'll see. If it's newer, then it's already somewhat going bad. Plus there's glitter in it! Maybe a little annoying but whooooo caaares.
Stoked for the fact that my Seahawks are starting to win! Always a good feeling when your team is 0-2 and then wins two in a row. Being 2-2 isn't ideal, but I'll accept it. Especially when we handed Detroit their fourth loss of the season. But then again, we're going to Cincinnati this week and they're 4-0 so it'd be right nice to hand them a loss!
While I'm happy that my Haws are winning, I'm sad that my San Francisco Giants didn't make it to the MLB playoffs. I KNOW IT'S PROBLEMATIC that I love the Seahawks, hate the 49ers, love the Giants, and don't like the Mariners. I KNOW. It's fine.
I was at my aunt and uncle's house last October and my uncle was watching the World Series, Giants vs Royals. I didn't care about baseball but I accepted it. My uncle goes "Hey Lily, there's a pitcher who plays for the Giants who I think you would probably have a crush on!!" and while it's sad that my uncle knows my type of men, he wasn't wrong.
The pitcher turned out to be
Tim Lincecum, and I haven't looked back when I developed a crush on him. I was so sad when he got hurt back in June. His season was literally over then, although it was never confirmed. Plus he's a free agent going into this offseason so I really hope that with rehab, he'll resign a smaller contract with the Giants. But I'll also be okay because we still have
MadBum,
Posey,
Crawford, and
Duffy (Duffy for Rookie of the Year pls) and like.. everyone else. Plus
Panik and
Pence will be back (ily Panik even though
Tomlinson is my everything and more <3333).
Links on links on links.
So I still have my boys and I still love them all.
Also I have a burning hatred for the Dodgers and would love to see them all suffer in the postseason #beatla
//and I definitely DON'T love Timmy because he and I grew up in the same dang place. RENTON HOMIES FOR LIFE, SON. ONCE YOU'RE RENTON YOU'RE RENTON FOR LIFE//
Even though... I know no one there anymore and I haven't gone back there since I moved away hahahaha OH WELL.
But really, it's just a fun fact that I love those two sports teams but not each place's respective football and baseball team. I could write a list that was little facts about me, and maybe I will someday. Remember those two super secret projects I've been working on? Y'all done thought I ditched them, huh? Well I didn't. I've been working on one and I'm like... halfway done with it. You'll know when it's done. I'll be super dramatic about it like "lOoK aT tHiS aWeSoMe ThInG i DiD i HoPe YoU'rE pRoUd Of It!!!!!!".
//////////////////////yeah//////////////////////
I'm also realizing that there are a few things right now, songs specifically, that can perfectly sum up how I've been feeling for the last several weeks. Especially
this song. Actually more like only this song lol. You have to tweak a few words and substitute some for another, but it's generally pretty accurate. I am the best baby they never got to keep. Lolololol. Also
this song for good measure, I guess.
Look at me, getting into mainstream music. I also like that Can't Feel My Face song AND I still love the Cheerleader song AND the Uptown Funk song AND the Pharrell Happy song. We all know it's not actually called the "Pharrell Happy Song", but that's just what I call it it's okay. Yes. I still love that song. It was never crammed down my throat on the radio so it was never overplayed for me. And yes. When my friends are in the car with me I just blare it.
About a week or so ago on Tumblr, I reblogged an ask prompt thing that was like.. autumn/fall related, and one of the questions was basically "what song or album do you listen to in the fall?" and I replied with Taylor Swift's album 1989. It was the ONLY thing I listened to in my car last fall. Catch me in the place I live with that thing just blared. For the ENTIRE season. Well.. from when it came out to pretty much the middle of winter. And it was so great because one of my very good friends (again, I could go on about this heaven sent friend of mine.. literally I could write a book about every single friend I have, I love them so much) reblogged the same ask prompt, got asked the same question, and SAID THE SAME ANSWER.
So basically we were destined to be besties and it's great because she's moving here (to the state, probably not where I live, but that would be fun as well!) and we can go camping and listen to Taylor Swift and bake (maybe not bake while camping but what a plot twist that would be! Catch us on the Food Network's new show about camp baking what's good!) and be the gorgeous little fairies we are. <3
But that's all I really have to say right now. I didn't all type this right now, I got a lot of it done last night and put some finishing touches on it. But that's okay. A blog post is a blog post, right? I love you all and I hope to blog again super soon.
Also: Props if you know what the blog title is without using a search engine.
xx