23 December 2015

All Talk No Do

As you may have realized by now, I am exactly what the title says 'All Talk No Do'. Basically, I have big ideas that never seem to be motivated into action.

I started this blog with the idea to blog for 150 days about all my "Down Days" ... and as you can see, that hasn't quite happened. Heck! I don't even know when 150 days ends...or ended.
I recently posted a blog post about going offline for 17 days. That goal lasted about 17 hours. Although, to be fair, I did learn something in those 17 hours. This post has since been reverted to a draft.

So, here's my new plan. Okay, yes, I haven't had the best track records with plans and ideas but hear me out. I'm giving myself from now till the first week of January 2016 to make amends with 2015. That entails forgiving those that have angered or upset me and likewise apologizing to those that I have wronged. I want 2016 to be a BIG year. What better way to start it off than with a clean slate? I guess my new idea is quite selfish; forgiving and apologizing to make my new year better.

Well, for now, it's just a plan. Lets see if it materializes into anything.

This will probably be my last post before Christmas. I would like to wish all those who celebrate the Merriest of Christmases and to those that don't celebrate, happy Friday and enjoy the holidays.

Till next time-

18 December 2015


It's 04:09 am on my side of the world at the moment and I kid you not, I've been awake since about 02:30. It's amazing to discover where one's mind is taken to at ungodly hours of the day, such as now.
Far off in the distance I hear cars or maybe trucks hauling off to perform the day's jobs. More closely, I can hear the high-pitched squeaks of one bird and the long melodious voice of another.

I think I answered my question from yesterday. I know I've made a mistake when I spend two hours of my life, in the earliest hours of the morning,  thinking about it.
But, I've got a solution!

Till next time (which very well might be at some ungodly hour tomorrow morning)-


17 December 2015

I need some advice

This one's short & sweet.

How do you know when you've made a mistake?

... maybe it's when you write that.

Till next time-


16 December 2015

A fleeting Moment

I stumbled across a statistic page on Blogger a couple of days ago. I was excited to find that someone in Poland, the Ukraine and  the U.S.A reads what I write. So to all of you Halo, Здравствуйте and hello. I really hope the Ukrainian one is correct. I know Google translate isn't the most accurate of translating services, but I'm going to trust it on this one. But, in the event that I have just sweared at you and your family; I'm sorry.

I'm always going on and on and on about doing things one doesn't want to do, with awareness that I mean this within safe and reasonable boundaries. Anyways, yesterday, my uncle called me up and asked me if I wanted to go for waffles. Um, YES! What kind of person says no to waffles? So, off we went to a busy shopping center, at the busiest time of the year and with everyone on holiday now, I was bound to 'bump' into someone from school or encounter swarms of teenagers. Now, you must know something about myself: I don't dress-up and put make-up on for most occasions-going for waffles definitely isn't one of them. Which brings me back to my statement of doing things or going places which you do not want to do or go to. I didn't want to go to the busy mall- because that meant plastering myself with make-up, but the idea of warm waffles with cream was too tempting.

Writing that second last sentence makes me realize something... I'm not as confident as I thought I was, and I think I have anxiety when it comes to walking among people, as myself- with out make-up on. Now's a good time to mention that I have acne too.

My uncle treated me to a waffle with two mountains of cream drizzled in chocolate and maple syrup sauce. It was spectacular! Afterwards, with a happy tummy, we walked around the large, marble-tiled mall. 

I was scanning the crowd for potential acquaintances from whom I could hide from when my eye landed on a girl, about my age, with dip-dyed ombre hair, white long pants and a gray top. Immediately it clicked. I knew this girl. She looked at me and down again to the floor and immediately back up when she realized she knew me too. She smiled a full smile at me and I the same to her.

L (for all purposes on anonymity) and I were friends in third grade, before she moved away. We hadn't spoken since, but in terms of appearance, we still have distinct features which identify us...as,well us.  We both gave each other a knowing smile and walked off in the opposite direction, having spoken no words, but communicating all that needed to be said through a smile.

Maybe, had I put make-up on and hidden my self, L would have looked down and never looked back up. Had I put make-up on maybe I wouldn't have connected with a long lost friend-even if it was for just a moment.

And that ladies and gentleman is why you should always go out or do something you don't want to do; something great could come of it.

Let me know of an instant when you went out of your comfort zone and what came of it.

Till next time-


11 December 2015

Making Mistakes

I am that person that blabbers off the most relevant Oscar Wilde quote or motivational motto to anyone willing to listen ( and I do mean ANYONE) but with the help of quote pages on Instagram and Twitter, which boast elaborate quotes and complicated anecdotes to life, I was quite shocked to scroll down and find one short and simple line: It's okay to make mistakes.

