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I Have Too Many Thoughts

Today I decided to type up some of the random thoughts that pop into my head throughout the day and some of the things I think about on a daily basis when something happens. I always have a lot on my mind, but I don’t always express it. I just have too many thoughts and I don’t feel like I need to bother anyone with all my thoughts or questions on different things.

So anyway, here are 20 of some of the random thoughts I have:

  •  When I make my hedgehog look in the mirror does he know it’s himself or does he think it’s another hedgehog? I definitely underestimate him but I still don’t know just how smart he is. But swear, one time when I was super drunk he looked at me like he knew all my secrets.
  • Why do I own so many clothes when I only wear about 50% of them? And why do I still keep the things I don’t normally wear, as if I’m gonna magically start wearing them again?
  • It’s so annoying when people think they’re right about fucking everything and can’t admit they’re ever wrong. So they just argue about it and call you names because they don’t want to back down and just admit that they were wrong. Like stop being a stubborn little child and grow the fuck up.
  • I really suck at non physical communication with friends and people. I just don’t like texting or talking on the phone or messaging or anything like that. If it’s not an in person conversation, I basically have almost no desire to talk to you. I’ll receive a message, look at it, form a response in my head, and then not reply back. I mean, not always of course. I do reply sometimes but only if the other person is interesting and can hold an interesting conversation for a bit and not be boring. But even then I don’t reply right away.
  • I wonder what I smell like to dogs. Do I actually smell like my wild Madagascar vanilla lotion to them? Do they even know about vanilla?
  • I wonder what my hedgehog’s voice would sound like if he could talk. I hope he’d have a cute voice and not a super deep old man voice.
  • I LOVE blogging and writing and getting my ideas down on paper, or on the internet, but most of the time I’m consumed in life and having a good time that I feel like I don’t necessarily have time to write. Which is untrue because I totally have time, I just don’t take the time to sit down and blog. I honestly use that time to sit in my room and listen to music while I daydream or dance around. I like to think I’m too busy to come up with posts, but I really have a lot on my mind and a lot to talk about that I don’t actually say.
  • I don’t care if this makes me sound like a total bitch, but it’s honestly so satisfying to see someone I hate struggling in life. Like yasss bitch, you deserve it. I don’t care where you are or what you’re doing with your life, but if I happen to see you struggling and having a hard time, GOOD(: How can you expect bad things not to happen to you when you’re a shitty person? You struggle and your life sucks because you suck lol. But to everyone who I don’t hate, and those who have personally never done me wrong, I hope life is good and you all have great days and you feel loved and happy.
  • I really like potatoes. I should go eat potatoes.
  • People who complain at rock shows are annoying. Like I don’t get the people who go to hardcore shows or festivals like Warped Tour and complain that they ‘got hurt’ lol like you’re in the crowd what did you think was going to happen. That’s part of the experience; you have to expect it. I’ve been tossed around and kicked in the head and fell on by people too big to crowd surf countless times at shows and I never complain. I’m in the pit, of course that’s gonna happen. I’m used to it and I love it. I wouldn’t want to go to a show if it’s going to be boring and everybody is just standing still and not getting into it. But if you can’t handle that then you should just watch on the sides tbh.
  • Why do people insist on copying you, the things you have, and the things you say and do? Like you really have no personality at all that you have to try and take mine? I personally know a couple people who have no personality and no opinion on anything so they just copy everything I like, everything I say, and everything I do. There was this time I told someone a little detail about something I went through and now they’re using my exact words and phrases and telling it as their own story lol like what the fuck. Not only did you steal my memory but you had to use the very specific phrase I used to describe it and think I wouldn’t know. Retard.
  • It’s weird to me that I have shopping phases where I won’t want to buy anything and don’t buy anything for a few months, then all of a sudden I want to go out and buy everything I see that I want. (Of course I don’t do that, but still)
  • I find myself daydreaming a lot. Like is this normal? Does anybody else daydream profusely or is it just me? I will literally wake up in the morning, kill time on my phone by opening Spotify, listening to music while checking my emails, browsing through Instagram and Snapchat and my blog. Then I’ll just be consumed by random thoughts and start to daydream about something before deciding to come back to reality and participate in life. Or when I’m watching tv or eating, I start to daydream randomly.
  • I love counting my money everyday. Because I make so much money I literally love to count it every day. It sounds silly, but bringing out a big ass stack of 100’s and counting how many thousands I have everyday is so satisfying. And then when I get paid every week and get to add at least another thousand to it is even more satisfying.
  • I like being alone and I don’t mind it at all. I’m happy when I get to be by myself and I’m perfectly fine with that. But I’m also really happy when I get to be around friends. However, in all honesty I get bored of people so fast, or I’ll just get annoyed being around a lot of people so I’d rather be alone and enjoy my own company. Unless it’s my boyfriend, then that’s different. I really enjoy his company, even if we’re just sitting at home doing nothing; and he doesn’t annoy me at all lol
  • I hate how easily I tan. I know everybody wants to be tan and they try so hard to achieve a perfect tan, but me, on the other hand, I try my best to stay as light as I can. I’m not white or pale by any means; I naturally have a little tan to my skin, but I’m still considered really light. But I just never want to tan or get darker.
  • Props to the people who actually have the courage to come up and talk to me WITHOUT being a fucking idiot. Most of the time people are too scared to talk to me so they’ll just awkwardly stare at me as if I can’t see them and they’ll never actually say anything to me. Or I get the people who come up to talk to me but they just act stupid and think they’re the shit. Like, it’s totally fine to introduce yourself but don’t be dumb.
  • I’m really not sure why I love plushies and stuffed animals so much or why I have so many of them. I don’t ‘need’ them, but I obsess over their cute, derpy faces and I have to have them! I don’t think it’s a comfort thing, more like I love collecting and having a bunch of cute ass plushies with adorably derpy faces.
  • I love watching makeup tutorials and sometimes I’m like ‘hey that’s cute, I’m gonna do my makeup like that’ but then I remember I’m actually not that into makeup and don’t have the patience to do any of that shit. Just simple bb cream, bronzer, and mascara works for me(: I look better with less makeup anyway.
  • I’m very territorial. Like just in general. If it’s mine, don’t touch it, don’t use it, don’t even think about using it. Sharing is my least favorite word. Especially when it’s a material object and I know the person either has one of their own, or could easily go buy one. Like what the hell, do I look like a fucking Goodwill to you? How about if you want one go freaking buy it yourself because no, you can’t use mine. Again, my boyfriend doesn’t count. I don’t mind if he touches anything of mine because I know he respects my stuff. But anyone else wanting to use something of mine pisses me off so much. What’s mine is mine, including my boyfriend, so don’t touch him either lol

