Something Inconspicuous

 Bruh, I thought it had been ages since I last wrote an entry but I now see that it's literally only been three days. That being said, because I thought I hadn't written an entry in a while, I was going to write one last night but I was way to tired to write more than a couple sentences. I ended up deleting that little entry because I refuse to write these in more than one sitting session. The Abby who wrote last night is different from the Abby today and has different things on her mind so the entry would be incohesive if it was written in two sessions. For example, today I am thinking about getting my hair trimmed in a month or so. I want it a little shorter with some layers. Maybe I'll get it done at the end of the month, what can I say I'm a sucker for short hair.  Today I had to walk to work, it takes me about 30 minutes and I genuinely don't mind the walk since I have my comfy Bluetooth headphones and awesome playlists to accompany me. However, it does leave m...

 It's almost 1 am, I don't feel like going to bed and to be honest I don't really feel like writing an entry but here I am anyways. I worked an 8 hour shift today, chilled for a little bit when I got home and then proceeded to pass out on the couch for nearly 3 hours. I was exhausted, I didn't sleep too well last night and got up early for work after an extremely busy weekend. Not the greatest combination but I digress. Anyways, since I don't really have anything I want to talk about in particular, I guess this will be another music entry. This one will be dedicated to Camila Cabello. I've been listening to her since her first album as a soloist. Needless to say I have seen her grow and change so much throughout the years. I know nobody asked, but I wanna talk about one of my favorite songs from her. My number 1 song will ALWAYS be "All These Years", it was literally love at first listen. Ever since I found it over 5 years ago it has always been one of...

 I’m away from home for the next few days and I didn’t feel like bringing my laptop to write an entry so I’m writing on my phone. That being said, please forgive me if this entry is a little too long or shorter than what I normally post. I’m not a big fan of typing using my phone, it feels far less personal than typing on a laptop for some reason. Anyways, last post I was talking about leaving the fate of my hair in the hands of the haircut gods. That being said, I am pleased to announce that I did indeed get a haircut two days ago. I ended up cutting it just above my shoulders and getting some side bangs. I showed up to work yesterday with my new look and all my co-workers were gassing me up so much I legit got shy. I don’t know what to do when someone complements or thanks me. I usually just laugh and hide my face.  The topic for today’s entry is a little strange but I guess all my topics are strange when you really think about it. Today I wanted to talk about a realization ...

This has probably been one of the longest and most eventful weeks of my life. I'm talking TV show season finale kinda crazy, like I swear someone must have written the script cuz it's just too much to be real. However, personal matters involving others do not belong on a public blog so I won't linger on the subject for too long. Just know that I have had so many longgggggg car talks while sipping on slushies and ice coffees. It's gotten to the point that I don't even feel like talking. That's right, me Abby the talker does not feel like talking. However, my ice coffee addiction remains strong. In fact I'm sipping one right now as I type.  Moving on to more important matters, I may or may not get a haircut this Tuesday. I haven't booked an appointment yet so I'm just gonna call the day of to see if there is a spot available. If there isn't then I guess it wasn't meant to be. I shall leave my fate in the hands of the haircut gods. If I do manag...

 Ayeooo, she's back only 4 days later, please hold your applause until the entry is finished. I'm currently a multi-tasking queen, typing away as I watch England vs Serbia, both team's first match in this year's Euro Cup. So far so good, we're winning one nothing and Southgate created a killer starting line-up not gonna lie. We got Kane, Foden, and Saka up front and Rice, Bellingham, and Trent in midfield... need I say more. Now that I'm writing, I realize that I haven't once mentioned what I thought about the team's new jerseys. I think they are cool, very classic looking but not as cool as the ones they wore during the 2022 World Cup. I loved both of those home and away kits. The bright red away colors and the white and bright blue home jerseys were perfection.  However, Germany's home and away kits this year were my absolute favorites. The white home jerseys with hints of red, yellow, and black look so beautiful, almost like the players are on fir...

