And finally I got a day out with the best friend lady!
A shadow of our old days perhaps, but the elements remained the same, hours of aimless walking, never having enough time to say half of what we desire, discovering new quaint stores in nooks and crannies of the area, cracking each other up with the nonsense we think and ofcourse the cherry on the icing, getting abused by our fav mutual stalker!
I have missed you, love.
I have truly missed you.
And finally I got a day out with the best friend lady!
I know I’ve been really lagging on my good faith columns but it’s been a whirlwind month and I haven’t been able to get much writing done!
This one is for my best friend, who said something worth sharing to me today.
While discussing a certain something(one) she told me that I was overthinking things just because they weren’t conventional.
And how true that was.
Which got me to thinking about all we race of loonies overthink because of it simply being a trifle too noveau. Being different.
I’ve had to deal with being different in many walks of life, and not a good different, naturally, nothing too different can be good.
But I think I have enjoyed it thoroughly, defining every single grain on my own terms.
Relations, education, career, recreation, religion, friendships, family, acceptance, forgiveness, tolerance, justice, the universe.
It’s always emboldened me that my path isn’t wrong, that there are no wrong paths.
I like being what comes to me. Why question it? Why change it?
I live an extremely content life, if that’s unconventional, I am grateful for my natural quirks that has made me me.
Make your own paths. Always.
Hey you guys!
I know I’ve been AWOL too long but I return bearing tidings, i.e. a LOT of happiness and heart warming stories!
The past year, as I have mentioned in many posts, has been one mistake over another, but I’ve grown SO much from my errs I can hardly complain.
I’d hardly term myself a career woman but neither would I have imagined myself to be the gap year kinds, but I guess these things creep up on you with no forewarning.
The year has been a real LIFETIME.
Heartbreaks of so many kinds, graduation, so many new ventures, mistakes leading to the realization that I want a gap year after all, new friends, old friends, unexpected goodbyes, unexpected hellos, a lot of sadness and emptiness and a lot more of goodness, passion, love, generosity, kindness and gratitude to supplement the hollow.
Gap years are either lame cause you didn’t get through where you wanted, or exotic, cause you travel and see places.
Mine was neither. It was enriching. It was a journey nonetheless, but one of self discovery. This year just gave me every last bit of assurance to take on the rest of my life by just being myself.
There were times I felt so lost, times I hated who I became, times I felt unloved and times i couldn’t love, but at the end I’m more than blessed to say everything made sense and everything played out like a beautiful story. The tale of my 2013.
Today, I feel like one of the most loved and cherished people walking the face of this planet and the list to thank for that is endless! Thankyou, everyone, everything!
My amazing parents who understood and supported me more than I dared dream, my best friends who were my life support systems, and all you other friends and acquaintences who made just a month, a week, or a day brighter and warmer and my readers, you’ll were beyond crutches, you’ll were my wings!
And thus we enter into the final month of the year, December :’).
My radiant November has been spilling over into December too, I know this year’s December will be the most different I’ve experienced, but I’m ready to live, ready to fight and more than to indulge, so bring it on!
May you all have an absolutly lush season of merriment!
I’ve always known December to be everything good in this world, best of winter, christmas, holidays, a lot of gifting, a lot of reflection over the past year, 31 days of love, generosity, purity, warmth, affection, forgiveness, acceptance and mirth within everyone.
I wait eleven months a year for December and that’s in total honesty. So what’s new? NOVEMBER.
Haven’t you heard?! NOVEMBER IS THE NEW DECEMBER!
Okay that was plus qu’un exagerration but yes, November this year has been tres special.
Thanksgiving this year was definitely more than a day, it’s been an ebullient month!
As I promised, I want to look back at the gratitude challenge with you’ll, so let’s begin with an overview of the twenty one questions we were to reflect upon through the month.
1. What in your life do you have sufficiency of?
2. Someone whose gift you can never repay.
3. What do you take for granted?
4. An inconvinience that you are grateful for today.
5. A beautiful memory.
6. Which artists light up your life?
7. How have you changed for the better?
8. Something you now know, that you never want to forget.
9. What is the greatest compliment you have ever given/recieved?
10. What is the best advice you’ve ever recieved?
11. Your best mistake.
12. What made you smile today?
13. Who inspires you to be your best?
14. A time nature has taken your breath away.
15. Who have helped shaped your inner compass?
16. What is the best gift you have ever recieved?
17. Someone in your life who you take for granted.
18. A skill you possess that you are grateful for.
19. What are you thankful for today?
20. Something you have lost and learnt from.
21. If today was your last day, how would you live it?
I don’t suppose that the month has left any massive enlightenments upon me, but giving thanks for something or someone each day has simply imbued in me a tremendously emollient feel, even on my most bitter days, it wasn’t hard to give thanks.