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Hope you enjoyed my ranting about some of the thoughts I  have, and thank you for stopping by my blog(:


Story Time With Ali! Vol. 2

Hello and welcome to Story Time With Ali, where I tell true stories about random and sometimes strange things that I have done or that have happened in my life.

Today is the story of the time I quit my job because I was sick.

Back in 2012, I had this job working as a cashier/receptionist at a motorcycle shop. The job was alright. I honestly didn’t care for it too much. Working the computer register was weird and I wasn’t used to it at all. My job consisted of working the computerized register and ringing up customers, greeting and assisting customers, and answering a multi line telephone and directing the line where they needed to go. It was a simple job, but the system this place had made it awkward and harder than it needed to be.

The hours were the worst. It was 9-7 with a freaking 2 HOUR LUNCH BREAK. Which was paid for thank goodness. But the hours as a whole were just stupid. My whole day from morning to night was gone. I had to open, and during my two hour lunch break I would just go home and take a nap because I only lived about 7 minutes away. I would take a nap, then go back to work after my break was up, and resume working till I close. It was a ridiculous system honestly.

My coworkers were all decent for the most part. Some were just strange and really awkward, some were cool, and some were douche bag guys; but it was a motorcycle shop, so what can I say really. My managers on the other hand were terrible and not nice or helpful at all and basically put me down every time I did something wrong or didn’t know how to do something, even though no one taught me how to do them in the first place. Even the other workers there told each other how much they disliked our managers, but they’re our managers so we just have to deal with it even though no one there liked them.

