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When I was 19! 😂
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#flashbackfriday
When I was 19! 😂
Its been 4 years since we believed that the Earth was gonna die from the Mayan Apocalypse. I want ya’ll to look back and remember what was your life like before the exact day happened and we all survived.
Me: alright mates, we are going out to the club to get wasted!
Friend 1: what's the celebration?
Me: not a celebration, a funeral! *points index finger at the ceiling*
Friend 2: who the fuck are we burying??
Me: long live Desmond Miles!
Friend 2: omfg, got fuck yourself, fucking nerd.
Friend 1: get a life, Desmond sucks.
Me: after my grief for Desmond is gone, I'll make sure you all die like Charles Lee.
Fun Fact: The world was supposed to end on my fifteenth birthday.
I remember on 12.21.12 I was sitting at my window waiting for the apocalypse and the moon disappeared at like 2 AM and I thought that was to early for the moon to be setting and I freaked the fuck out
hey guys can you believe it's been a year since the world ended
Is it just me, or does anyone else get a little emotional during the part of "12.21.12" when Eric Daino says, "A big huge fuckin' asteroid could smash us all to bits/And I'd be cool with that/It was worth every minute//'Cause I got ska, ska, ska, ska, ska"?
It might just be me. But for some reason, that strikes a major chord with me. It tightens my chest, and I feel like it's almost true for me, too.
The First Transitions Entry - Dec 21 2012
Hello and Welcome to this entry in Transitions!
I have decided to expand myself. I personally am going through a lot of pretty drastic, as well as non-drastic but rather frustrating, changes in my life. I find myself reading and writing, but with nothing to show for it. So a thought occurred that since I am going through changes, I like to read stories and advice about change. So why not start a blog or a site about it?
Now admittedly this has been done many, many times before by other people, probably many smart, witty and more likeable people than me. But, change is going to happen with or without me, and you, or anyone really. So why not affect change, most of all affect change in yourself; myself. So here I am.
You are probably wondering who this “I” is in this entry. I mean why wouldn’t you? Most people want to know who they are reading about or talking to. (Once again I use the word “most” as the fact is not everyone wants to know such things)
My name is Abby. I am an American citizen in her early twenties. I love Books, Writing, Movies, Games, and Crafts. I have just recently moved in with my boyfriend of four years and am having trouble with getting adjusted to not having parents as a safety net for money issues, moral and mental issues. I went to a tech school and got my diploma in Office Technology, and work in a front office.
There I am in a nutshell. Dear Lord, when one puts it that way, I sound very boring. I try not to be boring though.
Now back to the statement in the beginning about this blog and its purpose… You see, I need to do something to better myself because at the moment I am regretting not getting more into my writing passion. It is something that I feel should not be wasted. (Plus I just want to try something different) And since I didn’t pursue a collage career in Literature as I probably should have, I am going to try this for some practice. Why have I chosen Transitions though? Simple, when one writes, one must write about what one knows. What I know is that I am going through interesting transitions right now, and if I am interested in reading about them, then it’s not too far-fetched to assume that others are interested as well.
The biggest transition that I am going through at the moment is learning to be out on my own. Learning to be out of my parents house and in a house with just me and my boyfriend. I never realized how hard this would be…
When I began to move in, there were a couple of things that hit me right away,
1. HOLY S*** DO I HAVE A LOT OF CRAP!
2. I have a lot of work to do.
Not only did the house need cleaned after the movers before me (I can’t afford movers. I had to move myself in), but it was going to be a huge project putting all of my things together with my Boyfriends and making it feel like a home. And let’s just say, that was an understated thought. It might, keyword being might, have been the most understated thought of the 2012 year. (Just saying)
When anyone is going through such a daunting project like that is to quite literally go and make one room at a time. Let your mind just get an idea for what you want. Then weigh out the furniture and things you have to work with what is there and make the best of it. (And no, not unless you have some sort of weak flooring issue, you do not actually weigh the furniture…)
So far I have made some pretty good progress. There are only a couple things that need done, but they will have to wait until spring. Winter is not a good time to paint or work on home improvements.
The goal is to get the house in good enough shape to sell at a decent price so, and while we do that, we look for places that are closer to work, family, and will allow pets. (I miss my puppy!!!) So far I figure that a neutral color is the way to go, cleaning up the basement and attic and getting rid of all the duct-tape that line all the nooks and cranny’s to try and keep it warmer inside the house. Very daunting project let me tell ya. (it scares me a little)
I am still trying to get used to not being in the house I have lived in with my parents for so long. I am not really complaining about living on my own, but there are some things I miss. I miss my parent’s presence, the smell of the house, my bed frame…. (I had to get another one that would fit in the hallway of the house I was moving into. The one I had wasn’t really “moveable”). But all in all, it is a great experience.
For anyone who is going through a really big step or change or just a project that is beyond exhausting. The way I am dealing with it, is to take it a day at a time. If you rush about it, many things are going to break, and not turn out how we really wanted it to turn out. Another thing you can do is talk about it with someone, or write about it! In this case. BLOG ABOUT IT!
Well until the next entry!
~Abby~