Ah yes, the “moving to a new city” stage of life. I am proud to say I have made it to this typical yet exciting part of my chapter. As common as it is (most would call it the mid-life crisis identity), it is definitely the most fulfilling thing one can do.
Let me start by saying I have watched them all. When I say “all,” I mean all of the romantic, lovey-dovey, quirky TV shows on Netflix. Gossip Girl, The Vampire, Diaries, Grey’s Anatomy, El Barco – you name it, I have seen it. This why I have decided to call myself a professional in the field of romantic TV shows. I have the experience, passion, and an absurd amount of obsessions towards them all, which makes me quite frankly the best author to write on this subject.
I like to think people pay attention to my nail color. I usually gravitate towards white, black, pinkish, or red. I love to pick a nail color that I know would have gotten me in trouble back in high school.
Hello, welcome back. I can see you have not changed and are still a procrastinator since my last article: Waited-until-last-minute Christmas presents. Let’s cut it short since we all know how this goes: You just realized valentine’s day is around the corner and also just remembered you have a relationship. Yes, yes, you do; you should probably go check in on them.
For me, it all started because of TikTok. I would constantly see videos being made using a short clip of this song that I have never heard of. It was calm and strong at the same time and most of the videos were of people carefully listening, vibing with it or making a cover to it. What caught my attention was that nobody was making fun of it.
Yes, I went to Disney this week, and yes, I wish I had this guide. First, let me start by saying no matter how old you are, Disney World is fucking amazing. But just like any other amazing thing in life it always comes with a pile of stressful scenarios. Relax, chill out, I have you covered. Let me help with less than half of your Disney problems.
I guess I should have mentioned in the title that this article is directly pointed towards parents that use Facebook but to be honest I did not have the courage to expose myself. So, if you are a victim of this, feel free to cover up my name and show this article to your parents.
Unfortunately, we have all received advice that we simply did not ask for. In my personal experience, people always seem so intrigued to share words of wisdom with me and give me advice that with time and maturity, I have found to be completely useless. Allow me to share with you some and give you my unwanted advice.
Here it comes. Can you feel it?… New year, new me! Or Goodbye 2020, hello new me. Let me cut it short. Are you thinking of resolutions for new years? Here is an idea: don’t.
As the title of the article clearly states and from you clicking on it, I will categorize you as one of us: a procrastinator who realized Christmas is next week. Now I am not saying this blog will get you the most thoughtful or even quality gift, but it might just save your ass. And for that, you are very welcome.