So it already wasn’t a good or ideal environment to work in.

Within my 6 months of working there, I experienced certain things that made me rethink some aspects of life and how people think and work. I sat there depressed at work because I thought about what this all really was and what these people were doing and how I was becoming one of them. Sure, I had a full time job at the young age of 18 and was making good money, but I wasn’t happy. It sucked, the job sucked, these people sucked and I just wasn’t happy at all. I had no time for myself, let alone friends or family. And I thought to myself, ‘Is this how life is?’ You wake up, go to a job you don’t even like or enjoy, just to make money and afford things. You just work miserably for someone else your entire life? You become a pet to your employer and are trained to do exactly as you are told. You’re a slave. And you’re talked down to and bossed around.

I realized all that after awhile. And that’s not what I wanted. That’s not how I wanted to spend my time. My precious time in exchange for money. Doing a job I absolutely hated. No thanks.

I always had a more unconventional way of doing things, especially when it comes to making money. I didn’t NEED this job anyway. Especially not a full time one. It was just something for me to do and not be bored at home. But going from barely turning 18 and getting a full time job three days later without having any job or experience before, was a little much. And it’s not what I wanted, so I planned to quit my job. I was going to give my 2 weeks notice at the end of December so they could find my replacement. But before I could do that, I had gotten sick and had one of the worst sore throats I’ve ever had. My throat was scratchy and inflamed, I had swollen lymph nodes, a really bad wet cough and mucus all over my throat making it very difficult to talk. And when I tried I just sounded like some swamp monster with a disease.

I told my manager that I was really sick and would need to have a few days off to get better because I didn’t feel good coming to work like that. And also because part of my job is answering the phone and I can’t be on that phone all day if I can’t talk. I just sounded like I was dying. Well, she told me that she didn’t believe me, even though I was standing in front of her looking like complete and utter shit, all pale with my monster voice. She told me that I needed to go to a doctor and have his ‘approval’ to give me a few days off of work. And I looked at her like WTF are you joking?

I told her I had no intention of going to the doctor. I don’t run to the doctor for every problem that I have, especially when this is something I get all the time. That would be wasting my time and money going to a doctor and paying him $50 to just repeat back to me what I already know. And that’s when she said if I didn’t bring in a doctor’s note to prove to her that I am sick, then she’s going to fire me. And honestly, I was pissed. A part of me wanted to smack those tiny glasses off her face. And after I thought about it for two seconds, I just told her that if this is that big of a problem to her, then she doesn’t have to worry about it, cause I quit. I told her she could mail me my last check and W2, then I just took my stuff, walked out, and that was that.

Looking back, I’m glad I left that place. It was bad and I hated it there. I didn’t care about all the money I was making or that it was full time. I wasn’t happy. And above all, that’s all I really need in life; to be happy.

And that’s the story of the time I quit my job because I was sick.

Hope you enjoyed this Story Time With Ali!

Have a great day everyone!(:


Story Time With Ali!

Hello and welcome to Story Time With Ali, where I tell true stories about random and sometimes strange things that I have done or that have happened in my life.

Today is the story of the time I set the bathroom on fire on Thanksgiving.

Ten years ago on Thanksgiving day, back when we were living in our very first house, my family made this super awesome and massive Thanksgiving dinner for our family and friends. We had a bunch of people over for dinner that night. And just as everyone was getting ready to sit down and eat, I decided to be a good little 10 year old and go to the bathroom to wash my hands.

In the bathroom, there was a single candle lit on the counter and I remember just standing there staring at it for awhile because I thought it was cool. Lol I was mesmerized I guess. And then being a dumb and curious little 10 year old girl, I wanted to play with the fire. So I took a long sheet of toilet paper and hung it over the fire until it caught fire at the corner. Then I freaked out because the fire was spreading and climbing up the toilet paper and getting closer to my fingers, so I dropped the fireball of toilet paper on the floor and it started to burn and melt the floor since it was like this rubbery bathroom floor tile stuff, so I quickly picked it up again and put it into the trash can; which was made of plastic xD So then the trash can started melting and then I really started to freak out. And for some reason, it didn’t even occur to me to first drop it in the sink and turn on the water or to try and put it out somehow with some water instead of letting it melt the floor and trash can. Lol

So I ran out to the dining room where everyone was enjoying their meal and I was all embarrassed as I walked in. I looked at my dad and was like ‘Uhmm, I started a fire in the bathroom…’ I was so awkward about it.

