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

Figured I wouldn't remove the credit, even if it's ugly AF. Hello dearest moon children. Yesterday there was a raging thunderstorm that started out of the blue and all I can smell is Petrichor now. I'm currently in dying need of go sit outside just to enjoy while it lasts. I'm so in love with it. Kinda reminds me of the old days when my parents were still living in Portugal and I got to school, the sky was dark it had been raining forever. It provides such a pleasant, zenful state of mind. Now and luckily far from that era, life seems a little bit more complicated. Or perhaps it isn't and we tend to complicate everything; words can be misplaced, humans don't generally know how to interpret others. They assume what they think it's right on their head. It's important to clarify subjects, always. How funny is this, personally I don't believe in horoscopes, but I read them because sometimes it offers insightful advice, such as the one for

How is you, my lovelies? It's the Spring Equinox today and this is pretty much me: I have a post planned but decided to do a little marketing on social platforms first, since it'll need massive impact, so that people can actually participate in it. Motivated by the will to sound a little less uncultured, I've dived onto youtube and because of friend's suggestions (let me make a parenthesis here - friend who said "I don't listen to much. What do you like?" so I proudly showed him AFI, to which he replied with his actual repertoire of music. This is an accurate gif of how I feel near him: ) Now the platform is showing me new stuff and what's more interesting is, I'm actually listening. Never really been a fan of listening to *new* music, as I've been too much stuck on the old things I listened. Bands constantly followed me on twitter (it's my main network) asking me to check them out. I never really did, unfortunately. But I guess

Hello dear petals! How have you been? Good news of today: anyone can comment on the blog already, you don't have to be connected with google plus anymore! It took me a while to figure out what I was doing wrong but hey, we're always learning! Do you guys know what I do when I'm upset? I grab myself a real nice cup of home-made cappuccino and drink it with cookies. Like this. And the glitters too. My favorite one is this: I see this as a revenge on myself because it's highly caloric. It's not that I am a calorie or gym, I'm actually a lazy couch potato who secretly has a pile of clothes to iron. *angel emoji*. But since I've learnt what actual fatness feels like, I've been extra careful. That's also one of the reasons why I haven't quit my job yet. Speaking of job and the theme of the post today is: people who can't fucking understand what a 'no' means. I've dealt with this in the past, but not so much to a