Hey bloggersphere, Remember when blogging was like having a diary where you update about your thoughts and feelings of everyday life? I don’t think I’m the only one who used to use it like that but if that’s the case then simply disregard all that I’m about to say. I’ve been thinking a lot, lately, … Continue reading Digital Exhaustion from Commercialized Blogging
We spent 6 days, and 5 nights in Iceland. Neither one of us were really keen with the true down-to-ground camper lifestyle but with an adventure seeking, as well as budgeting, mentality, we managed to put together a plan that worked fantastically. Our goal was to see as many things as we can, as we … Continue reading Photo Itinerary through Iceland
"Know first who you are and then adore yourself accordingly." -Jojo Moyes I asked her, “is it normal to feel this way?” She nodded her head as if it were a cue to agree with me but she didn’t open her mouth. I asked again, “is it normal to not want to be around anyone?” … Continue reading That time I discovered I was an Introvert
From the moment we left the airport, there was never a period of time when we weren’t being affectionate towards one another. I kept calling it, “disgustingly cute.” My self deprecating nature wouldn’t allow me to just simply enjoy the moment, I had to remember the whole feet-planting promises that I made myself. I found it remarkably wonderful that we got so comfortable with one another in such a short period of time. It was as if I knew him my entire life. Simply put, we just clicked straight away. While in Paris, I felt that we got swept up in the romantic setting. However, if you were to choose a place in time where you can be completely and foolishly romantic, wouldn’t you choose Paris? This utterly photogenic city has been an incredible backdrop to our love story.
I told myself that I will do whatever it takes to be happy. For 2017, it meant saying "no thanks" to a lot of things; settling for under appreciating jobs, inauthentic friendships, relationships, bad habits, etc. I placed more effort towards doing things that made me more excited for life and a lot of that had to do with traveling. I am not rich by any means, I'm actually pretty broke lol but I just know how to search for deals and steals while also cutting the cost of things that I don't necessarily need. While some people find their happy in things like partying or shopping, I find it with working really hard and saving a ton. At the end of the day, I would like to think that I'm a responsible enough adult whereas I can live a comfortable life within my means. Choose what makes you happy, folks. That's really all I can say. Looking back on this phenomenal year, I am quite pleased with myself for doing what I wanted to do instead of doing what I thought I'm supposed to do.
I feel as though, sometimes, the best way to truly appreciate the life you live is by reflecting on all the good things. What better time to do that than the end of another year? 2017 was quite the year for me: the loss of my grandfather, the end of a relationship, the discovery of … Continue reading Reflecting on 2017
The flight came to a rumbling halt as our plane landed at Gatwick Airport, different from Heathrow, something that I’ve learned while landing. This entire time, I wrongfully assumed that Gatwick/Heathrow were the same thing. Don’t ask me why. I don’t know, I just assumed. Flashback to a month ago when I gleefully said, “it … Continue reading 7 hrs and 40 mins layover: To Explore or Not Explore?
“How did it get so late so soon?” - Dr. Seuss I have been thinking a lot about time, and there is a tied emotion for which I have no words to articulate. I know that I have been wandering around this universe with this incredibly dark cloud following me. The familiar feeling of resentment … Continue reading Time Won’t Give You a Minute
“Wait, you’re going alone? Do you know anyone there?” “I am going alone and I don’t know a single person there.” I sat at the airport, eating my burrito bowl, as I waited to depart Boston. It was a night flight which meant that I would arrive early in Ireland. Too early to check into … Continue reading Why I “yolo” solo-dolo!