I’m back! Gosh, my last post was in May?? but it’s okay, I’m back….for now :) Did you miss me? I know my last post was very anti-social media, which makes kinda no sense, since I live for social media (case in point, just creep my instagram), but my blogging silence also had to do with me figuring things out and enjoying life. So let’s catch up?
Chicago – I went to Chicago for the weekend to visit a friend of mine, which was bomb-diggity. Honestly, I might like Chicago more than New York. The city has the hustle of New York, but not the overwhelming feeling of New York. I have to go back, I didn’t get to see as much as I would have liked.
Miami – My friend is getting married, so why wouldn’t we do it up bachelorette style, right. Basically, I partied the whole 3 days and slept less than 8 hours. Highlight? My makeup – I was so glad I looked fresh.
I have been going to Hot Yoga and Hot Pilates regularly for more than 3 months now, and I like to think my body appreciates that, even though I’m ready to take a nap during some of the poses. :P
My adorable baby cousin is adorbs and I continue to take more embarrassing pictures of him, cause you know, I’m the cool sister.
Tell me how I spent almost 2-3 weeks going to Sephora trying to figure out my skin care routine. It started off with me going to get a foundation for my friends bridal shower and the next thing I know I’m talking to a skin care person and now I’m only using products she recommends. At this point, I know someone in each department and I like to think that we are friends. #notcreepyatall
Remember that boy I mentioned indirectly with all my rant-like blog posts? Yea, that chapter is properly closed since he apparently said that “It didn’t work cause she didn’t show me the way.” Like, yes, let me not act on self-preservation and tell you how to get to the yellow brick road to my heart, rather than you making the effort. Needless to say, I’m over it.
After wondering if I even like guys, I saw the more adorable old-man-in-young-person-body over at a municipal office I went to, and now I’m obsessed with him. Goal now is to take creeper shots of him, find out if he has a gf and find him on Facebook so I can stare at his beautiful face all day.
I thought I was done de-cluttering stuff around me, but I now feel that the de-cluttering is now spreading into other aspects of my life. Lately, I have been feeling like I need to go off the grid. Off the grid as in decreasing or eliminating my social media usage and all that fun stuff.
As much as I love refreshing Facebook and all the other fun apps, I started feeling overwhelmed. Overwhelmed at how behind I was falling in the race that is called life.
My peers are getting settled into their lives and here I am worrying about not falling off my bed. They are progressing with their passions, while I struggle with coming to terms with what I want in life. While they lead adventurous lives, my mundane routine of an existence became my antithesis.
A part of me realizes that I should not be complaining. These are first world problems and most likely, it’s my fault for not getting out there. However, when that information is repeatedly being flashed in your face like some obscene marketing ploy, I knew I needed to step back.
Going completely off grid is not possible considering I’m not travelling, but I’ve gone off facebook for sure. When I will be back? I don’t know. But I do feel better cutting that access into my private space. What about Twitter and Instagram? Will probably stay on there but unfollowing a few.
It’s refreshing to reclaim your space. To reclaim your moment. Sometimes, that’s all you need.
Do you ever get to a moment where you think, ‘a pause button would be really good right now?‘ I’m not talking about pause from an argument or from exams but a pause from life.
Is it realistically possible to pause life? and if so, what will you gain from pausing life?
I recently watched Jupiter Ascending, you know the movie with Mila Kunis and Channing Tatum (it’s a pass, not that great but if you’re on a flight and nothing is on, watch it) and a scene stood out for me. The scene was with Mila and her ‘daughter’, where they talk about what aliens/other life force are really after: time. That with more time they can maximize all that they want to see and do. Gaining power or winning wars or resources won’t give you more time.
I found this interesting because we sometimes run from time and yet in an alternative way to look at it, time is all that you have. Will ignoring or diverting your issues solve the problem? Will it bring you a solution?
Why do we think that we can control the situations or circumstances around us? We are not in control. Everything must move concurrently and to resist that, it can become an exhausting burden. Time is a funny thing. When you feel that you have mentally come to a point, your physical age and being might not be at that point.
I feel that this becomes particularly dangerous when you set certain events in your life to occur pending another event. What are you waiting for? Nothing major will occur if a certain event happens before that or even after that. I just wonder if we become obsessed with our ideal vision of the world that we forget that everything must move forward that way it should. We cannot put conditions or restrictions. If something takes longer, then you will have to adapt. If something happens sooner, again, you will have to adapt. Granted we expect our life to move in a way we think it should, but sadly, life doesn’t run on a timeline – it just runs; and we must run with it. Playing catch up wherever we can.
We can say that by 25 we will be x,y,z and by 35 this and that will be done and by 70 I can retire. Reality Check: sometimes that just doesn’t happen.
A couple of weeks ago I had an interesting conversation with a male friend. We were sitting and basking in the glorious sunlight and the conversation was going in its usual manner when my friend remarked;
“You really aren’t a damsel in distress are you? You already have everything on lock down and can handle it on your own.“
I was amused and perplexed. I was curious to know how my friend had come to the conclusion and why would be assume that I, or any female I guess for that matter, would be a ‘damsel in distress.’
The damsel in distress or persecuted maiden is a classic theme in world literature, art, film and video games. She is usually a beautiful young woman placed in a dire predicament by a villain or monster and who requires a hero to achieve her rescue. (source: Wikipedia)
Disney movies and most pop culture films, shows and all particularly aim to showcase females being at a disadvantage in some way or anything, requiring a ‘Prince Charming’ to come and ‘rescue’ them. Whether it be from the hounds or fixing a broken heel (hello Wedding Planner, you are telling me that the magnificent Jennifer Lopez who is the ultimate wedding planner – who can fix any and all issues, is dumbstruck at the issue of her broken shoe? nvm that she was distracted by the hot doctor but still), this social behavioural structure has been practically ingrained in our minds that this is just how it goes.
Sure, it’s adorable to see a cute girl who’s kind of a dimwit and needs help; however when faced with an individual that can hold her own (or as Neyo likes to say it, ‘Miss Independent she’s got her own thing going on‘) you get stumped – it’s a game changer. No one tells you how to act when faced with someone as your ‘equal’ because obviously how are you to impress her without your big muscles or fancy words?
It’s funny to me how a simple statement can make me think of years of male-female relationships and pop culture’s manifestation of this image.
For the record, I don’t think there is anything wrong with being a damsel in distress cause hey, free world. But for myself, if you expect me to be a damsel in distress, you better be THE Prince Charming.