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The power of the second verse (entry no.36)

 My European adventure came to a close a few days ago. I got home Sunday afternoon knowing that I had to get up bright and early for work the next day. Despite the jetlag my shift wasn't bad, 7:45 to 2:00, plus I was at self-checkout so it really wasn't a difficult day. But one thing I should mention about self-checkout is the fact that it is freezing cold by those machines. So cold that I now have a bit of a sore-throat to top off my jet lag. I feel like I came back from vacation and hit the ground running, but I guess that's life for you. There are no grace periods between vacation and normalcy. When I ended that shift on Monday I proceeded to take a 4 hour nap and somehow I woke up even more exhausted! However, thanks to the jet lag it has been easier to get up early. Portugal is 6 hours ahead while Spain is 7 so you can imagine how disorienting that is at first. I can't believe summer is over! In a little less than 3 weeks I am going to have my last first day of sch...

People with a good heart (entry no.35)

 It’s been a while since I last made a deep and philosophical entry so please entertain me for a few minutes. I can’t really explain how my brain works, it’s kinda like a fun house mirror maze. There’s a lot going on and if it’s your first time in there it seems very confusing and chaotic. However, I know this fun house well. I know the dead ends and shortcuts but sometimes I purposely use these loopholes and secrets to my advantage. I use them to avoid thinking about certain things or to see things that aren’t really there.  Ok that sounds a little creepy. But essentially what I’m trying to say is that I like to play tricks with my own mind. For example, I’ll excuse bad behaviour or let people treat me badly because I believe they are misunderstood. That they actually had good intentions or valid reasons when I know deep down that isn’t always the case. But then again, don’t we all do that? Tell each other happy stories and imagine things differently in an attempt to shield o...

Um frango e um gato (entry no.34)

 The European adventure continues. Let me catch you up to speed, it is boiling hot and there is not a cloud in the sky. I don’t mind the heat in this part of Europe because there is no humidity and believe me it makes a BIG difference. The food has been great, regardless of whether or not it is traditional. For example, we went to Spain a few days ago and had Lebanese food. It was probably the most delicious lamb I have ever had. Then there was another day when we ate Argentinian food and once again it was absolutely delicious. Currently we are staying in a beach town in Portugal, the house we rented is literally right in front of the ocean.  Yesterday we went swimming and spent the whole day by the beach. I forgot how much I missed the ocean, the salty water and soft sand, it’s something you can’t compare. This morning we took it easy since I needed to be at the house and have access to a computer around noon because that’s when my college schedule came out. I had to access i...

In a galaxy far far away (entry no.33)

I’m just gonna start writing this entry now cuz goodness knows when I’ll have time to sit down and write again. It takes me 30 minutes to an hour to write an entry and as you already know if you’ve read one of my past entries, I like to write in one sitting. Currently, I am in Portugal! We arrived yesterday morning and I honestly still can believe I’m here. The plane ride was 8 hours and I tried to sleep through most of it but it was no use.  I got maybe an hour at most but it’s so incredibly difficult to get comfortable on a plane. Also I had a middle seat so I had my dad to my right and a stranger to my left. Sitting next to strangers instantly makes me uneasy. I feel like they are going to judge me and my little habits and hobbies. While on the plane I played Plants vs. Zombies for the billionth time. It is one of the best free mobile games there is, if you disagree argue with the wall.  For the last two hours I also watched Star Wars Episode I. I’ve said this before but I’...

A Curly-Headed Coca-Cola Enthusiast (entry no.32)

I'm watching the Olympics with my dad in the living room as I write this entry. We're currently watching a women's basketball game, it's Canada vs France and Canada is currently being obliterated. I've never really been into the Olympics but I'll watch a couple of the events here and there. Personally, I have always preferred the winter Olympics, specifically figure skating. I grew up watching Tessa Virtue and Scott Moir dominate in Ice Dancing from 2010 to 2018 at the Olympics. I'll never forget their beautiful dance to Stay by Rihanna, the chemistry between those two skaters is unmatched. I was so convinced that I was going to skate exactly like them when I was little. 10 year old Abby would be thoroughly disappointed in me if she found out that we grew up to become someone who can neither skate nor dance. It's funny when you think about it, I love music but I can't dance and I love the winter but can't play any of the sports associated with it...

A Strawberry in the Rain (entry no.31)

 I have been up since 6:30, I am running on a solid 5 hours of sleep and it is currently a quarter to midnight. I most definitely should be sleeping but what can ya do when you love to write as much as I do. The last few posts have very much centered around soccer, specifically England's journey throughout the Euro's. However, now that they are over I find myself preparing for the Primer League season to start up again. Arsenal recently released their new away kit for the season, they are black, red, and green. I definitely like them better than last year's away kit but it's honestly nothing to gush over. However, do you know what is worth gushing over? "POR QUE SERA" by Grupo Frontera and Maluma. Oh. My. Goodness. It is such a good song, perfect summer heartbreak vibes and instantly iconic.  Speaking of music, whoever was playing music over the speakers at work today was killing it. I swear I thought someone had taken my playlist or something. We went from ...

It didn't come home (entry no.30)

 Nearly two weeks later and I am back! I took an unintentional break from my entries simply because I wasn't really in the mood to write. For once I decided not to force myself into doing something I didn't want to do. That being said, I actually had to re-read the last entry I posted since I had no idea what I last wrote about. Now I remember talking about the England vs Switzerland game which at the time had not happen yet. I watched the first half with a friend of mine at a sports bar and it was pretty uneventful, it ended 0-0. Then it went 1-0 for Switzerland in the second half but my guy Bukayo didn't let things stay that way for too long. It was then 1-1 all the way until the end of extra time meaning that we were in for a penalty showdown. England is notorious for losing in shootouts so I was supppppeeeeerrr nervous. I was especially nervous for Bukayo given what happened to him in the last Euro's penalties. I recorded my reactions to each penalty for my sister a...

Can they go all the way? (entry no.29)

 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...

Cuz after all these years (entry no.28)

 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...

Please don’t take my blueberry muffin (entry no.27)

 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 ...