If we were having coffee, I would tell you good morning and thanks for joining me for another lovely weekend chat but I’m afraid we’ll have to take this on the road. Continue reading “#WeekendCoffeeShare: On the Road”
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Road Trip!
Sunday Gratitude
To be honest, when I sat down to write this week’s gratitude post, I couldn’t think of one thing to be grateful for this week. Nothing really happened this week. Well, my aunt finally sold her apartment and she’s been out of my hair most of the week. I guess I am grateful for that. I got to spend the time to catch up on my new followers and all the new episodes of TV shows I haven’t had a chance to watch yet. Hey, I guess I do have several things to be grateful for this week after all.
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Sunday Gratitude
Sunday Gratitude
Being Pampered…
I have a confession: I am a baby when it comes to illnesses and pain. Continue reading “Being Pampered…”
Safe Haven
As few of you know, I’ve been seeing a therapist since the beginning of this month and I think it’s time I update my current mental situation. Continue reading “Safe Haven”
Reflection Over Coffee #11
I want to thank those who have been following this series as well as welcome to new readers. I hope you enjoy this series. Note: the one with the dark hair and clothes is me. Continue reading “Reflection Over Coffee #11”
Reflection Over Coffee #10
This series has officially taken a turn. Due to the responses from last week, I have updated the series’ title and banner. Also, instead of me yapping my mouth off, I am going to let my comic book characters take over. I hope you enjoy this. Continue reading “Reflection Over Coffee #10”
Coffee House Ramble #9
In order to keep this series fresh, I have decided to take a different approach this week. I am going to perform the whole episode in the style of a comic strip. I hope you enjoy. Continue reading “Coffee House Ramble #9”
Coffee House Ramble #8
I would first like to apologize that I cannot be here today. I will most definitely be in my upper level Statistics class at the moment, probably counting down the 50 minutes until when I will be getting out to go to the bookstore and blow a few hundred bucks on textbooks. To tell you the truth, I would rather be in bed. I am not at all used to waking up this early.
But what can I say? All my classes this semester will be in the morning which means I will be getting up before dawn Monday to Friday. Weirdly, on the other hand, I’ve been looking forward to this semester. You may ask, “Why?”
In my heart, I have a feeling this semester will be different than the last. It will be better. For one, I am not taking any accounting classes this semester. I am taking business classes instead like management, marketing, information system, and of course statistics. For another, it’s just me going to school this semester, mom’s not tagging along, attempting to make my life miserable. She will pretty soon be working from day to night and I’ll be pretty much alone at home. I will get to have the car. I will get to stay at school for as long as I want and won’t have anyone texting me when I’ll be home. I just wish I get to go anywhere I want without mom knowing.
That will come at a cost though. Everything comes at a cost. Mom will be cranky and irritable. She doesn’t want to work and yet money’s her best friend. Don’t look at me, I didn’t tell her to take so many jobs.
I’ve made myself a promise at the end of last semester that I will enjoy this semester, that I will make an effort to make friends, to social, to network. I just hope I can live with this promise.
In case you missed last time:
Coffee House Ramble #7
Hey, what was up with last week? I was so excited but you never show up?
Didn’t you read my post? I was celebrating 1000th post and I thought I’d do something memorable.
Oh, and I’m not memorable?
No, I didn’t say that but you are a weekly event and I need something that says “Special announcement!” Anyway, how was your break?
Eh.
That bad, huh?
[shrugs] So it’s the new year, you got any goals? Resolutions?
[shrug] I used to make New Year Resolutions but it seems like the more I make them, the more I promise myself to do something, the more I would end up not doing it. Like last year, I told myself, “You will exercise, keep exercising until you reach your ideal weight.” I think I did it a week or at least until my body was so sore that I could barely move and I just gave up. You can see that I have a problem with commitment.
You can do that again this year, just keep telling yourself and maybe now that you have a treadmill, it’ll be easier. Didn’t you say you had to drive somewhere else to go to the gym? [Nodding] Well, now you don’t. Maybe you’ll finally achieve your ideal weight.
Okay, I see you’ve got a good point there. Maybe that was the obstacle all along. Maybe I will finally reach my dream goal. For now though, I think my main goal of 2016 is to finish my degree and graduate college for the second time. So do you have any goals this year?
[laughs] I’m in your head, remember? Your goals are my goals.
[laugh] Oh right.
In case you missed last time:
Coffee House Ramble #6
So we are four days from Christmas and evidently, my special friend thinks it’s high time for a break. Therefore, she’s not coming. It’s just me. Continue reading “Coffee House Ramble #6”
From Frozen to Sweating
As much as I love my basement bedroom, I spent most of the morning moving back to my old room on the top floor. The frozen climate in the basement was getting a little too unbearable for me. I don’t want to spend everyday hugging a hot water bag, shaking and clattering my teeth even with a portable heater less than three feet away.
The move from the basement was like moving from Alaska to the Caribbeans. I was instantly sweating from the heat. At first, the heat was unbearable. I felt like I was on fire. Has it always been this hot upstairs? Anyway,I spent the morning walking around without a jacket and it felt great. I wonder why I stayed in that frozen tundra called a basement?
