So, I said I wanted to write about more things that I enjoyed. You know what I really enjoy? Horror movies. So, I’m gunna speak to you about Hereditary today. Yeah, THAT, Hereditary. This movie chilled me in a way very very few have the ability to do. I can only compare it to Debra Logan, or The Visit. Which makes it seem like I’m only scared of old people. Which still might be true.
Also, I should say, I am an above average film analyzer. I took a large amount of film classes in College, mostly because you just watched movies. However, I actually learned a lot about foreshadowing and symbolism and shit. So, Im going to have fun doing this.
In my defense, I had planned to write this post last week but life got in the way, as it always does. I am not big on New Years Resolutions, I think they are dumb. Why wait for a certain day to start something I’m never going to follow through on? I can do that today. However, I did feel I wanted to focus on something this year. Less of a resolution, more of a promise to myself.
I wanted to be more authentic, more me. When I started this blogging adventure, there were so many people telling you want to do and how to succeed. “Post this many times a day” “Post this content” “Make your Instagram themed, cohesive, only post if it matches”
I have had eye problems for really as long as I can remember. For Example, I had an offensive amount of sty’s in both of my eyes in the second grade which caused me to look like a troll. Then, I developed a horrific reaction to contacts in high school, which they told me was caused by significant scarring on both of my eyes. Then, I got LASIK. Glasses were not cool yet, and I was too young to realize how insanely expensive it was. $2,800 bucks when I was a freshman in college? Whatever, I just spent that in books. $2,800 dollars as a post graduate, underpaid, adult? You can pry that shit out of my cold, dead, bony, hands. The only downside I ever hear from LASIK was
Well, well, well…… They have finally given in. I was allowed to get us the champagne served at Kate & William and Harry & Meghan’s wedding receptions. I am a Royal Family junkie, let me enjoy things. So, they agreed to split the cost so we could use it for the show. Honestly though, it was only like $65. The Queen is frugal, but I would be too if I had to serve beverages to hundreds of elites.
About 30 minutes into the mess that was Sips and Scandals Episode 4, we decided we wanted to talk about the Golden Globes. I told my rambunctious cohorts that we COULD but only if we did it fast because this video was like 45 minutes long and held almost nothing of substance. Which was probably why it was our most popular episode lol.
“The Climb” by Miley Cyrus plays softly in the background……
I can almost seeeeee it. That dream I’m dreaminnnn…
How did I even make it here? (literally we made it here because my domain auto renewed on my debit card). I was supposed to be paying attention in my Intro to Law class, which was a battle that teacher was never going to win. A three hour class on a Saturday? Im out, I mean I was there, but you don’t have my full undivided attention at those hours.
Let me just say…..I want to be a travel blogger now. I loved Mexico, it was so gorgeous. I have spoken before about travel anxiety, and just having anxiety while traveling. It did not go away this time. My stomach was trying to murder itself at the airport while my brain was trying to tell me all the ways I was going to die. So basically, an average Tuesday for me.
I had general anxiety about leaving home, and leaving my cat. I had general anxiety about flying and traveling. I also had general anxiety about leaving the country, especially Mexico. All you hear is bad shit about Mexico, and I don’t even believe half of that stuff and I was still scared. Mexico had become synonymous with the word “kidnapped” in my mind. I fully expected to step one big toe off the plane and be immediately kidnapped, thanks MEDIA.
I know, I know. Some of you are thinking “Did Taylor Swift ever leave”, and the answer is yes.
I will preface this with….I was never a huge fan of Taylor Swift. I sensed something off from the beginning. I’m a psychic, okay not really but whatever. Also, I’ve read some articles about this that look like a college Thesis, this will be like the cliff notes version people read instead. Welcome my lazy procrastinators.