I’m trying out this minimalism challenge that I’ve seen floating around tumblr, but I’ve made a couple of changes to the original to add more of the ones that will give me real difficulty (Leave today unplanned). I know it’s not really a school- or study-related thing, but I know a lot of studyblrs do self-care things and this is definitely something I need!
So, the first day is no social media. I queued this post to post today, and after this I won’t be on Instagram, Facebook, Pinterest, Twitter, etc. etc. I’m not sure yet if I think of tumblr as social media (I know it probably is) so I guess we’ll see.
Let me know if anyone else is doing this! And may the new month bring amazing things.
Hey lovelies. So yesterday, as I was just being my scroll-y little self, I came across this post - and figured that was a goddamn good idea.
BUT. But my goals weren’t the same (they would’ve been fun, but not really what I need right now), and as such I’d need to adapt most of the items.
Being also my lazy self, I just decided to start a new list from scratch. Feel free to use it, abuse it, do it, share it. But if you do start it, I’d love it if you told me how it works out for you! Tag me, PM me, I’m yours to do as you please.
Having said that, this is based off that post (hence the credit), but I’m starting my own 30 day challenge to UNFUCK MY LIFE.
(You know nothing, Jon Snow.)
Here we go.
Get a journal. Open it. Write. Be it a line. Just your name. A sentence. A quote. Be it five pages and keep going. Doodle. Hate your hadwriting and then smile because it’s perfect for you.
Make a study plan. A realistic study plan. Print it. Complete it.
Don’t just sit around studying in your pajamas. I know it’s comfy, but get up, get dressed, shine that fucking awesomeness.
Clean your room (Yes, even the pile of clothes hidden in the closet. And under the bed. And the ones forgotten in the bathroom.)
Call old friends. Just say hi. Go from there.
Go to bed early. Count sheep to fall asleep.
Get up early too. Spring from bed and don’t look back.
Go for a walk, with company if possible. Your Ipod counts too.
Go to the library. Check out books you’ll like. Check out some you won’t either. Read them all.
Watch the news. Talk about them. Discuss them. Accept different points of view.
Cut your hair. Buy a new pair of shoes. Of pants. Eyeliner. Paint your nails. Look in the mirror and go “yeeeeeah, I’d hit that”. Even if you stay at home all day.
Compliment your mom. Hug your dad. Thank your grandparents. Blow a kiss to your sister. Ruffle your brother’s hair. Squeeze your dog and rub his belly.
Breathe. In. Out.
Go out. Be happy. Show off your legs even if they’re short. Even if you have cellullite. Even if that means wearing a pair of tights because it’s cold out. Flip your hair and smile.
Go out. Drive. Be scared.
Choose your outfit the day before. Even if you change your mind in the morning.
Meet up with your best friend. Be your sarcastic self, they love it.
Update your playlist.
Find a new TV show to watch. Make it a documentary.
Say hello to people.
Go downtown. Take pictures. Panoramic pictures, ugly pictures, blurred pictures, selfies. Don’t erase any. Not just yet.
Go out to get coffee. Drink tea instead.
Wear a skirt to college. Rock those hot boots too.
Buy chewing gum. Offer it around, it’s okay if you’re totally ripped off.
Have a meal with your mom.
Go shopping. Don’t buy anything.
Change your profile picture.
Take a shower. Kiss the mirror and dance naked. If it jiggles, it’s because it’s there.
Watch the sunrise. Watch the sunset. Feel small. (bonus)
30 Day Ship Meme Day 1: What is your current favorite ship?
As of late, I’ve been obsessed with Hiccup x Astrid from How to Train Your Dragon. I really could write a good whopping chapteron why I like this couple, why I think they’re realistic, how they relate to my world, and why I don’t have a problem with Astrid. Instead, I will just satisfy with saying that I like this ship more than any other Hiccup ship.
Unfortunately, I’m too much like her. With two differences: she’s stronger than me and she is pretty.
My parents discuss a lot. Like since ever… Since I can remember. IT make me weak because all i wanted was a close family. & now my family is broken. I have that kind of strange conection with fire. I’m always burning things and that makes me happy. I feel so alone sometimes. Most of my life. I always felt like that. Alone. Empty. Think about others. i don’t talk much as she in G1. I have a few friends but my paranoia tells me that they don’t love me, and so I end up losing them. Staying alone. always alone. with my paranoia and my panic and my sadness and all my mental disorders. My mom always tries to help me, but I don’t like to expose my feelings. i ending up with them inside me what makes me feel very badly. Since I was a little girl I see and hear things. that’s why I’m so weird. & it makes me really scared. I’ve had a depression. At two/three years ago. I think I already got over it. Maybe or maybe not. Honestly I’m not sure if I’m okay and happy. All I feel is a huge void. I have many thoughts together which makes me feel confused. I never know if I’m happy, sad, angry… I’m always empty. Effy, you know… She wants to be strong for everyone, but she is so fragile and sensitive. She falls a little everyday. she is broken inside. she just want to act like evrything is fine when everything is just fucked up. And so am I, too. I also fuck everything. Always. I have that strange energy that makes things become a shit when I come or stuff. I feel like shit. I feel useless. I feel empty. I feel like I’m nothing. & Eff always help me to feel better. So, i love her.