Day 1 – 30 Day Yoga Challenge

Hi Guys,

I just finished Day 1 of my 30 Day Yoga Challenge. I’m pretty busy throughout the day like I’m pretty sure most people are. I want to do about 20 minutes of yoga a day because yoga has so many benefits. 

I think practicing yoga will help bring some calmness to my life.

Anyway my Day 1 consisted of: 

Yoga for Inspiration

Before Bed Time Yoga

Yoga for Getting Out Of Your Own Way

I do feel happier already and I did work up a bit of a sweat. 

P.S. ~ This weekend I’ll make a post about Yoga. x

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When will my Prince come?

Never.

Happily ever after is a wonderful and beautiful thing that I love to read about, but I won’t kid myself and actually believe in it.

I’m not saying that I don’t want and hope that I have a Prince Charming out there but I’m not holding my breath because I can only hold my breath for 40 seconds tops. Most females don’t know what they truly want in their significant other and if they do he’s not everything on that list, I promise.

I really hope that one day I will meet my Prince Charming or someone that is good for me, but I don’t have a list. I have standards. I also won’t spend all my time searching for him because I’m impatient and don’t look for things properly. Also I just don’t believe in happily ever after. I could meet Prince Charming, like a charming ax murderer or something equally stupid and that never goes anywhere.

I just really wish that people wouldn’t spend all their time thinking about happily ever after because none of us have forever. 

I don’t doodle.

I don’t doodle….I scribble.

I look down at my notebook in class and there’s just so much I’d love to doodle but I can’t get anything out. Anything but the grey, scribbled overlapping lines on my notebook paper. I can’t seem to function proper thoughts.

My brain seems to be jammed. On overload or overdrize…one of those or maybe both I’m not sure. At this point I’m not sure of most things. 

I feel as if I can’t be sure of anything. Everything I wish I could have seems to be so close but there are always things in my way. I recently applied to a boarding school and was actually accepted.

Being accepted put me one step closer to my goals and away from my mom, and my classmates.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my mom but I feel as if any wrong move and I’ll be in trouble and have to endure a lecture that may never end. I can’t and won’t ask for much because my mom is already struggling to pay my private school fees and lots of other bills. But if I do ask for anything she tells me once again how we are struggling and how frustrated she is.The thing is, I’m already frustrated so her extra frustration isn’t doing me any good; if anything her added frustration is making me even more frustrated and on edge. 

My classmates were alright at first, but being 1 of 2 girls in a classroom of 9 kids in total isn’t that peachy. I am verbally bullied in class. I don’t really understand what it is about the boys in my class but they just don’t seem to be able to handle my personality. I’m honest, I’m weird, I’m sarcastic, and an avid user of dry humor. They just can’t handle ALL of this. I don’t even mean any harm. These boys frustrate me, they insult me by calling me fat, saying I’ve been hit by the ugly stick, I have a mustache, tell me that my gap tooth is ugly and my “big a$$” beauty mark should be removed. 

None of these things bother me. I know I don’t have a mustache. I know I’m not fat but I’m thicker than some girls. I know I’m not ugly, and I know that my gap tooth and my beauty mark are things that make me who I am. What frustrates me is that they won’t give up, it’s irritating when people think they’re hurting you and they’re not and no matter how much you try to explain that to them they laugh at you. 

Boys are stupid. I want to get away from these boys. Without money I shall never get away from these boys. I’m stuck. Therefore my “stuckness” has caused my lack of doodling. I can’t doodle with a stuck brain. Such things are impossible to do and I won’t attempt to do the impossible on this day.

I do apologize for what is probably a bunch of giberish that doesn’t make sense to most of you. I just needed to get that out.

I am a BB Virgin

You might be wondering what in the world am I talking about. Everyday we all learn so much just by seeing and hearing about things. I follow some beauty blogs and went on some makeup websites and kept coming across a certain product.

BB Cream. 

I can’t be the only BB Virgin out there but I want to make sure I deflower some of them.

So the BB in BB Cream stands for Blemish Balm or Blemish Base. BB Cream is a skincare/makeup hybrid. It’s a moisturizer, primer, sunscreen, skin treatment, concealer, and foundation. 

BB Cream coming to stores in the US in 2011 and since then almost every makeup company has their on line of BB Cream. BB Cream prices range from $10, drugstore brands, and can go up to $100+, high-end department store lines. 

BB Cream comes with many benefits apart from the fact that it does the job of many other skincare/makeup products in one. It has anti-aging components such as Vitamins A, E, and C; moisturizers such as hyaluronic acid and glycerin; and other ingredients such as licorice and arbutin that help even out skin tone.

Please note that BB Cream isn’t a miracle worker but it definitely will help your skin and save time. I also believe BB Cream can save you money, because you most likely wont have to buy moisturizer, primer, sunscreen, skin treatment, concealer, and foundation. 

Tomorrow I will go out and get me some BB Cream. I’ll do another post about it.

Mid-Day Musings

It is a peaceful Sunday in the Caribbean. The sun is out, the temperature at 82 degrees F. The birds are chirping and I’m sure somewhere there’s a baby laughing. Right now. Inside  my head isn’t calm. My face probably looks like I’ve been meditating all day, the picture perfect example of calm serenity.

I have so much on my mind. I have to read 5 chapters in Things Fall Apart by tomorrow and fill out a worksheet. Figure out where I’m going to get the materials for the speaker I’m making before IT class tomorrow. I’ve got food on the brain and am trying not to binge eat. I need to figure out how to get more votes on http://www.exploremodeling.com/Casting/elfCosmetics2013/78881/Samora_L.aspx

With so much else on my mind that I can’t put them all  into complete sentences. I feel as if everything in my mind has blown out of the neat filing cabinets they should be in. Sometimes I think I might have something a littler milder than ADHD. I procrastinate but not on purpose. There are times my mom will take away my facebook so I can go to sleep earlier because she thinks that’s what’s keeping me from doing my homework earlier.

Guess what?

It’s not. I’m lucky if I get to bed before 10PM. I find things to do instead of working because I just can’t help myself. Since I can’t seem to stick to my school work and finish it all at once, I have a Tumblr, Twitter, Pintrest and other miscellaneous things I can’t remember the names of.

I’m going to stop typing because this post isn’t going anywhere. If I continued to write, you would continue to read more about my procrastinating adventures.

Hurtful

They’re just names,

Simple words,

But they’re sharp,

Razor sharp.

You say them to me,

Behind my back,

In loud whispers,

And you laugh.

It hurts,

Those words,

They hurt.

I hold it in,

And walk away,

I know I shouldn’t,

But I can’t help myself.

I walk inside,

And lock the door,

I’m not alone in here,

But I don’t care anymore.

I cry,

Until the tears,

Don’t come anymore.

I unlock the door,

Splash my face,

And walk out with a smile.

All those feelings,

Hidden away,

To seep through another day.

By Samora Lewis.