My current punishment: parkour, the art of movement and obstacle negotiation. It sounds as beautiful and mystifying as it looks. Reality is, it is hard as hell, and the chances that you will actually make it look as smooth as it sounds are very little. I have no idea where my body is, which way it's turned, if I'm up or down. I am still shocked, that I am regularly taking a mix of classes like these. Well with the exception of totally skipping out on classes last week because I just could not. Why am I doing this? Simple answer: I am a masochist as mentioned earlier that loves challenges. Long answer: keep reading.Read More
I really don't understand why people let you know that they can and will offend you when they say, "don't take this personal" or "I don't want to offend you but.." That is a huge disclaimer. You will and do intend to offend me--don't be fooled by this intro. I am going to let you know now, I do intend to offend ignorance and those that openly perpetuate it. I hope you do too.Read More
Lately writing has been a vicious batty cycle-- which is pretty reflective of my recent inner struggle. My inconsistent feels have created an ultimate rift in the content that I want to write about versus what I need to get out of my head. In the spirit of being real, its only fair that I fully divulge. I am master of making things look chummy all the time, the ultimate bullshitter, though that's not always the story. There is always a side of shit. Always. Maybe even multiple sides.
In my previous posts I've heralded and raved about the beauty of my new start, but as with anything it has a dark side as well, the shit. Maryland has been surreal, cool, and magical, it's also been terrifying, isolating, and lonely. Like lonely af.
The move has made me appreciate all the relationships that I have back in Arkansas. It is strange when you build up such a strong network of people, to move to another state a thousand miles away. It is even more strange that when you hear your name being called in a public place, that it is very unlikely the person is calling for you. At first I thought this was pretty cool. I could go to Walmart or Target looking like a rageddy Anne doll and not worry about running into anyone. Then after a few months I was over that and yearning for a familiar bump. I didn't want to start over in so many unthinkable ways. Some of these ways are refreshing, but some painstaking. It's always the simple things that stand out so much in life. I think I took for granted the warm welcoming "cheers" feeling I felt in NWA ( I know that's a lot of cheese there).
Making new friends is pretty awkward in the real world, outside of my normal settings, i.e. school, college, work. Almost every person and friend I had in AR thought that I would make friends so easily here because I am so outgoing. WRONG! Making friends is not that easy. So it's been a little rough. I am so grateful to have my wonderful boyfriend to hang with, but everyone needs a friend other than their significant other. I need like three.
Being without friends really has begun to take a toll on me. So this has been the downer to my new exciting experience. Transitions aren't easy and without struggle. Don't let all the hype fool ya.
Pardon if this post seems hacked and patched together, because it sort of is. I guess that's what makes it more authentic, which is my true intention. This is the real deal. Until next time my happy tree frog friends, stay cool and keep on going because everything in life is temporary. I'm not gonna lie I can't wait to end this temporary no friend thing lol. Anyone in the Maryland/DC area need a friend? I do.
Consistency is that cool skeleton key I've been looking for. I struggle with this so much, but I think this is the human condition. l have been seriously on the struggle bus guys, this post has been a draft since, the 21st of September!! Like these past two weeks have been crazy Freaky Friday good!! Like gifts from God, cosmic, soul-regenerating good! I've been so consumed with the magical moments of life and that's okay. Too often am I wrapped up in the social craze and I miss the fullness of experiences.
This post chronicles one of the many wickedly cool festivals here in Baltimore --- Hampdenfest. This festival is nestled in a cool homey area of Bmore. The highlights include music, food, swaggy vendor merch, and other endless surprises. Naturally I loved all this. I am your kitschy, homey, almost-girl-next-door with an edge. I love local everything, so I was all over this!!
I channeled my easy-going punky spirit. Layering dresses and wearing one of my most bold necklaces, this Hot Topic studded choker (I know it is pretty much a dog collar. Call me Spike). My outfit feels were through the roof, I dig this look so much. So true to my spirit and it speaks volumes about me.
Jonathan and I happened upon so many cool places. I was sadden that I couldn't see it all, but that is just another reason to go back! Some of the happenings include: a ultra down-to-earth unique shop featuring lots of unique textiles + jewels from all over the world and a crazy-good vintage store intertwined with a madly cool book shop. This weekend was magical and beyond words. This post is short, and sweet, but my pics are better than my words at the moment. I hope you enjoy this visual journey, it's killer.