 It's been a minute since my last post so let me catch you up to speed. I'm still holding strong to my no social media rule and I only miss it when I'm hanging out with friends and they are all browsing on Instagram. Other than that, I'm doing good. My sister let's me borrow her phone to check up on the England national football team every now and then. Don't judge me! Euro's are this Friday and the England team looks very different from the last Euro Cup. No Rashford, Maguire, or Henderson. To be honest, I don't think we really need them but I'm not a big fan of change so it's a little unsettling. I really should be going to bed instead of writing this entry. I'm on the first paragraph but I've literally yawned at least four times already. I stayed up late last night watching anime and playing Stardew Valley, one of the best RPG's known to man. Essentially it's a farming game, you inherit your grandfather's run down farm and ...

I literally just finished watching "The Emperor's New Groove" and it got me thinking about things I was saying in my previous entries about not giving up on others and recognizing that there is more happiness in giving than in receiving. It sounds stupid but this movie actually highlights both those points perfectly. Pacha refuses to give up on Kuzco even though he is so incredibly conceded and selfish. He rescues Kuzco from the jungle knowing that Kuzco has the intent of stealing his home so he can build himself a pool. Pacha even fights Yzma so Kuzco can change back into a human even though it's ultimately none of his business. This leads Kuzco to have a change of heart, highlighting this concept that there is good inside of everybody. So many people would've given up on Kuzco after what he put Pacha through but Pacha sticks it out til the very end and as a result, Kuzco changes for the good. So how can we justify giving up on people if there is always a chance ...

 I wanted to write an entry this morning but instead I drove to Walmart to pick up a few things before a family road trip. I also bought myself a one dollar ice coffee from McDonald's on the way home cuz I have no shame. I intend to milk summer drink days for as long as I can even if it's a complete rip off nowadays. Since I was driving by myself, I got to play my music which is very eclectic. I could play the same two songs over and over again and never get bored but those two songs could be completely different and I'll switch without skipping a beat. Currently I've been obsessed with "Defying Gravity" from the Broadway Musical "Wicked", it's such a powerful and heartfelt song. I love to belt it out at the top of my lungs but I can never do it justice, no one sings it like Indina Menzel. So there I was, driving to Walmart at a red light with two young girls in a Range Rover beside me who were definitely judging me as I screamed "But nobody...

 Today's a good day for me, I'm glad cuz I definitely needed one. I've been feeling a bit gloomy these last couple of days if you couldn't tell from my latest entries. Hope it didn't rub off and bring other people's mood down. Emotions are contagious and I don't want someone else to feel sad simply because I do, I don't think it's fair. It's funny how we as humans are so often like that, we'll let you cry on our shoulder no problem but are so hesitant to cry on someone else's.  I have good friends with strong sets of shoulders. They'll listen to me rant about the same problem over and over. I don't think we are truly friends unless you've seen me cry at least once. But enough about crying, the sun is shinning and summer drink days are back at McDonald's. Since my parents do all the grocery shopping for our house, I honesty didn't realize how bad inflation has gotten until I saw the prices for summer drinks at McDonald...

 Here I am, once again writing past midnight cuz I didn't fully learn my lesson in entry 18. I don't even know what I want to write about right now, I just know that I want to write. This post is gonna be a little deeper and gloomier than my usual stuff but please bear with me. I'm a very emotional person, I'm constantly on the verge of tears for no real reason. But despite this, I don't believe in wasted tears. Tears should always mean something, whether you are mourning something or someone you have lost, crying of laughter and gratefulness, or disliking yourself a little more than you usually do, tears mean something.  Tears help us move on to the next step by allowing us to process our emotions. To me wiping away your tears is like picking yourself up off the floor and saying "We go again". But some people get stuck on the floor, too afraid that they'll fall again or that they are unworthy of a second chance. The hardest prison to bust out of is th...