And then my dad went to go put out the little fire in the bathroom and all was good. But it was definitely embarrassing that I did that on Thanksgiving and in front of family and family friends. Like hey Happy Thanksgiving I started a fire!

That was 10 years ago and I still like playing with fire. But at least now, if something goes wrong I know how to handle it instead of freaking out. But hey, I was just 10 years old x)

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Hope you enjoyed this Story Time With Ali!

Have a great day everyone!(:


7 Reasons Why I Blog

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When I first thought of covering this topic I thought to myself, ‘Do I even have that many reasons?’ ._. But once I started writing, I found it pretty easy to uncover the reasons why I blog.

1. I love to write. Ever since I was little, my life consisted of writing in journals and notebooks and just getting my thoughts and ideas onto paper. Life, stories, experiences, feelings, they were all written down in a bunch of notebooks that I actually still have in our storage closet. So eventually instead of putting my thoughts on paper, I found a blog to be pretty ideal. I do still keep a small notebook to write little things for myself; the things that almost never make it to my blog.

2. Creativity. Writing pretty much opens the door for me to be more creative with my thinking and helps me think outside the box as far as coming up with blog topics and how to write them. It gives me the opportunity to be as creative as I want.

3. Feedback. I was always a little too nervous to let anyone read my journals and notebooks as a kid just because they were personal with my experiences and thoughts and short stories, and I was embarrassed for anyone to see my writing and how I thought about things. But I secretly always wanted some feedback on my writing. As I grew older, that little fear wasn’t a big deal and I wanted to get some of my writing out for people to see. And having a blog was the perfect way to do this. It’s on the internet and everyone can see it. I never aimed to have a certain audience to read my posts, but I think it can appeal to just about anyone. And anyone is able to comment and leave their opinions and I love when they do that. I love and appreciate when people tell me that they enjoy reading my blog along with my way of writing and thinking.

4. Peace of mind. When I write, it’s satisfying. Really satisfying. It’s my outlet and whether I’m writing a story or deep thoughts or a review, or just a random rant, it always seems to give me a peace of mind and I feel great afterwards.

5. Point of Views. I don’t always have time to sit down and read a good book, but blogging is kind of the next best thing. Reading other people’s blogs is a way for me to see anothers point of view, which I love doing, and their style of writing, their own experiences; and it’s like reading short little books everyday. Exploring the blogosphere helps me discover a lot of things about other people and even myself.

6. Good Thinking. I want to be a good thinker and the process of blogging always encourages me to pause and think deeper about topics in the matters of my life. I always have somewhat of a blog hiatus, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t have anything to say. Instead, I’m in a state of discovering what I have to say.

7. To Inspire. Blogging can change the life of the writer and also the readers in either a negative or positive way. Of course I hope to positively inspire people who come across and read my blog. Over the time I’ve had my blog, I’ve found others who have shared their story after reading my posts by leaving me a comment. The feeling of offering people something more is really satisfying. Putting my thoughts and advice into certain posts to help people was never really a goal but I found that it just comes naturally to share my knowledge and wisdom with people and anyone can take any part of my writing as advice or life lessons if seen a certain way.

So again, thanks to anyone who has seen, stopped by, read a post or two, or commented on my blog, etc(: What I hope is for people to read my blog and take with them any random lesson or discovery or advice and just use it in their lives and way of thinking.

Oh yeah, and Happy November everyone!(:


8 Foods I’m Obsessed With

Hello again!(: I’m here with another random post about me! This time being eight foods that I’m obsessed with.

So let’s start!

