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Writing while working and going to school is hard, so my apologies for the consistently inconsistent blogs. As I sit here at my computer trying to force myself to write a history paper, I figured what better time to spill all the nonsense in my brain. Perhaps, after I write for fun I can buckle down and write for school. I've noticed I can't focus on homework when I have chaos in my brain. For that reason, I love to journal- or blog. SO I INTRODUCE TO YOU: MY SUNDAY NIGHT CHOATIC THOUGHTS; and by chaotic I mean severely disorganized.

• Ponds is the best cheap moisturizer- highly recommended to any poor college kiddos with the desire for radiant skin.
• I have the deep desire to be self sufficient. But when I imagine myself as a self sufficient woman, my imagination drifts to me living off the grid. I would ideally love to cultivate my own garden, and be completely reliant on the materials I can supply. But this dream is constantly shattered by the curse of killing all things green and earthy. I have the innate ability to kill succulents... DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO KILL THOSE THINGS? When I initially bought the little resilient plant to bring some green into my home, my mom swore up and down no one can kill succulents. Except me. I can kill succulents. My friends and family have asked me to stop watering their plants when they are out of town because I either overwater or underwater. And it is devastating to my ideal identity. I want to be the woman who can grow a garden. So any readers with a green thumb, and patience- Hit me up.
• I recently had a moment of regret/terror about my student debt. I began looking into living out of a bus and traveling the country. Anyone who follows me on Pinterest is probably wondering why I've been looking at how to convert a bus into a home. I think I was going into fight or flight, and I'm not the type of broad who can fight. So my instinct was to run away from my problem. Thankfully, my parents indulged the idea to allow me to vent- then promptly reminded me that I was going to be ok. :)
• Am I the only person who snags candy canes off of Christmas trees? I think it horrifies people when I grab a 2 year old candy cane off of a tree and pop it in my mouth. But I have zero self control, and hardly any shame. I've always carried out this ritual, and find genuine amusement in watching people tell me how old the candy can was. And to top it off, I don't really enjoy candy canes. Just enjoy reactions.
• If you're in the market for a new Netflix show watch American Vandal. But not if you don't enjoy 13 year old boy humor.
• In the midst of seasons changing, I've once again fallen in love with the transition to Sept-Oct-Nov.The colors and air are both crisp. I've also enjoyed the cold days with my habitual fall reading. Any book recommendations?

-Libby