if only I hada time machine to go backand unfool myself it wouldonlycollect dust Elle Vampa Okay, so, yes. It’s been a while. What can I say? I’ve thought about my blog every week (really did!) but I’ve simply been too preoccupied making a fool of myself to write about, well, making a fool of … More Bi-Weekly Loss | Way Under Well
Ideas? Check. Plans? Check. Execution? Pleaso do! Ugh. I’m over this. What is WRONG with me? Is it the hormones again? Ugh. It’s probably the hormones again. I bet the world will stop spinning if that B6 supplement actually works… Ugh. Why can’t I stop saying “ugh”? Ugh. It’s Monday evening and I’ve just royally … More Old Tricks In A New Week
Startled, I stop joining the duct tape and the cardboard box into holy matrimony (“thou shall now forever stick together”) and squint at my boss. A dark shadow figure in an open sunny doorway. “Are you done already with the meeting?” I ask, confused. That was quick! He replies, seemingly as startled as yours truly: … More Bi-Weekly Loss | Failure Included
10 Things I Don’t Dare To Tell My Parents 1. I am planning to leave youI am sure it’s a silent given in my family: me never leaving home. But… I’ve started looking at places to rent. I know you won’t want me to move (please also see #6).Will not mention until I’ve actually found … More 10 Things I Don’t Dare To Tell My Parents
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After reluctantly admitting that maybe, just mayyyyybe, my feet are starting to freeze off in my new, classy-fake-studs-included-cute-little-sandals, my coworker agrees to turn off the air conditioning. Two side-notes: I, of course, have waited for my boss’ lunch break to “casually” throw in my request. It is the only moment in a work day in … More Unhappy Feet
yearning for freedomsunlight never within reachuntil I let go Elle Vampa Anger It’s burning away inside, like a fiery fuel. Instead of making me feel energized, it’s leaving my soul in ashes, having to make do with running on fumes. How I get by is beyond me. I must be stronger than I give myself … More Bi-Weekly Loss | The Unholy Trinity
Out of nowhere, I flail my trustworthy sword at the unwilling, impenetrable wall and… Break it. This time I actually break it. A little out of breath, but more so surprised at my own actions and strength, I watch the dark blue bricks falter under the impact of the hit. It starts with a crack … More Flailing In Love
I’m on my way to a specialist pet store (mine are the most spoiled degus ever), and my mom is sitting next to me in my car. I’m changing lanes while trying to keep the otherwise scarce sunlight from blinding me. It’s the day before European Election Day and my mom and I are discussing … More Bi-Weekly Loss | The Voice Of Europe
tickthe pendulum swingstowardspersonal prosperityandmy heart beatsnothing butsmiles tockno time for lingeringrushingpauses are forgottenasthe swing backhits equallyharsh continuous motionnothing to graspstability just out of touch howeverI can only do so much Elle Vampa I haven’t blogged for a few weeks, which is partly due to being busy (sorry), partly due to the flu (WHY!?), and partly … More Once Upon A Loser In Sweden
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