1. Blueberry waffles. I can eat the whole box of twenty waffles in like two hours if I really wanted to. They’re soooo good. I always eat at least four at a time. Lol

2. Orange soda. I hate soda. I’m not a soda drinker. The fizz is always too fizzy. It’s weird and I don’t like it. BUT ORANGE SODA, MAN, it makes my ovaries explode. It’s awesome. And it’s probably the only soda I’ll guzzle.

3. Hash browns. I love that you have the option of hash browns in patty form, or shredded. It makes it more fun I guess.  Sometimes in the middle of the night I’ll fry myself up a hash brown because hungry hobbit.

4. Bagels and cream cheese. I definitely like to pile on the cream cheese, heart attack style, to the point where you can’t even tell there’s a bagel under it. It’s fantastic and my taste buds go rabid.

5. Mac n Cheese. The obvious yummy favorite of youngins around the world.

6. Fruit roll ups. I gotta have these babies stocked in my pantry or else I go crazy.

7. Alfredo sauce. If I could drink this stuff without vomiting, I would. But since I can’t, I just eat it with bread as a dipping sauce. Or over fettuccine of course.

8. Mangoes. Oh gawd, they’re the best thing ever!! I love them suuuper ripe and sweet(: If you stop by my house and drop off a bag of mangoes I’ll love you forever :3

Seriously, the above eight foods I could eat whenever and forever.

This was a short, random and pretty straight forward post today.

Anyway, hope everyone has a great day!(:


31 Of My Favorite Things

Since August is my birth month, I figured I would make some posts about me and things I like. I should’ve thought of this earlier cause the month is almost over, but whatever. I still have a few days! So here’s a random list of all my favorite things(:

Enjoy learning more about me!(:

Color: Burgundy

Movie: Back To The Future

Cartoon: Courage the Cowardly Dog

Number: 2

Drink: Orange soda

Ice Cream Flavor: Pistachio

Animal: Alpaca

Fruit: Mango

Cereal: Cap’n Crunch Berries

Season: Autumn

Flower: Plumeria

Muppet: Beaker

Breakfast Item: Bacon

Scent: Rain

Month: October

Decade: 1950’s

Genre of Music: Progressive Metal

Book: The Great Gatsby

Time of Day: 11pm

Childhood Memory: Building forts with my bro x)

Word: Delish

Country: Austria

Tv Show: The Twilight Zone

Comfort Food: Mac n Cheese

Day of the Week: Saturday

Bubblegum Flavor: Strawberry

Shape: Squiggle

Holiday: Halloween

Candy: Laffy Taffy

Weather: Cloudy and breezy or rainy

Movie Genre: Suspense/Drama

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And that’s 31 of my favorite things!

I shall end this with a selfie from earlier today(:

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What I Don’t Understand…

There’s obviously a lot I don’t understand in the world and my list keeps getting longer and longer as I live on.

Today I’ll be sharing 40 things that I just don’t understand. (Not to be confused with my Things That Bug Me posts.)

So let’s go!

What I don’t understand:

1. Thigh gaps and hipbones. Why are people obsessed with having either of these nowadays? And why is it mainly the younger generation who’re obsessed and so fixated on having this unhealthy and unrealistic, stick thin look? It’s unsightly and a little disturbing really. I understand if you’re naturally petite and absolutely can’t help if you have a thigh gap or visible hipbones, but the people who somehow think it’s a godsend to have or achieve them are just idiots.

2. CROCS, the people who wear them, and the people who made them. Just, ugh. Why? Eww, oh my god, they need to be removed from the world. Please someone burn every single pair ever made. Just destroy them all, thanks.

3. People who private their Instagrams. The whole point is for people to be able to see your photos and possibly creep on you. You post photos because you obviously want people to see them and what you’re doing or how your life is. Setting it to private just defeats the purpose.

4. Psycho ex girlfriends/boyfriends. Really? You’re pathetic. Move on. Just move on.

5. People who rush into marriage. Or people who think marriage makes or will make a relationship better. Marriage can only mean something when you’re together with the person you want to spend the rest of your life with. Otherwise, it’s just a pointless piece of paper with no meaning. Your feelings won’t change as soon as you get married. And things won’t all of a sudden change and be better.

