More than one year since I've last updated this blog, here you find me again. The sad thing is, I've thought about writing for so long, yet I haven't found myself time to do so, or even post the drafts I've written in the past (7 of them never seen the light of day). Truth is, I love writing. It's one of my passions. But as everything, we need to have inspiration to do so. There are so many things I want to talk about, I write the post in my head and then nothing ends up here because, who knows.
I'm a person of habits, but to integrate a new task to your already full routine is hard. Recently, after almost two years, I've started exercising. The panoramic and being jobless really took a toll on my physical health. Surely by now, if you've followed this blog for a while or know me (because the only ones that read this blog are really just my friends that read it because they're nice, let's be honest)
I've moved in with my boyfriend (theme of my most successful (read: read) posts), we bought a house in the middle of nowhere (no, okay, the place is nice and the people are nice, it's a small village in the middle of Portugal), we got ourselves a dog that only gave us mostly headaches (he's well behaved now. Well... Somewhat, because his personality is problematic by nature), I've been on a 2 year rampage of headaches (literal, not metaphorical ones), got brain scanned, diagnosed and nothing came of it, it's just really my bruxism (yes, this is a word) that's that bad. I'm not sure why this happens, since I *think* I'm a relatively calm person, except when I get angry *ahem*, which happens often *ahem*
But the doctor just gave me some pills to relax the muscles at night, so I guess I've been almost good for the time being. Except when I don't forget to take them. Then I have migraines, which is the exact word.
Anyway, I've reached the end of this course I took to get a degree (the equivalency to High School + a professional certificate), I've started the internship in the past August. At least I'm not doing accountancy. No, it isn't TikTok accountancy work. I have a TikTok now, btw.
No, I generally don't go there. My sister does and she spams me with funnytoks and I'm ever thankful she does so.
This is actually a catchy song.
In between all the works, most of my work being on the computer, the routine of taking the dog out, making food, completing tasks (which I already have to write a lot for), my eyes can't handle this much screen and for that, I am sorry I've failed you with the consistency and simply vanish.
For as many years as I've had this space, I've considered doing a youtube version of this. But my best friend didn't allow me at the time because "it was going to be cringey". There does about 3 years down the drain, when I could have grown and made something out of this. I do it for fun, but why not monetize it? 😿 too late to cry over spilled mylk anyway.
I have so much to tell you that one post doesn't cover it up.
Maybe if I write again my bruxism will go away. Let's try it out, shall we?
What would you like to see covered here? Tell me, should I carry on with the video support for this space or not really?
I'm changing the header because even tho I can still go by the name of Tatsume, I'm officially rebranding this space as "It's Not Me, It's You", perfectly illustrating the Glitch I am.
On an ending note, Evanescence just released a brand new album and I'm living.
Here's what I'm listening to as I write this post and it feels kinda fitting. "You were the love of my life, the darkness, the light. This is a portrait of a tortured you and I. Is this the, is this the, is this the end? I'll wrap my hands around your neck so tight with love, love, love." Life is one ironic piece of shit. One day you lament yourself or talk about something like breaking teeth, the next day you actually break it. One day you post a quote; With a gif saying something like 'no motivation' [for that inspirational quote] and the gif vanishes, leaving you just with the said inspirational quote, making others perceive you're extra motivated. Only no. Missing the first 5 seasons of SPN, tho. The irony I bring you today is; when you're a kid with divorced parents and have absolutely no troubles with them finding someone else to love, you end up with a [kid] family member that controls you to that extent. So today&#
It's been over a month since I last posted that rage-full post. Truth is, in case you still had doubts, I am a terrible blogger. Or am I still considered a blogger? Nah. Even when I was a kid, the thing people offered me the most were diaries, which later converted to the trash bin religion, or ended up being scribbled by my younger sister. This past month I started working (full-time) on that alcohol factory that I mentioned on the previous post. Truth to be told, I was very eager because everybody spoke wonders of it and honestly, the boss is one of the best chiefs I've ever came across. But I didn't adapt too well at that job; It's mindless, mechanical 9 to 6 work. I hated ever single day. Now you might say: you're being picky. Yes, I am. I've came to the conclusion that for one, two months, or even for a year, it's not worth doing something you hate, either it be working for a day at a hotel, or a month at a factory, there's plenty of other wo
Well hello my moon children 🌙 I am writing to you from the great beyond. It's been almost a year since I last updated this blog, but honestly in the mean time, so many things happened I don't even know where to start. I'm not even sure if this blog has readers or not. Well, I know that at least a stalker reader I do have. *wink wink* I know you're reading this. So, that brings me to today's topic: Jealous ex-girlfriends. Or jealous girlfriends in general. I remember a time when I used to feel a little jealous that my girl friends had boyfriends and some girl was dating the boy I wanted, them being pre-school sweethearts and that being AGES ago. Reminiscing and self-evaluating myself, can recognize now that I can no longer feel jealousy, since I don't want what others have. But that's just me. A person that is content with life has offered her. Jealousy is a very serious subject and I believe I've spoken to it in the past on another blog p
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