My upstairs neighbors like to have loud bed creaking sex. Just thought you should know because I don't know how to deal with it.
I do a lot of huffing and turning the music up and being annoyed slash angry because it interrupts my quiet tiime. WTF y'all.
Maybe I should leave them some nuts and bolts so they can reinforce their squeaky ass bed. Get a better mattress platform people, or put that shit on the ground like the rest of us poor people. I don't get it.
Saturday, August 31, 2013
Sunday, August 25, 2013
Laundry and Convo
After wearing my bathing suit as underwear, I realized it was time to do laundry. I think I've been waiting to get a car to do laundry ha. I'm going to make a bold statement here... I bought my car in order to do laundry. Hauling laundry around town without a car or a little wheelie basket thing is the most unappealing thing in THE WORLD.
So, I packed up my focus and headed to the laundromat. I've been doing my own laundry for years now. In high school my mom would always shrink my clothes so I took over my own laundry duties then. Anyways, I popped the clothes and the coins into their allotted positions and I sat down to read/text my lovelies back home.
Then Betty walks in with her grandson. Betty is a teacher and an outgoing and lovely woman. She was teaching her ten year old grandson how to do laundry so that he'd be prepared for college and the future. We struck up a conversation about life, love, marriage and goals. Betty is in the middle of a divorce and my parents are divorced, so the conversation got real. I told her about my LA dreams and she was totally onboard with it. She said to focus on those goals and that everything else would fall in place. She also said to make my future partner go through an extensive interview process haha. I love that idea.
I will say that I've met a lot of kind and open people during my time here in Oakland. Many interesting conversations and opinions, but always welcoming and supportive. This place isn't as tough and radical as everyone claims it is. Or maybe it is and I just haven't seen it yet.
I love when I get a chance to believe in humanity again.
So, I packed up my focus and headed to the laundromat. I've been doing my own laundry for years now. In high school my mom would always shrink my clothes so I took over my own laundry duties then. Anyways, I popped the clothes and the coins into their allotted positions and I sat down to read/text my lovelies back home.
Then Betty walks in with her grandson. Betty is a teacher and an outgoing and lovely woman. She was teaching her ten year old grandson how to do laundry so that he'd be prepared for college and the future. We struck up a conversation about life, love, marriage and goals. Betty is in the middle of a divorce and my parents are divorced, so the conversation got real. I told her about my LA dreams and she was totally onboard with it. She said to focus on those goals and that everything else would fall in place. She also said to make my future partner go through an extensive interview process haha. I love that idea.
I will say that I've met a lot of kind and open people during my time here in Oakland. Many interesting conversations and opinions, but always welcoming and supportive. This place isn't as tough and radical as everyone claims it is. Or maybe it is and I just haven't seen it yet.
I love when I get a chance to believe in humanity again.
Saturday, August 24, 2013
Life Makeover
This is what I'm reading right now. Haha, I'm very serious about it because this move is all about me becoming the woman I want to be. I don't even care how cliche that sounds because sometimes you have to be a little cliche if it means being happy.
Also Number 14 makes me think this was written by someone super sensible. Ashiness kills.
I finally bought a car! After weeks of stressing out and being afraid to buy one on my own, I finally did it, without breaking the bank. I had the help of some awesome friends, thank goodness, but I found it, test drove it, bought it on my own. I've learned so much about cars in the past couple of weeks so if you have questions, holla at me.
I've been cruising around town, feeling young, free and independent. My world has literally opened up. This car will do wonders for my explorations and therefore these blog posts.
Otherwise, I've been working, working, working. I used to love love love grocery shopping. Taking my time, walking the aisles, deciding what my taste buds wanted or following a strict list. The whole process always been a peaceful experience for me. Especially late at night, when it's quiet and it's just you and the groceries. That's all different now. I shop in the ten minutes I have after work. I'm apart of the invisible army that provides your life necessities. It's tough, but I people watch like a mother fucker. Young couples, babies, old people, white people, black people, poor people, rich people, every kind of person grocery shops. Maybe this will help with my character writing. I do look forward to the time when I can enjoy grocery shopping again. Hopefully in the near future!
Also Number 14 makes me think this was written by someone super sensible. Ashiness kills.
I finally bought a car! After weeks of stressing out and being afraid to buy one on my own, I finally did it, without breaking the bank. I had the help of some awesome friends, thank goodness, but I found it, test drove it, bought it on my own. I've learned so much about cars in the past couple of weeks so if you have questions, holla at me.
I've been cruising around town, feeling young, free and independent. My world has literally opened up. This car will do wonders for my explorations and therefore these blog posts.
Otherwise, I've been working, working, working. I used to love love love grocery shopping. Taking my time, walking the aisles, deciding what my taste buds wanted or following a strict list. The whole process always been a peaceful experience for me. Especially late at night, when it's quiet and it's just you and the groceries. That's all different now. I shop in the ten minutes I have after work. I'm apart of the invisible army that provides your life necessities. It's tough, but I people watch like a mother fucker. Young couples, babies, old people, white people, black people, poor people, rich people, every kind of person grocery shops. Maybe this will help with my character writing. I do look forward to the time when I can enjoy grocery shopping again. Hopefully in the near future!