6. Parents who make an Instagram/Facebook/Twitter or any other social site for their babies and post things as if their freaking baby child is posting them. Having captions or updates like, ‘Mummy took me to the park today and bought me ice cream! Yum!’ Lol what’re you doing. You’re dumb.

7. I don’t understand when people say/write/post things like, ‘I miss you so much gramma, rest in peace.’ They’re dead. Who’s gonna see it? I just don’t see the point. There IS no point.

8. Why a relationship still exists when one of the partners is being treated like crap.

9. How I can go to some old, ugly, hole in the wall, dump and a half food stop and they have the best tasting food ever, but when I actually go to a nice restaurant the food’s decent but not nearly as good.

10. Pornography. I mean, we all watch it. But why do we watch it? We’re watching other people have sex. And that’s just weird. WE SHOULD BE HAVING SEX, NOT WATCHING OTHER PEOPLE HAVE IT. lol

11. Why people can’t just be happy. It’s really not that hard. Simple even. Stop focusing on everything you don’t have, don’t dwell on past actions and choices, stop comparing yourself to others, stop being a hater, and just do your own thing. YOU’RE in charge of your happiness.

12. Immature adults. The ones who act like they’re still 16 and make unnecessary and idiotic comments on everything. Grow up.

13. Fat people. They say things like, ‘I know I shouldn’t eat this, but…’ or ‘I should get up and do something, but…’ LAZY. That’s what you are. Lazy and fat. They say that it’s a problem or a mental illness. It’s not. Stop putting food down the jugular.

14. When people cry at the movies. Lol

15. When people/families send out holiday cards. Sorry but no one really cares. I don’t wanna see your children dressed up as elves and wearing Christmas sweaters and everyone having an awkwardly happy smile.

16. When families actually sit down and eat together all the time. This isn’t the 50’s. Eating together at the table once in a while is fine, but doing it everyday is kinda strange. Like when the mother wakes the children up and makes them all pancakes and waffles and orange juice and they all sit together for breakfast and talk about the day’s plans. And then they all sit down and have a civil dinner together and have friendly chats. No one does that.

17. Pizza boxes are square, the pizza is a circle, and the slices are triangles…. this completely makes sense.

18. The ‘To Open: Push Here’ tabs on food boxes NEVER work. So why are they there? It’s supposed to make it easier for you to just punch the tab in on the side of the box rather than ripping open the entire top, but they never work anyway.

19. The grading system. A, B, C, D, …..F. The E does not exist.

20. I fail to understand the usage of the word ‘pair’. Whether you have a pair of jeans, or a pair of underwear, you still only have one of them.

21. What’s the point of bite sized or fun sized candy? Bite sized just means you have to eat more of them to get the same satisfaction you would with a normal size. And fun size just means less candy. Both suck.

22. Why is ‘W’ called a double-u when it’s clearly two V’s put together? Double-v…

23. Why my dentist always tries to talk to me when they’re cleaning my teeth.

24. Kidz Bop and Now That’s What I Call Music albums are still being made. Why were they ever made in the first place and does anyone even buy these?

25. Cartoon characters always wear the same thing in every episode.

26. My lemonade has artificial flavoring but my furniture polish and dish soap is made with real lemons.

27. Transporting something by car is called a shipment. Transporting something by ship is called cargo.

28. Cigarettes are sold in gas stations but smoking there is prohibited.

29. Rubber duckies are yellow. But real ducks are green or brown or white.

30. Abstract art. Apparently it’s all about interpretation, but most of the time it just looks like a jumbled mess on canvas.

31. Needles are sterilized before being used for lethal injections. It’s a lethal injection. This person is supposed to die. Who cares if the needle is clean or not.

32. When people try to tell you that high school is the best 4 years of your life. Well, they’re lying to you. BIG TIME. Don’t listen to them cause high school sucks and it’s stupid wherever you go.

33. Why students are also called pupils. I am not a pupil.

34. Restroom for paying customers only. Yeah okay if I go someplace and the restrooms are for paying customers only I’m just gonna pick out the .25 cent small candies in the front.

