Curses in Cursive

Well HELLO!

Vacation, booze, summer loving, driving, picture taking, fishing, etc have been keeping me away from the blogging community. At this moment, I have 218 blog posts that I need to read on bloglovin (ps: I'm on bloglovin! follow me... k thnx) and I WILL read them all. However, first things first, a little blog post for all my devoted followers/stumblers.

I've been in Corner Brook for the past two weeks or so, and I have been loving every minute of it. I miss my friends from St. John's dearly, but this has been such a fun time. Although I have not caught up with everyone I'm hoping to see while I'm between moving (from St. John's to Vancouver), it's been nice to be home.

Last night I went on a dinner date with my best friend Jenn; we went to a restaurant on the main drag of Corner Brook that had an open patio/deck. We were later joined by another good friend Meag Mazoo, and we drank too much beer to keep our bellies un-bloated. Let me just say that I love talking with old friends... tonight, the most domineering topic was how much we fucking swear all the time. In our opinion, cursing just emphasizes every thought to a certain degree rather than saying a sentence without cursing. HOWEVER... this is a very close-minded opinion and we all hope to change our cursing ways. This reminds me of a quote I heard blasting through my speakers earlier today, from a little song called Otis by Jay-Z and Kanye West featuring Otis Redding... "Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive".. Well, it's one thing to relate to a quote by Kanye, but another thing to try and live up to it. Uhmm, no thanks.

This outfit that I'm displaying is from... *gulp* last week. Yes it's taken me that long to write a post. The weather here has been fucking SUPER amazing. Today however we did see some rain in the am, so this is why I can manage to sit down at a computer for more than 10 minutes and actually do something productive.

jean jacket: the gap (similar). dress: jessica simpson (similar). necklace: forever 21 (old). shoes: birkenstock. sunglasses: ray ban wayfarer. 

Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to my go-to look. It includes: A sky-high bun, my overly-loved jean jacket, some shades to cover the eyes (which may or may not be swollen from a hangover), and a dress.   I very rarely style my bun; I usually just shove it up in with one elastic and then go. However, this is a more structured look, similar to the bun found here on my friend Jenn. I also very rarely wear something this short. One of my biggest insecurities is the size of my legs. I do not have crazy cellulite, but my thighs are something one does not want to reckon with. They are huge. They will suffocate you in a duel in which you are bound to lose. But, after a few months of soul searching on this little blog of mine, I've gained so much confidence. Although my thighs will always shake, my confidence will not. (shake... my confidence will not shake... see what I did there?)

About the photographs... YES the photos are instagrammed, YES they're taken by my cell phone. However, I have some exciting news; I will be purchasing a PROFESSIONAL camera for when I move to Vancouver. I'd love to get one before leaving home; Newfoundland deserves some beautiful shots taken by a professional camera (and also by a professional photographer) but I'm thinking that I'll want to make a portfolio of my work while at Blanche Macdonald, so it seems like a smart investment. I'll also probably have a better choice of cameras out west. What camera do you use? Any suggestions?

Thanks for reading, I love you all.

<3

Share With Me on a Saturday

Ello!

This post is going to be pretty random; I intend on just sharing things I've found on the internet and a few instagram photos. A little peak into the random mind of yours truly...

Essentially, I'm just putting off packing. I HATE packing. I don't want to be at this at all. I'd rather .... go to the GYM than pack up my house right now. However, it cannot be put off any longer. Until after this post. That's it. I'm putting my foot down.

First of all, I came across the photo of Selena Gomez today.. and has anyone else noticed that Selena Gomez is now a bombshell!? She always was but she was more like .... a baby bombshell in my opinion. She kind of reminds me of an american apparel model, but still looks like she actually has a personality (I really find those models to look extremely bored and boring). I've never been jealous of the Biebs but this definitely give me a reason.

And onto another lady love of mine.... MARION COTILLARD. She's currently being featured on the cover of Glamour France's 100th issue.  I remember watching her at the Academy Awards in '07, just being shocked by her beauty when she walked on stage to accept her award for Best Actress. I was rooting for Ellen Paige since she was reppin Atlantic Canada, but Marion Cotillard took my breath away. Bonjour Marion!

Here are some Instagram photos, a little glimpse of Hipster Jules:

My mom and I at Portobello's in downtown St. John's, the day after my convocation.

A night out on the town last weekend, fun times!

Some pics from an attempted blog photo-shoot that weren't really good enough for a single post.

I'm literally stuffed to the brim while these pictures were being shot. We had just eaten at Gypsy Tea Room on Water Street.

My friend Justin and I! His convocation was also this year. If you live in NL, you can catch him during the summer and probably get some prizes; he's on the OZ FM (local radio station) summer cruiser team. This guy will also be attending Canadian Chiropractic College to become a doctor. Snap!

Here's a few LOLZ from the internet:

Def going to try and make this on minecraft someday...

Yessssssssssssssssssss

Cats can make and saturday a good day.... Should be renamed Caturday. Just sayin.

Oh Tobias ....

Onto the next random segment... It's about my cat. I'm somewhat surprised that I have never shared a picture of my cat on the blog, because he essentially takes up my Facebook. I post pictures of him all the time, and he even has his own account. Yes, I'm one of THOSE people. However, without any further adieu, presenting... the one, the only...

BIGGIE

Okay, just kidding. Here he is:

Ahhhhhhh Sa When Yaaaa Ska Da Bee Shee Ba Daaa... Henyaaa henyaaaaa (Circle of Life, the Lion King)

Giving my American Apparel clutch some company.

The hubby tucked him in last night, he looked cold.

Longest blog post in history, but I figured I'd make the randomness worth it. I'm now going to leave you with a few tunes that have been playing on my laptop non stop the past few days:

A little funk to start all of you off... Doesn't this make you want to dance around your house while singing into a hair brush? No? Just me? .....

