… pig latin in it’s simplest, possibly incorrect, form.

Hey All !

Have I returned from my hiatus? Not exactly. I’ve merely found a spare moment to jot down a few late night thoughts that have been circulating in my head. 

I am a night shift worker usually, but due to economic turns of events I have been sentenced to work during the day. I wish there were a simple and quick way to expain the vast differences between AM & PM shifts in regards to Housekeeping but unfortunately, there is not. I will say, however, that the PM shift is highly favoured by myself and Kim because we get free reign (more or less) over our shift. Anyway, seeing as I got off work today at 4:30pm (as opposed to 11pm), I found my night moving rather slow. I  know there isn’t usually an exciting pace for a Tuesday night but I became very unsettled. I normally get home at midnight, get things in order and then sleep for work the next day. Since I was off in the afternoon, I decided I was going to catch up on household chores, but honestly, when do we ever go through with that plan the first time around? I ended up watching the special back to back Glee episodes with le frere & then headed back to my room only to realize to one thing:

I NO LONGER HAVE A LIFE.

I spend most of my time at work and when I do have free time, I use it to divvy up my remaining minutes between running necessary errands and seeing My Boyfriend. (Oh yes, he gets capitals!) I do admit to having allowed friends to fall by the way-side by pushing my responsibilities ahead of them. I know what you’re thinking, ” but that’s just good prioritizing!” UM, I sooo wish you were right. I think I need to find a happy medium between what I need to do and what I want to do. With my schedule constantly colliding with that of my boyfriend’s, I tend to put seeing him over seeing my old friends. I know it doesn’t make me a horrible person, but it’s does make me a lousy friend. I could rationalize it out by saying that I only get to see my boyfriend once a week, but then where do the other 6 days go? My friends are still my friends, despite my ignoring them and to my relief, it’s because they fall into the same boat as I do. We all could make time, but with time being such a precious commodity among us now, we try our best to instill the ” We will always be friends, even if it’s not like before” pact. While that alone picks up some of the weight of my heart, I cant help but know it’s that pact that allows us to cop out. 

I love everyone in my life with the most intense love there is out there, but I feel I don’t show it enough. Life is hard, especially one where you do almost everything on your own. But it’s not going to get easier so you might as well, sit the fuck down and have a drink with your buddies. The alcohol delivers a vacation from the mind twisting reality to which we dedicate every breath to. Why not sop it up every now and again? I am desperately trying to fight the eerie transformation from 25 year old to 80 year old overnight. I guess that means, I need to make a sudden reappearance. I don’t know yet how accepting that idea is to people, but shuck it, I need to feel reckless! My friend told me to grab the bull by the horns and not by its old ball sack. I haven’t figured out the meaning of that yet, so for now, I’ll take it as some sick form of bestiality.

This turned out long and probably incoherent. I also really love commas. „„„„„„

Thanks for the time. Ironically, I wrote about the value of time & managed to waste yours. For that, I apologize. Take a shot, of tequila, in my name.

due to my lack of free time. Keep your eyes peeled kids, I may just renig on it ;)

At the risk of losing followers, I must announce that I am not a fan of summer. The warm weather doesn’t give excuse for the beads of stinky sweat, the runny make up, the frizzy hair and the overall discomfort of heat. In any case, I do appreciate the fun activities summer brings. 

OKAY SO, 

I have been doing nothing this week but working. It’s hard to get back into the groove of things after being dormant for so long. Like I never fail to reiterate, I LOVE WORKING WITH MY BESTFRIEND. She makes going to work seem like a chill session. Throw in our other hotel posse and you have the most kick ass funtimes ever! I decided to pop on Tumblr for a quick minute to satisfy my fix but now I must finish the most recent episode of One Tree Hill and then make dinner for BFFL and I. Enjoy the weather if you’re in Toronto because you know I don’t!

P.S I ALSO HATE TANNING.

I added an instagram link & I enabled my Ask Me Section and Post Submissions. It is only for a limited time so have at it while you can!

THANKS GUYSSSS.

Nah, I didn’t think so. Alright guys, I’m sorry for the post shortages. Since St. Patty’s day, I’ve been in recover mode & filling my days with light housework & errands. Fear not O faithful ones, I have a stockpile of reblogs coming at you in a day or so. I’ll be sure to queue them so I dont spam. Yaaay!

Although high ended socialites and prissy female squawkers would love to disagree with me, I believe a “Fashionista” is someone who is an avid follower of fashion and tries to incorporate a little bit of fashion in everything they do. You don’t necessarily need to be a label whore or incredibly stylish, you just need to have a slight sense of fashion and a penchant for shopping.

I was having a conversation with an old friend who just came back from Europe and the pretension she brought back with her was enough to barely make it past customs. She went on about how fashion is so cheapened in Canada and how everyone is turning prestigious fashion designer items into mass produced mainstream items. I think there is some truth to that but where her and I differ is that I don’t find anything wrong with that. I think that fashion isn’t an exclusivity or a language only spoken by the rich. Why am I any less stylish because I don’t have the means to purchase a $1000 bag? I am not bitter about it. I understand the concept of famous designers and the economy but I just don’t see why when people like Marc Jacobs, Karl Lagerfeld and Stella McCartney create affordable fashion, everyone thinks they’re decreasing their credibility. I think it’s great that these big names want to feed the idea that everyone deserves the chance to feel glamorous and fashionable.

I am like anybody. When I pay full price for a high end item, I feel like a celebrity walking down the streets. But when I pay $25 for a Lagerfeld scarf, I feel like I can always have that catwalk feeling without the guilt. I appreciate all aspects of the fashion world and try to incorporate as much of it as I can in my wardrobe but I am thankful that now I never have to choose between my rent and a cocktail dress. I will still try and save up for the big ticket articles by Prada and Gucci but I’m happy that in the meantime, I can get a fashion fix for a reasonable price. My friend may think that fashion is cheapened in Canada but I think it’s definitely increased in worth.

just made my soul cry a little.

S P O I L E R  A L E R T !!!

I guess Mr. Bernthal decided to sign with Frank Darabonts afterall. Not like I’m surprised because AMC has been incredibly harsh lately. Oh well, Shane annoyed me anyway. I did blubber like the girl I am when they lost Dale, more so than when I lost my cat. It’s whatever. I can’t wait until next’s week’s finale!

I know it’s my own fault for watching this series before bed but if I have nightmares, I’ma be pissed.

So darling, won’t you stay awhile? 

and all our secrets ones, … i’ll never stop loving you.