Revolutionary right? Well, in the chaos of these ornate quotes on social networking sites-forgetting the simple liners like the above- left me flabbergasted to read this uncomplicated string of words. 

Yes! Go out and follow that WILD dream, overcome fears and build lasting friendships but don't forget something as simple as "It's okay to make mistakes".

Appropriately, here's a quote (except this time it's from Albert Einstein instead Oscar Wilde)
"Anyone who has never made a mistake has never tried anything new"

Till next time-

30 August 2015

Life is 'perfect'.

I came across an article which truly highlights my purpose for creating this blog. Miranda Athanasiou writes "People are more concerned with proving to the rest of the world that they're having the time of their lives than actually enjoying themselves."

I went to a wedding a couple of weeks ago which again (lucky me!) over looked some of the most beautiful scenery I have ever seen in my life. The sky was a mixture of warm yellows and oranges which intertwined with  cooler contrasting blues of the Saturday evening sky. A long, rectangular cloud hung in front of the scene, surrounded by other dark grey clouds. All this was then reflected upon the ocean. My dress's colour, directly translated from Greek means 'sappy apple' which in my opinion does not do the rich and warm colour of the strapless,silver studded gown justice. The asymmetrical hem and silver, fake-crystal studded high heels (which in fact were way too high, and came off very early on at the reception) all created the fancy affect that I was aiming for.

I don't know if my words have done the sunset justice, but looking back, I would much rather have countless photographs of that sunset than my appearance. See, whilst scrolling through the camera that evening (who am I kidding? It was 4am when the wedding's festivities had ended) and I found that I had 3 or 4 times more photos of myself than of the actual wedding and picturesque scenery- all in hopes of finding that perfect Facebook profile picture. The whole look, that EXACT look,  could easily be recreated in the span of half an hour- a more unnatural beauty compared to that of the sunset. The sunset was natural- a 'look' that can never be recreated again; The cloud will never hang in that same position again, with the same tints and tones of the warm oranges and yellows with the rays of sunlight in the same position.
P.s In the end, I didn't even get a profile picture for Facebook.
"The asymmetrical hem and silver, fake-crystal studded high heels..."

Athanasiou wrote: "The 27 (more like 52) flawless "night out" pictures are more important than the night itself." And in my 'wedding moment' that could not, unfortunately, have been more true of me.

If you would like to read the full above mentioned article:

Till next time-


29 August 2015

Having A Down Day?

"The pool virtually overflowed into the ocean."
Let me start off with a story- I mean, who doesn't like a story? I was recently in Greece, on the small yet very beautiful 'island' of Porto Cheli (after thinking this place was an island for the past 9 years, it turns out it is not. It is part of main land Greece) but anyways, back to the story. I was staying with family who just so happened to live in in the most incredible villa seated right upon the sea. The pool virtually overflowed into the ocean. On the last day of my time there we found out that a mutual friend of my cousins' had volunteeringly taken his last breath the night before. He was 22 years old. My one cousin, in shock and disbelief, said "but his Instagram showed a perfectly happy, full-of-life person" and that comment, folks, brings me to the reason for writing this post and in a broader spectrum, this blog.

Most of us live by a double standard. We are one person in real life and another person online- and with the ability to add filters, 'plastic surgery' apps and a greed for likes and followers why wouldn't we. Don't get me wrong, there are lots of benefits in social media- LOTS! Take this very blog post for example. You, reading this, proves my point. Social media is extremely powerful. Back to my point about double standards; we edit ourselves to be thinner, we add filters to be darker, we change the brightness and add contrast to create an image far from reality- me included. I do it too.

Let me ask you a question: Should the 22 year old boy's suicide have come as a surprise? If we allowed our Facebook friends and Twitter followers to share their down days and the days when they woke up and just wanted a nice hot chocolate and a big bear hug, would that suicide have seemed less surprising?

I want to try something for the next 150 days (just because 100 felt too short and 200 too long). I will post my 'down days' on here for people to see. The days when I wake up and things just do not go my way, the moments when I have the biggest fight with my sister and go to bed crying or the disappointment of looking in the mirror and not being happy with the body I have.

Social media has made us highlight the good moments and cast aside the bad, when in reality people have a lot more 'down days' than meet the 'social media eye'. It just becomes difficult when we're only seeing the good and we begin to believe that there is no bad. So, for the next 150 days, here's my bad.

Through these posts, I hope to show people that we're not alone. We all have 'dem down days.

Till next time-


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