Oh yeah, my classes were driving me crazy that I couldn’t find the time to make the move.
One down side of being back in my old room is my privacy level has just went from three flights of stairs to just across the hall. Not to mention I have to keep my music volume to the down low. But I guess if I can finally be warm, that’s all it matters. I also hope that I will be able to renew my inspiration now that I’m no longer feeling cold all the time.
Well, guess it’s time for me to get back to work. I want to be able to write a story for this Christmas. I’m thinking of a modern re-told of the Christmas Classic, A Christmas Carol. We’ll see.
Image Credit: Milky Way snowy winter landscape, Austria • by Wolfgang Moritzer (Pinterest)
Coffee House Ramble #5
Can I just have warm water this time instead? I haven’t been exactly feeling like myself during the last few days. Continue reading “Coffee House Ramble #5”
Coffee House Ramble #4
Before we begin, I just want to announce: the title for this blog has officially changed. It is no longer “A Simple Life.” From today on, it will be known as “Just Another Story.” You can go to the new about page to find out more about the new name for the blog. Continue reading “Coffee House Ramble #4”
Coffee House Ramble #3
Where is she? I’ve been staring at my watch for the past 30 minutes. What’s worse than a no-show is making someone wait, don’t you agree? I’ve actually written a short post on this very topic but just haven’t published. Continue reading “Coffee House Ramble #3”
Coffee House Ramble #2
Wow, you’re back, I’m surprised! Continue reading “Coffee House Ramble #2”
Coffee House Ramble
Okay, let’s picture this situation. Continue reading “Coffee House Ramble”
First Attempt at B&W Plus Updates
I have been mostly restricted to fiction this week. If you haven’t notice, I’ve been posting nothing but fiction in the last three days. What can I say, I don’t feel like write anything when I feel like crap and yes, I still do but I seem to be just a tiny bit better this morning after mom pushed open my door at 7 am this morning and woke me in a panic for no reason at all except telling me to get to work. She’s gone for the day though, finally, taking a language exam 50 miles away.
I’m so looking forward to this weekend. She will be gone for training and I’ll have the house to myself for the weekend.
Back to feeling like crap, I think I’m having some health issues. That won’t be the first. I don’t want to see a doctor either. All the doctors I’ve been to offer no sympathy whatsoever. I know it’s not your job but still, I came to you. I’m in pain. You can’t just tell me it’s psychological and there’s nothing wrong with me. Can’t you at least do some digging?
Okay, here’s my problem. In the last two days, my head’s been hurting and my chest’s been periodically throbbing. I don’t want to think about it since there’s a chance the pain is “psychological” but at the same time, it feels like it’s getting worse. I want so much to complain but I already know what my mom’s going to say. She’ll either place a large bottle of 600 mg Ibuprofen before me or we’ll bicker.
I couldn’t take it any longer so the other night, I mentioned my discomfort while preparing dinner the other night and we’d just ended up bickering. “It’s all your fault for not drying your hair before heading to bed.” Mom said.
I was, as always, in no mood to bicker and I never went to bed with my hair wet. I always wait until it’s dried before sleeping. “I don’t do that,” I defended.
“If you do that for too many times, it’s bound to happen.” Why do I even make the effort? It’s like talking to a stone.
“Haven’t you been listening to me? I. Don’t. Do. That.” I said through my clenched teeth. There’s no point, my inner voice told me. You’re a minute too late, I snapped.
“I’ve watched you, I’ve seen you do it.” Yeah, like a few months or a few years ago. I didn’t answer. I regret to even brought it up. Forget it.
Aside from that little bicker, so many things had happened this week like I’ve found out a literary magazine HQ in Atlanta is looking for submissions. I have a story for the December issue but I’m afraid it might be too bleak. Should I go for it? I don’t want people to read the story around Christmas and burst in tears. I probably should send another one, huh, one that would cheer people, not make them cry.
I’m going out to work today. This will be the second time this week. I went on Monday and it turned out I couldn’t do much. My boss broke his pinkie last week tripping on a broken sprinkler and now he only has a working right hand while his left hand is wrapped elbow-deep in bandages. I hope he’s there because I went yesterday and he wasn’t there. So I ended up having to have to walk back home but I took my sweet time with the walk.
I’ve always enjoyed black and white photography. I just never thought it fit in with the pictures I took but I just have to try it. What do you think?
Exhaustion: That’s Life
Daily Prompt: The friendly, English-speaking extraterrestrial you run into outside your house is asking you to recommend the one book, movie, or song that explains what humans are all about. What do you pick? Continue reading “Exhaustion: That’s Life”
Random Photos of a Rainy Day
I hope everyone’s Thursday is going well. Continue reading “Random Photos of a Rainy Day”
T-shirt and Sweatpants
Today’s prompt asks: How important are clothes to you? Describe your style, if you have one, and tell us how appearance impacts how you feel about yourself. Continue reading “T-shirt and Sweatpants”
This is Another Story 