My pineapple dress is from H&M and my grey sweater is from Jacob. My necklace is from UBC and my bracelet is from Dollarama. My ring is from Boca Raton Designs at Greek Day and my #SELFIE iPhone case is from Aldo. I got these earrings at Claire’s. They have cats on them. Because why not? I’m not a cat lady. I’ve never even owned a pet. But if I were to ever own one in the future, it would most likely be a cat. I haven’t washed my hair since I got it cut on Saturday. And I don’t plan on doing so anytime soon. I’m still trying to figure out the longest amount of time I can possibly go without washing it. I also painted my nails. Badly. They’ll most likely be chipped by tomorrow. But my hair looks good, so nothing else matters, right?
On my second day of work, I wore a new grey dress I bought at Old Navy with my super cash I had from all the money I spent there before Christmas. My metallic scarf is from a kiosk at Metrotown. My zippered black sweater is from Ross. I got the heart necklace at a Christmas Craft fair at Steveston Community Centre in Richmond. I bought a second ring from the vendor at the UBC student union building because one ring is never enough, despite what Lord of the Rings may have you believe.
I started a new job a couple weeks ago. And I took a selfie that morning because I wanted to show off the new blazer that I bought. Vero Moda from Winners. I feel like the colour is perfect for spring and I love that it has zippered pockets. The blue dress I wore with it is from Costa Blanca, and the scarf is from Orb. I bought the green and gold necklace and the ring from a vendor in the student union building at UBC because I thought I should treat myself to some bling. I decided to continue taking selfies everyday, mostly for Instagram, but also Facebook and Twitter. Since I’ve decided to try blogging again, why not also share them on WordPress?
Today, being April Fool’s Day, life decided to play a cruel joke on me. So yesterday when I got home from work, I made chicken, not because I wanted it for dinner, but because I wanted it for my lunch for today. Before I went to bed, I packed my lunch, a large container of rice, chicken, vegetables, and avocado. I was looking forward to it. Needless to say, I did not get to have it for lunch today. Did I forget it at home? No, that would be too easy. Where is my lunch now? Sitting on a bus somewhere. I left it on the damn bus.
What’s particularly annoying is that I realized I’d forgotten it as soon as I got off, but by then it was too late. I watched the bus drive away, debating whether or not I should run after it. I work at a university, UBC to be specific. There’s a lot of construction, currently, and always, which makes it difficult to get around. At times, it can be like a massive obstacle course just getting from building to building. This being the case, I got off the bus at the stop before the bus loop, to save myself the time and effort of maneuvering around the construction in that area. Upon realizing what I left behind, I made my way to the bus loop, figuring that maybe, just maybe, I could flag down the bus before it left. Unfortunately for me, it took longer than I’d hoped, by the time I crossed the street twice and made my way over.
Once there, I had no idea which bus was the bus I had been on, or if it was even still there. I saw a #43 bus, but it wasn’t the same #43 bus that I had been on. The loop is massive and buses are randomly parked and pulling up every which way. Some also change their number to NIS when they are parked, since they are not in service at the time. I tried to remember what the driver looked like, and I think I may have found the right bus. Sadly, I found it as it was driving away, out of the bus loop, and out of my life. Forever.
I called Translink but they have no direct contact with the drivers. I must have sounded so sad and pathetic reporting a lost lunch bag. But this wasn’t just any old lunch bag. In fact you would even know it was a lunch bag just by looking at it. It was one of those insulated ones that looks like a purse. When I would carry it around, it simply looked like it was a small purse. Not to mention the fork and the Tupperware container inside it. And the food. My food, damnit! I spent all day thinking about the great meal I could have had but didn’t. It doesn’t matter much in the grand scheme of things. But imagine if I had lost a twenty dollar bill on the bus instead. When you add up the cost of the bag and the food and everything, it’s basically the same thing. I also take care to prepare my lunch every day because I have some dietary restrictions which can make it difficult to find something suitable when eating out. I ended up having to buy a sad looking bagel sandwich, which was very unsatisfying.
So yeah. First world problem at its finest. But why, you ask, should I take this as a sign that I shouldn’t start blogging again? Well, when I was getting off the bus, I was in the midst of publishing my previous blog post this morning. And that distraction is what caused me to be so neglectful as to forget my damn lunch purse on the ground beside my seat. For some reason, the WordPress app kept on logging me out of my account, as I tried desperately to save and publish my post. I managed to do so, but at what cost?
I suppose it could have also happened in order to give my something random and unnewsworthy to blog about right now. But it’s not as if I’m going to run out of material anytime soon.
Blogger friends, do you know if it’s possible to create a new blog but transfer posts from my old blog to the new one? Or to change my blogging name & website? Or any advice you would give me if I’m thinking of starting over? Thanks!
It’s been a while. I think I maybe wrote two blog posts last year. If you can call them blog posts when they’re that short. I would like to start over. Most people try starting over in various aspects of their lives on January 1st, the start of a new year. But I’m not most people. I wasn’t ready in February either, nor March. But what better time to start over than on April Fool’s Day? Since I often feel as though my life is one big joke, I thought it seemed fitting. And if you know me at all, you know that I’m a very honest person, so my wanting to blog again is no joke. There are many aspects of my life in which I would like to start over and figure things out.
I really feel like I need a new title. Random and unnewsworthy was sort of an inside joke type thing that I just randomly came up with after talking to a friend. It’s like that Grade 8 email address you made when you got your first hotmail account and you’re kind of ashamed of it now because what the hell were you thinking with a name that dumb? And you’ve since, I would hope, created a far more professional email address which now includes your name. I remember I originally just wanted to use my name for my blog title. Because why not? And my friend convinced me not to. But is that bad an idea?
So again, any advice you could give me would be so appreciated! I miss this and since I finally updated my iPhone to iOS 8, I may be able to blog with more ease. But I don’t want to just sporadically leave random posts on this blog. This blog is old news. Or old unnews, I guess. I need to figure out something new.
I’ve yet to meet a man
Who can hold my attention span
For longer than the TV can
Tragic, I know.