35. Why people find british accents so attractive. What makes it better sounding than any other accent?

36. Why was it necessary to learn cursive in second grade? You will NEVER EVER EVERRRR have to actively write in cursive after you’ve learned it. I remember my teachers psyching us out saying that from this day on we’ll be writing in cursive all the time. For the rest of elementary school, through middle school, high school, and college. That was a goddamn lie.

37. I will never understand why girls insist on being sluts. I just don’t get it. I always hear females say they’re going to, quote on quote, slut it up tonight. And I’m just like o_o okaaayyy. Like you’re not gonna have any friends that are girls, everyone’s gonna talk shit about you behind your back, and guys aren’t going to respect you. I really don’t get it. Why would any girl announce that they are or want to be a slut? Like ‘Yeah I’m gonna go out and be a slut tonight.’ Enjoy your tarnished reputation.

38. Where do all my bobby pins go? Is there some magical bobby pin land where they all go as soon as I take them out from my hair and set them on my vanity? They always seem to vanish.

39. Keyrings and why they’re ridiculously difficult to open. I have a few keyrings and I hate them so much. When I do need to get one open I’m prepared for it to chip my nail polish or possibly break my nails. It’s just a bad invention.

40. When people shave off their eyebrows and retardedly draw them back on EVERYDAY.

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And that’s it for now!

That was a pretty long post and if you actually took the time to read through it, I commend you x)

And yeah, I guess I’ll end this with a random bathroom selfie.

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Have a good day!(:


My Top 10 Favorite Songs Of The Moment Vol. 1

Woo! Let’s start June off with some music!

Here are my top 10 favorite songs of the moment, along with links so you can give them a listen(: I did title this as a volume 1, because I plan on doing more of these in the future, since obviously favorite song of the ‘moment’ change and some of these may not be the same.

It’s kinda hard to pick out my favorites from all the stuff I listen to, however the majority of these songs have been my favorites for years. They’re my favorites for specific reasons. So I guess this is kind of a mix between my favorite songs of all time and favorites of the moment? Oh whale.

So here they are(: (and yes, the order is significant)

1. Last Letter Read – Miles Away

2. Maritime – Window Is The Door

3. The Dangerous Summer – Northern Lights

4. Jimmy Eat World – Hear You Me

5. The Sunstreak – Great White Coma

6. Ben Jenkins – Gone

7. The Morning Of – Reverie

8. Chasing Thrill – My Ballad

9. LIQUID STRANGER – WARHEAD

10. Theory of Flight – Next To You

I do want to mention that I consider songs, bands, and genres to be completely different things for me. So my favorite songs won’t necessarily be part of my favorite genre or belong to my favorite bands. And songs in my favorite genre won’t necessarily end up on my list of all time favorite songs. Most of these bands aren’t even close to being favorites, they just happen to have that one extremely relevant song that I connect with for different reasons, whether it be the lyrics or the music.

Anyway, happy June to everyone!(:


Things That Bug Me Vol. 2

Because I have nothing better to do, here’s another list of twenty things that bug me in this world.

Enjoy learning about my annoyances(:

1. People who upload too many photos of themselves. Especially when they look the same in EVERY photo, they just took it at a different angle or with a slightly different expression.

2. When people say things like ‘Do it. I dare you!’ Oh you dare me? I didn’t know we were still 12.

3. Country singers who whine too much in their music.

4. Young girls who dress like twenty year old sluts. If you’re under 17, you shouldn’t be showing anything. You’re a child. Crop tops, obvious cleavage shirts, and cut off booty shorts should not be a part of your wardrobe.

5. When chewing gum loses its flavor in two minutes.

6. When the cinema isn’t packed at all and there’s plenty of seats everywhere, but someone still decides to sit in front of you. And sometimes you’ve already claimed that the seat in front of you is also yours because you have your feet up on it and they STILL try to sit there…. Wtf are you doing.

7. When people tell me a long story and the story has no point.

8. People who talk to me about their religious beliefs.

9. When girls like guys who look like girls. Why? Just like girls then.

10. That idiot loser who drives down my quiet neighborhood street at 3 in the morning with their shitty stereo system blaring music like no one’s around.