Reminiscing past days of driving around my hometown with the windows down and the stereo turned out. Wow... That sounds like the lyrics to a Hedley or Nickelback song. Brb, gone to puke.

Chromeo? Hall? Can't go for that? Well yes, that is something I can go for.

Thanks for reading, and I congratulate you for making it this far in this lengthy post. I hope you found it as entertaining as I have. : )

<3

A Member of Society

So all I've been thinking since I've officially graduated university is how I've been feeling, and how I'm going to bottle it up to remember these emotions forever. Let's see... four years in the making, endless hours at the library, one failed course (calculus... are you kidding me?), tons of 26-ers and hangovers have come and gone, and now I finally feel like I'm a member of society. Perhaps I should have taken a few more philosophy courses over the years to determine what kind of society I feel that I am living in, but oh well. Done with that.

I didn't think that I would be so overwhelmed with this graduation, especially the ceremony. Sure my dad was coming from across the country to see it, along with my mom (from across the province), and it would be nice to have the original family (minus my sista) together again. However, not once did I think that I would feel the way I felt. It kicked in a little the night before, as I was having a panic attack over what I was going to wear to the cap & gown ceremony. I tried on clothes and outfits for about an hour and finally decided to go with a black dress from Asos and a white tuxedo blazer from Forever 21 (below).

notice my stressed-out smile? this is once i figured out what i'd be wearing. all the clothes in the background... empty wine bottle on the table... yeah, this is my bedroom.

The next morning, up early to get ready to go to the school, I had my morning coffee and cigarette, and headed over to the university. I got my gown, said goodbye to my parents and my boyfriend, and met up with my friends whom I graduated with. We were brought out into the theatre where the convocation was taking place, and I sat down, cool as a cucumber.

Speeches were made, the names were called, blah blah blah.

i had a few choice words for this man after telling me i had to do school work when all i wanted to do was sleep. but he was with me for most of my journey through academics, and i'll love him forever for the support he's shown.

To be honest, it didn't really hit me until the moment had passed: until I was off the stage. They handed me my diploma, gave me a keychain, an alumni pin, and I was sent back to my seat. Tears in my eyes and a lame smile on my face: I was a graduate from Memorial University of Newfoundland and Labrador. Nothing would compare to this. This degree that I worked for, not even my first choice as a career (I'm going to Blanche Macdonald to complete their Pro-Hair program), and I knew that nothing would compare to this feeling.

my mom, me, my dad. i am tooo fortunate to have these two as parents. the cutest, funniest, most bad-ass crew around.

After being called spoiled, fat, pretentious, a bitch, and many other names I don't care to mention, I was there to receive something that was all mine and something that no one can ever take away from me. This is MINE. MY education that I worked so hard for, and no one can steal that from me. You wanna try? Come at me. Don't mess.

pure class. 

One thing that resonated with me afterwards was when the chancellor gave a speech about opportunities. We should never let plans get in the way of opportunities that arise. If you are too preoccupied with the plans that you have made and are set on achieving certain goals by a certain time, you won't be open enough to experience all this world has to offer. At times I felt that abandoning my degree to go to hair-dressing school would be a mistake and that perhaps I should work in my field for a few years after graduating. This was the final nail in the so-called "coffin" that made me realize that this is what I want to do, I'm happy to do it, and I'll be open for anything along the way. 

One way I figured that I could remember all of my emotions would be to write (to be literal, type) them so that I could read it all at a later date. Here's a little shout-out to my family, who helped me achieve what I wanted to achieve:

Mom: Mudder, you're the best. Thank you so much for being there for me and being so supportive when I was confused on what I wanted to do. You were there to be the stern voice of reason when I wanted to give up, and would pat me on the back when I accomplished a good grade. I appreciate everything you have ever done for me and all that you have sacrificed to get me where I am today, and this is something that I will never forget and will hold dear to my heart for the rest of my life.

Dad: It has been a long journey but I am so privileged and blessed to have the type of relationship I have with you today. Ups and downs but look at us now. You've made me a tough cookie throughout the years and have also taught me compassion. Your encouragement from a distance never went astray and the advice you've gave me to make decisions have meant so much. You're an inspiration and I'm so glad to have you just the way you are.

Leyna: My beautiful sister who is living proof that there is such thing as a brains & beauty combination. I thank you for your advice on my profs, your old notes, and for being there when I wanted to complain about anything. You're such a fun person and I'm blessed to have someone as special as you as my sister. Nobody rocks it like us.

Adrian: This seems a little awkward to be writing this while you're sitting next to me on the couch, but I figured I'd address you on this post as well ; ). Thank you for dealing with my mood swings. I didn't lie when I told you I would be high-maintenance, but you've handled all situations with grace (except for death by creeper in minecraft, that shit cray). Enough of this mushiness, I just wanted to acknowledge you for the man you are and the woobee you are to me.

Step-Dave: One to always tell me to go to the library, even on a Friday night. You're the best step-dad ever and I appreciate all of our conversations about school, plans for the future, etc. Thank you for inspiring me to be a better person in school and in general, and to always believe that I can achieve anything with hard work. 

This doesn't sum up everyone who has had my back from the start, and some of my friends I consider family members (Jenn, who is featured here, is quite literally my sister, we love and fight like the best sisters do). But if I were to do a thank-you post for everyone who has ever helped me out, I would be here for DAYS. 

Thanks for reading everyone, I appreciate the views to my open-diary. If you recently graduated or are about to, document it. Write your feelings down. Nothing feels this good. You've made an accomplishment that deserves one hell of an applause. So, I applaud you. And give myself a pat on the back. Not bad, eh?

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