Going back to University

I'm so old.

Next monday I have to go back to class, yay! You have no idea of how much excited I am. Can you tell I'm being dramastically sarcastic?

I enjoy doing nothing, watching movies, spending a lot of time with my brother, sleeping and that's over, well not exactly right now but in less than a week. You see, is not like I don't like my university or that I don't want to study, I just need a few more days off.

I'm sure a lot of you don't really understand what I'm talking about, the university thing, but having to go away and see your family for almost no time is not as fun as it sounds. You get nostalgic, eat awful food, your laundry is massive, just imagine all of the things your mom, dad or maid does for you as if they were just an old memorie. Yes, university brings awesome experiences and great people but when you get to come back home it feels at least a little bit better.

Deep thinking

Life keeps bothering me and gets in the way of my creative mind and my white piece of paper. Is it weird that lately my mind sounds a lot like Carrie Bradshaw? And it got me thinking... stop it stop it!

Ok let's get serious, I've been doing nothing, as nothing at all. Yeah I know so much for a creative mind. But moving on, I'm back and my mind is practically exploding. This season is always challenging for me, not only because of all the time I have to spend with the family but for the lack of time I actually get to myself.

So here it is, let's begin. December was a month for revelations, yes more than one. My mind was going insane and it got me thinking.. Stop it Brandshaw! ... why do I feel like that? so I had to revaluate my entire life, every aspect of it and well, the answer is pretty dramatic.

For the past four months it's been obvious that my relationships are kinda messed up, fine totally messed up. It's part of growing up and making your own decisions, mine involve decide just for me and not for what other people want. 

The solution I came with to figure everything out was quite simple, take then as if they were the obly thing in my life, one by one. So I had my family, friends and boyfriend.

The boyfriend.

He's the worst thing on my life, I don't want him, I don't love him, I don't even like him. Everything he does bothers me,I hate his messages and his constant actions. He doesn't give me my own time, you know that time every girl needs to be with herself, I mean he won't even let me do my makeup in peace, he's annoying and I'm gonna break up with him as soon as possible.

The friends.
My friends are really not that bad, they can be quite selfish sometimes but who isn't? so I decided to give my best to them and try to get along with every aspect of their lifes.

The family.
All families have issues, well mine has not only issues, mine has wars and peace agreements. We suck but at the end of the day, I only have one brother and to be honest he's quite amazing.

Things that annoy me.

 I'm a bit hard to be around because I complain a lot about everything but there are some things that just make me go crazy, like crazy level I'm gonna stop talking to people and today I decided to share some of those things with you and the entire world.

Number One: slow walkers.

You know that moment when you're walking kinda hurry because you have to be somewhere in 2 minutes and out of nowhere some lady appears in front of you and she walks slower that a turtle. It doesn't ends there, you try to pass that person and it seems like the person in front of you is way to big for the street, even if she is like the skinnies person ever,  and there is no space for you to pass. 
That annoys me, like literally I wanna punch the person and run, seriously if you wanna walk at the speed of a sloth just go to a park or walk around your room.



Number Two: The Postman.

I know, I'm on my way to revealing I hate everybody. So, the postman. I don't know about 
all the nice men that do this work but mine is rubbish, he is a shitty person. 
He never puts my letters 
on the mailbox, he throws them into my yard, where he can see my dogs
 are and of curse my little
puppies always 
destroy them. 
So I never get my mail, and the worst part is that he actually do
 this on purpose, is not even by accident. 


Number Three: Crocs

I think this is really normal, isnt't it? Forgive me for not being original! 
But why do people do it?
why do they wear socks and crocs at the same time? 
If they're cold why don't they wear boots or snickers 
or anything else!? I don't even know why would anybody create 
such thing.


Number Four: My iPhone battery

It keeps dying, all the time, during the most important moments, why? 
why does it do it? If I have to call my dad *phone dead* Important call to mom *phone dead* Booking my flight to England
*Phone dead* WHY?
It's the worst.


Number Five: People that doesn't know how to wear leggings.

So, this is more like a girl to girl advice,  read carefully, Leggings are NOT pants, leggings are not pants.
It's not attractive to see a girl with thin leggings and white underwear, please don't do that. Your
outfit top, should cover your butt,  the only excuse you can have not to follow this rule is having a
very sexy gym butt. Please this is for our own good.

The perfect man.

Just a story inside the fairy tale

Is not like I've forgotten, life just gets in the way.


I had a break up that not only ended my relationship with someone, it also broke my heart, damage a part of me. It was not my boyfriend, it was not my best friend, just a simple guy that became too much in a small amount of time. The truth is I was expecting it from a long time ago, but when it actually happened I did not know what to do, how to act or even if I could still see him walking around the same city.

It all started the day we met, I won't lie and say we instantly conect, but we did saw something in each other. He and I, both of us, felt like we could be just us and that's what we did. I can honestly say that in less that a month we were friends, we would spend all of our free time together and that felt pretty cool. Dinners, meals, breakfast, movies, ice cream, we did everything.

I won't say his name and I won't blame it on him, that would be just selfish and I don't want that.The official story is that we just started to get tired of each other, but the truth is we were getting way to close, and he decided it was better to walk away. Maybe he did the best thing, he saved us the effort and the "we're just friends" talk, which broke me a little but it also made me feel relief.

This happened more than once, I would consider that as a really stupid  way of having a relationship, but when it comes to him, it was never enough. He made me think I was wrong, I was acting like a child, imagining things and pretending to be more worried about the entire situation.

To make this story shorter, I'll just say a couple of things... We kiss, we huged, we ate, we talked, we even cooked together more than once but still we just weren't meant to be. Not a couple, not friends, just two weird people pretending to be fine.

The day we stopped talking, we said things, we didn't care about the other, we were stupid. He became a dream, and I didn't wanted to wake up. Sadly we never really had the time to fix what was fixable and things stayed broken. I remember watching him passing right next to me and feel the need to talk to him but my pride was stronger and I didn't say a word, that was probably one of the hardest things I've ever done.

Finally the day arrived, the last day ... I wanted to be there, but he wasn't worth it, I decided not to see him and I don't know if I'm ok with my decision. He was important in a way that not a lot of people is, and now we can't even stand each other.

He was after all, one of my hardest goodbyes.