Casual Friday

My Friday posts, it seems, have become very casual. I mean, all of my posts are very casual. I've adopted and finally decided to embrace this conversational style permanently for all of my posts, as I talked about a couple of weeks ago. It makes the most sense, considering this is the style in which I prefer writing because it (1) flows naturally and (2) showcases my personality and all of its flaws. Something about it makes me feel more vulnerable and honest, most likely too honest and open about some things, namely my obsession with certain boyband members that I will not name by name but you know who they are and they know who they are.

I could talk about my inability to keep up with the "influencer" lifestyle, my gripe with there not being enough hours in the day, or even about my favorite poses for the awkward girl who still feels the slightest pang of embarrassment while she shoots on the crowded streets of New York. But we'll save those topics for another time. We already talked about doing things alone this week and about my fangirl years that made me feel a lot of shame for a while for reasons I discovered were most likely super sexist but hey, when isn't hated towards something a majority of teenage girls like super sexist?

Monthly reflections used to be a thing on this blog that I dropped when I stopped posting daily, but I liked the idea of them. Perhaps seasonal round-ups would be better for my new schedule because let's be real, not enough happens in a month for me to make note of. That's just the truth. I'm not nearly as interesting as someone who rambles on her blog and expects people to read through it should be. But ya know, things do happen to me and contrary to popular belief that is most like caused by me saying I don't have emotions on a daily basis, I do have feelings and express them from time to time when I'm feeling up for it.

So, ya know, maybe a summer reflection will be coming, though right now in my state of hunger and lack of caffeine (for reference, it's 6:33 in the morning and I've been up since 5) the only thing I can think about for the summer is the fact that it was hot as hell, I learned that I can sweat out of so many more places than I ever imagined, and that my body is hard-wired for autumn and not summer. I actually started writing this paragraph for a different reason but after I checked the clock to add in the accurate time I lost my original train of thought. Typical.

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