Monday, August 19, 2013
Birthdays Are For Suckers
Guys, I've been avoiding you because I've been miserable. I haven't been exploring or adventuring for the past week plus some. I've been ignored by my one friend from home, who is going through things or some shit, I've been avoiding making new friends and I've been stressing about buying a car to run away from here.
All of this angst, confusion and pressure comes from the fact that I'm turning 25 in a couple of weeks. I don't want to spend my 25th in a place of misery. Oakland hasn't been all misery, it's a nice place, but I have experienced some extreme emotions here. I'm used to not feeling! Now I have to many feelings! I'm a changed woman. I don't know if it's for the better ha.
But, things are not going as planned and running away before my birthday is looking more and more improbable. I have to suck this shit up and try to make the best of this Oakland adventure for the next couple of weeks.
I have a huge problem with being impatient and over planning, so when things don't go my way, it hits me hard. Today, I think I've decided to take a major chill pill. Slow down this car obsession thing, make some new friends (I've been fighting it, but come on, people want to be my friend) and get out into the world again.
Just know I wasn't neglecting you, I was straight up avoiding you.
All of this angst, confusion and pressure comes from the fact that I'm turning 25 in a couple of weeks. I don't want to spend my 25th in a place of misery. Oakland hasn't been all misery, it's a nice place, but I have experienced some extreme emotions here. I'm used to not feeling! Now I have to many feelings! I'm a changed woman. I don't know if it's for the better ha.
But, things are not going as planned and running away before my birthday is looking more and more improbable. I have to suck this shit up and try to make the best of this Oakland adventure for the next couple of weeks.
I have a huge problem with being impatient and over planning, so when things don't go my way, it hits me hard. Today, I think I've decided to take a major chill pill. Slow down this car obsession thing, make some new friends (I've been fighting it, but come on, people want to be my friend) and get out into the world again.
Just know I wasn't neglecting you, I was straight up avoiding you.
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Sunday, August 4, 2013
A Weekend in SF
Have I done a week 3 recap?
Well, week 3 has come and gone. I'm trying to have some sort of routine that will allow for writing, but of course that isn't happening.
I watched and read a lot of Game of Thrones. Book and Season 3. I had to wait to finish reading before I watched the show, but y'all after I read a certain scene/death or two I couldn't wait any longer. No spoilers, since other humans have been good enough not to spoil it for me. All I'll say is that it was worth the wait and read/watch.
I got my HBO shows out of my system, all caught up on True Blood too. I will say that I've had my fill of butts. So many butts on HBO. I guess because they can't show vaginas and penises. Man butts, woman butts, jiggly butts, small butts, but mainly tight butts.
Back to my Bay Area adventures. I spent some time in San Francisco on Saturday. In the Mission District to be exact. Wandering around in the cold looking for an art crawl I had found online. My friend and I finally stumbled upon one of the houses on the crawl and boy was it a magical experience. We walked into a place that was called "The Secret Garden." There were pretty lights and plants and that was it's actual name.
There was a stage set up in the garden, so we grabbed some seats on the makeshift benches and listened to this lady sing folk songs in different languages. Spanish, Russian and French. I barely have a grasp of the English language, so I was definitely envious. I'm not a huge fan of acoustic folky music, but it was all especially magical in the garden with the sun going down and the wind blowing. Then the singer and her friends began to harmonize and I think I can speak for all of America when I say, I'm a sucker for harmonization. I don't care what corny boy or girl group you are, if you can harmonize I'll be your fan for a day.
The harmonizations were beautiful and almost other worldy. I forgot all my worries and melted away onto the notes of the lady voices. It was like that. Definitely a lovely cap to a lackluster week.
I'm going to listen to some more Miley Cyrus now, while I job hunt and dream of my future.
Well, week 3 has come and gone. I'm trying to have some sort of routine that will allow for writing, but of course that isn't happening.
I watched and read a lot of Game of Thrones. Book and Season 3. I had to wait to finish reading before I watched the show, but y'all after I read a certain scene/death or two I couldn't wait any longer. No spoilers, since other humans have been good enough not to spoil it for me. All I'll say is that it was worth the wait and read/watch.
I got my HBO shows out of my system, all caught up on True Blood too. I will say that I've had my fill of butts. So many butts on HBO. I guess because they can't show vaginas and penises. Man butts, woman butts, jiggly butts, small butts, but mainly tight butts.
Back to my Bay Area adventures. I spent some time in San Francisco on Saturday. In the Mission District to be exact. Wandering around in the cold looking for an art crawl I had found online. My friend and I finally stumbled upon one of the houses on the crawl and boy was it a magical experience. We walked into a place that was called "The Secret Garden." There were pretty lights and plants and that was it's actual name.
There was a stage set up in the garden, so we grabbed some seats on the makeshift benches and listened to this lady sing folk songs in different languages. Spanish, Russian and French. I barely have a grasp of the English language, so I was definitely envious. I'm not a huge fan of acoustic folky music, but it was all especially magical in the garden with the sun going down and the wind blowing. Then the singer and her friends began to harmonize and I think I can speak for all of America when I say, I'm a sucker for harmonization. I don't care what corny boy or girl group you are, if you can harmonize I'll be your fan for a day.
The harmonizations were beautiful and almost other worldy. I forgot all my worries and melted away onto the notes of the lady voices. It was like that. Definitely a lovely cap to a lackluster week.
I'm going to listen to some more Miley Cyrus now, while I job hunt and dream of my future.
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