SUNDAY.
Today is Sunday. Probably my favourite day of the week. Most people hate Sundays because Mondays follow them, but to me Sunday is my Saturday and Monday is my Sunday. Does that make sense? Or am I rambling too much already? Thats more a rhetorical question due to the fact I can’t hear your answer.
Today though, I woke up unbelievably crabby. Way to over tired. My roommate has turned me into one of those people who can’t handle mornings without caffeine injected into my veins. I also have become the muffin monster and can’t start my day without devouring one.
So with really no idea what to write about I decided to google myself today. It reminded me of what an insta/interweb hoe bag I used to be. I mean yes Ive done a few photoshoots recently where boobies have been shown. But I feel like there is a difference between having a sexy shoot done and taking an iPhone photo of your panties pulled up your ass. I became famous for showing my anus. ( I just wanted an excuse to use that rhyme.) I had completely forgot that during my insta fame I had created a tumblr. Well to be honest I was shocked looking at some of the photos I had willingly taken and posted of myself. I mean in no way am I a prude, but holy whore villa population BEE. Its weird too because I wasn’t having any sex when I posted those photos but you’d probably think Im a webcam girl scrolling through my old tumblr.
Its so weird hows we progress as humans, all the various stages that we go through. Always evolving. I look back at who I was 5 years ago to who I am now and it seems like a life time ago. Probably because 5 years ago I was mentally incompetent due to over use of substances. But even since I first moved to Vancouver I have grown into a less instawhorish version of myself. The main point of me starting this blog was to log my self discovery and experiences from the past and present. Technically they are all from the past by the time I write about them, but you get the point.
People seem to like to ask the question, so what do you want to do for a career. I always answer with I want to be a B0$$. See Ive never been one to make a plan and stick to it. I live my life the same way I deal with directions. I never know where Im going but I always seem to end up where I need to be. My brain never shuts off and the fact that I get bored extremely easily is probably the reason Ive always worked multiple and extremely different jobs at the same time my whole life. I never wanted to have a regular job, the whole idea of “normal” never really worked with my abnormal way of thinking.
I was raised to be hardworking so free loading off of anyone was never really an option. Also being a fiending ( I definitely made that word up) addict for years taught me how to be creative in making money. ( with my clothes on) I have worked in so many different fields which has given me a good insight to the careers I don’t want. As well its subconsciously pushed me out of my comfort zone and closer toward what I do want.
But see I still can’t answer what I do want or what want as a career. I mean I love so many different things so to pick just one won’t work for me. Right now I am just figuring out how to mesh all my “passions” into a money making machine. Most people I know from high school have degrees, families, babies. As much as my mother wishes I was like these young adults, I wouldn’t change the life Ive chosen to live one bit. The drugs and dark past have made me realize that anything is possible and that if I want to be extraordinary that I can damn well do so. ( wow maybe I should go into being a motivational speaker… look at those lines.)
Writing my bi weekly ramblings was the best idea I have ever had, better than sliced bread…if sliced bread was my idea. It has allowed me to connect with people from all over the world and shown me that people surprisingly enjoy my entries. I find it insane that people relate to my ridiculous rants and actually take the time to email me. It has also allowed me to discover so many different areas Im interested in. So really the road to discovery of an ex insta whore is actually achieving what it was created to do.
thank god for push up bras and I’m thinking of starting a Vlog