And that is saying QUITE something. I am grateful for the wonderful life that has passed me by, forever, eternally grateful.
My thanksgiving was a two day special celebration at that as well! Two days with two extremely special people, one my best friend who has helped me through the year in more ways than I dare try count and the other, a new but severly wonderful friend.
There were grateful reflections, brownies, eight straight hours of banter, beautiful surroundings and an intense 60 minutes of heart to heart which I wish I could forever freeze into time, ah, I suppose that is done already!
It was a time of the woebegone and the jaded to leave their sublets for the return of sanguinity and peace.
It was, I believe, a little bit of them pearly gates and streets of pure gold.
So I’ve been awake the whole night and couldn’t get much zz’s into the picture even by 8 am so I decided to pay a visit to my favourite place, my sanctuary.
It had been two months since I walked down that road that at one point I used to go down every single day.
The road had changed. It was leaden with construction and I had to make quite a few clumsy ballet dancer moves to walk the old familiar stretch.
At one point I happened to glance up and I saw an old staples store being demolished.
It was there since the time I came to this city four years ago and I have spent a LOT of my time (and money!) just amidst their fabulous stationary.
Alright so now their new store that opened a few months ago is a 60 seconds walk from where I live instead of the fifteen minute stroll to where it used to be, majorly convinient and all ofcourse, but it’s just, change.
SO MUCH CHANGE.
The past year has been one of unprecedented change in my life but the change that matters the most to me is my friends.
As I glanced at that faded remnant imprint of the store name something inside of me jolted. And twisted. And I knew I had found my photo of the week.
It just felt so odd looking at a void, an emptiness, a nothing, where once stood something towering and important.
Change. It felt odd.
And that was when it brought to my mind my changed friendships over this year, especially with my five best friends.
Some have remained the same, some grew closer, some have been redefined, and some left in various stages of hellfire and brimstone.
And the coming week being thanksgiving week it has been impossible to not look back and accept the change.
Their faded marks still linger, every day, and I just came to realize, things have changed. I am not in their lives any longer, and may never be. I never accepted it till now but thanksgiving has been a wakeup call.
What a year it has been, friends turned strangers, strangers turned friends.
I cave. I cry. I yell. I stalk. I obsess. I procrastinate. I fight. I nag. I bleed. I blasphem. I lie. I hide. I supress. I repress. I masquerade. I rebel. I digress.
I’m hard headed. I’m judgemental. I’m stubborn. I’m egoistic. I’m opinionated. I’m strange. I’m asocial. I’m redundant. I’m selfish.
I can’t keep most secrets. I can often be a negative forcefield of melancholy. I don’t love anyone more than myself. I have more closet skeletons than I’ll ever tell. I preach more than practice. I take myself too seriously. I fail resolutions every day. Sometimes, I’m extremely annoying. I don’t do well with harsh criticism. A girls perogative? I overuse that one. I act on a whim too many. I have ulterior motives.
So whatcha gonna do bout that?
I’m just one thing, I’m human. Judge, but accept, for each black, I have a white. What matters more to you?
You think you’re better than me? Yeah, you may be.
SO WHAT? I’m still a rockstar!
You’ll be lucky to drown in my endless pool of passion.
Yess, I have changed the blog theme! :O
I’ve selected a similar theme style, only changing the colours to brighten my mood a little :D.
I like that it still retains a serious font and yet the touch of pink adds a little girly to it. That’s me, serious girly (NO I did NOT choose the theme based on that ridiculous and highly untrue statement!).
I just thought it was time for a little change, nothing disorienting for y’all but just a little more refreshing to look at, especially if you regularly follow and are as tired as me looking at the same black and gold sunspot theme everyday!
So WHITE. Different, yet related. Binaries and all, you know how this one loves her metaphors.
And pink, cause, well, it just looks pretty! And I like things looking pretty.
And as y’all know the only internet access I have is through my cell phone and it’s net (retarded laptops and pms-ing wifi!), I must say thankyou to the new version of the wordpress app that includes themes as a drop down menu option, which totally motivated me to do this change!
To the new, old Quirrk!
Cheers all you peoples
Since I’ve turned blogger myself, I suppose I have began spending a considerable amount of time online reading co bloggers thoughts (I’m wordpress biased though!) and although I follow and enjoy reading several writers, my favourite has to be Kate.
Kate runs a lifestyle blog and I guess her blog is almost my
girly guilty pleasure. I am not certain how, but aside from the fashion posts, her posts light up my day!
She hasn’t written in over a month though. This is a shoutout for you Kate, where are you?! I miss you! Come light my life again!
For those of y’all interested in fashion/decor/vintage/lifestyle writings, this is your salvation:
I miss you Kate!!