So it’s more than halfway through 2018 and I have read 59 books so far. Woot, woot. I’ve already reached by goal of 52 books (*pats self on the back*), so I upped the challenged to 80 books. I think I’ll be able to handle that. I mean, if I wanted to be ambitious, I would have set my goal to 100 books, but the inner lazy reader in me was protesting.
Anywho, I wanted to quickly discuss some of my favourite books so far (and series, hehe. Yeah, it’s technically more than one book, but it’s my blog and I can do what I want to!).
Without further ado, here’s my favourites in descending order.
Happy belated January wrap-up! Yup, I’m very behind. Blame either work (for making me tired) or me (for just being a lazy bum). Either one is correct.
Anyways, I read (and listened) to a grand total of … five books. It’s not the biggest amount, but I’m very proud of it. I call myself a lazy reader, which means I want to read all the books but I lack the motivation to start and actually read them. So I end up reading one book over months.
But with the reading goals I set for myself, I’m way more motivated to pick up a book. Which is great for my reading (but not so great for my wallet because once I start reading all the unread books on my shelves, then I, of course, need to buy more!! It’s the only logical conclusion).
(Note: Wow, this is going up super late! Oh wells…)
As you may already know, I love books. My dream is to have my own personal library at my house. But the crazy thing is that I don’t really read a lot of books within a year. Sometimes I just don’t feel like reading anything, or I just don’t have enough time to read. Also, if I read too much, my eyes get strained and I get migraines, so that’s no fun. But this year, I decided to set reading goals and set an amount of books I want to read.
Oh Tobermory, I never get sick of that place! I’ve been thinking about it more recently due to the recent cold, wintery weather we’ve been having here. *Sigh* So I decided to create a post looking back at the warm, summer days at Tobermory.
If you’ve never heard of Tobermory, it’s a small town located around four hours north of Toronto, near Georgian Bay. I suggest the best way to make the most of your stay is to go camping. There’s nothing like being surrounded by your closest friends in the wilderness (ok, wilderness might be exaggerating it a little) and just having a good time.
With no electricity and very poor cell phone signal ( … trust me, it gets better), you can actually talk with your friends or family without any distractions from the ever-present social media posts. Plus, it’s good for keeping active and having fun because there’s so many trails to hike and chores to do around the campsite. Yes, I just said chores are fun, at least only when it comes to camping.
Discovering your personal style can be a difficult process. It involves having a deep understanding of your sense of self (that’s my Psych major talking right there..), a great confidence in your own skin and knowing what works and doesn’t work for your body type.
Many people say that fashion is an extension of yourself, an outlet through which you can express your creativity and personality. I agree. We are drawn to specific garments, styles and colours because we are attracted to, and feel comfortable, in them. We choose them because they fit our tastes, likes and visual aesthetic.
After following fashion blogs for years, I quickly noticed how they had their own unique style. Then I started thinking about myself and how I didn’t think I had a personal style.
About a month ago my friends and I went on a nine-hour road trip to Manchester, New Hampshire to surprise a friend. Her boyfriend was officially proposing to her and we were going to surprise her at the hotel!
One of the highlights of the trip, other than surprising my friend, was going to Boston. I love to travel and I was excited to explore one of the biggest cities in the United States. We had a whole day in Boston and we walked everywhere, starting from Chinatown to the Boston Commons. It was a tiring day, for sure
The thing that surprised me about Boston was the amount of historic architecture still standing. There were streets, roads and buildings that make it look like I was still in Europe. I love it when big cities still have the original architecture standing, it adds more character and charm to the city.
How is it possible for me to love fashion so much but dislike the shopping process? Don’t get me wrong, I love to shop just as much as the next shopaholic, but the process of shopping is frustrating.
Maybe it’s my impatience. I don’t know. But I get overwhelmed by all of clothes staring at me and I have no idea where to begin. I look at the people who are shopping and they’re staring at the clothes meticulously and I’m wondering, “What? What are they looking for? How do they know what to look for?” I try to do the same but I just end up glazing over the clothes or go back to my old ways — quickly browsing through the clothes until something catches my eye.