11. Little kids trying to argue with me. Lol BRING IT ON.

12. When I accidentally wrinkle my music posters.

13. When girls are overly obsessed with a band member or actor that they will most likely never fall in love with. But they pretend to be married to them and use their last name and like everything that they like. I mean, I can see if you’re 13 and under or a tween, but if you’re older than that it’s just weird.

14. When people call out ‘shotgun’ and fight over who gets to sit there. Guaranteed if someone yells out shotgun and I’m the driver, your ass is riding in the trunk.

15. When there’s one little snack left in the whole box and a family member still leaves the entire box in the pantry.

16. Those people who just agree and go along with whatever you say. It’s like they don’t have their own opinions or thoughts on anything. I’d rather eat my arm off than talk to you.

17. When people have expectations for me. Stop.

18. Parents who name their children something other than a human name. Like Mercedes, Precious, Diamond,  Destiny, or Patience…

19. People who think I wanna share my food with them. Uhm no. There is no ‘we’ in ‘food.’ Get away from me.

20. When someone calls out my name, I look over at them, and they CLEARLY have my attention and they know they have my attention, but they still don’t say anything. They just look back at me as if they didn’t just call my name.

And that concludes this second list of things that bug me.

Check out my first Things That Bug Me post?(:


50 Facts About Me

Please enjoy reading some simple and random facts about me(:

1. My full name is Alexandra. But I don’t let anyone call me by that name.

2. I am Lao and Cuban.

3. I’m 5’5” and 105 lbs and unable to gain any kind of weight.

4. I was born on August 2, 1994, making me a Leo.

5. I like reading my horoscope, but I don’t think anything of it.

6. My favorite movie is Back to the Future.

7. I hate bowls, ketchup, cats, and dark chocolate.

8. I’m very creative and enjoy making things.

9. I love snow.

10. I usually prefer acoustic versions of songs over the originals.

11. My favorite genre of music is progressive metal.

12. I love Big Bird. (Or anything Sesame Street related.) I have 325,359,487,550 Big Bird plushies, but my favorites are the destroyed zombified ones. I kid you not.

13. I have a love/hate relationship with sharks. They’re awesome and I love learning about them, but they terrify me.

14. I’ve always wanted to see someone get hit by a car.

15. I HATE soda, but I LOVE orange soda.

16. I don’t like to type digits, I prefer to spell them out with words.

17. I almost never dot my i’s.

18. Sometimes I fall asleep while eating.

19. One time I fell asleep in the shower.

20. I don’t have a Facebook.

21. I was on television when I was in the 3rd grade.

22. I’ve always had perfect teeth.

23. Barbecue is my favorite type of food but I don’t like barbecue sauce.

24. Sometimes I wish I could see things in black and white.

25. Statues freak me out.

26. I can talk my way out of almost anything.

27. My life crush is and always will be Paul Walker

28. I believe people are incapable of trusting one another, even if it’s family.

29. I like to get up early and sit outside to watch the sunrise, then go back inside and fall asleep again.

30. My favorite color is burgundy.

31. I’m always craving Gelato.

32. Mirrors freak me out at night.

33. I still have a pencil tip stuck in my right hand.

34. I actually liked school and learning, I just didn’t like going and didn’t like the people.

35. I don’t wash my hair as much as it looks like I do.

36. I enjoy going to history museums.

37. I don’t like asians.

38. I’m fond of the supernatural and paranormal.

39. I love online shopping.

40. I’m fascinated by dreams.

41. I failed my written permit test the first time.

42. I hate the idea of receiving flowers as a gift. They’re just gonna die anyway. But I’ll always accept them.

43. I want to go to college for criminal psychology.

44.  I have extremely dry eye problems and no amount of drops help me.

45. I love 50’s B Horror movies.

46. I love onions and I’ll eat them with anything.

47. I collect old cameras with my dad.

48. I have telephone based anxiety.

49. I’m really bad at keeping in touch with people.

50. I like having breakfast for dinner.

I just realized that I have a lot of weird facts….