Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts

Blaugust #13: My soccer team

So for the past few months I've been playing soccer on a little league with my boyfriend and a bunch of his friends.  At first, I was extremely nervous and I didn't really want to play.  I felt I wasn't that great and that I didn't really know what I was doing.  So over the course of this tiny league we've been playing with, the man friend and his friends have been giving me pointers and helping me out where it's needed.

When I came into the team I basically said I'd play if I was only to be playing on defense, and everyone agreed.  We already had way to much offense.  Anyway the first game I was a bundle of nerves, but we did very well all together and ended up winning.  Since then, we've won all of our games but one.  That includes the game we just had tonight.  Tonight was the FINAL game, and we won!!  The league is done, we're going to have a little party in September with the other leagues and all of our team members.

I've never been really in to sports or anything, so it was surprising to me that I was enjoying myself through this game.  10/10 would do again.

Blaugust #10: C-c-changes (Photo heavy)

I've had my fair share of hair styles.  I get pretty bored of my hair after a set amount of time and feel that I need to switch things up.  That being said, I've had many different looks and I plan on having many more.  This weekend, I plan on changing things up once again only this time, I'm doing everything on my own.  I hope it goes well.

It wasn't until I was a little older (past high school) where I dared to actually do something interesting with my hair.  You know, try a color that you don't necessarily see every day... pinks, blues, greens, etc.  I truly feel that hair style/color is an amazing way to express myself and I'm probably going to be that way until I die.

That being said I just wanted to share a few photos of my "past looks" and maybe a few thoughts.  Because well, why not :P.

This is a staple in my hair life.  This is pretty much what it looked like from a young age all through high school.  The only thing that changed about this is the shade, really.  Darker browns to shades of red... but this was the general hair cut I chose to stick with.  It was safe, I knew it worked so "If it ain't broke, don't fix it."


And some time during college, I decided it was time to just chop it all off.  This was the first time since I was 10 years old that I had decided to go for a decently short haircut.  I popped myself into the lady's chair at the salon and said "Cut".  She asked me if I was sure, I told her to just go for it.  And this was the final product.  I pretty much maintained this haircut for a few years afterward, it would always get to that awkward growth stage and I just couldn't handle it, so I would cut it again.



Eventually, it grew long once again, and being bored with my hair color, I decided it was time to dye the underneath Blonde.  I had done this once before, but ended up cutting my hair short right after so I lost the blonde layers.  I rocked this look for some time and I miss it.


At some point I got a job as a hostess/server and decided I was so tired of putting my hair up for work every day and wanted to get it cut again, not only that, but I wanted to make it look NICE... so that's when I first ventured into the world of color and I got blue streaks.


My hair grew long once again and I wanted to go against the grain, so this time instead of dying the underneath of my hair blonde, I went for the front half of my head blonde(left).  I had this vision that I wasn't sure of the outcome, but when I had it completed I was in love.  Best hair style decision I've ever made in my life.  And then I decided hey, why not dye that part blue!  I couldn't do it previously, as my job wouldn't allow it... but I quit and was about to move to a different city!


Cut to a few years later where my hair was HELLA SHORT and then I colored it a few more times...

And now I'm back to my boring old self from the very beginning of everything....  But that will change VERY very soon :)





Blaugust #8: Travel


How many of you have the travel bug?  The incessant urge to go somewhere you've never been before and experience things you wouldn't normally.  I'm one of those people.  If I had enough money, I'd be constantly traveling without stopping.  I have so many big plans when it comes to places I'd like to visit before I die.

One of the places I want to visit the most is Japan.  I'm not sure exactly which city in Japan just yet, maybe I'll do a tour of Japan.  There are just so many things I want to experience there, cat cafes, fox island, bunny island, night life cultures, the fresh ass food, the shopping.. oh god the shopping.  I want to wander the streets and just observe the fashion there.  I've already started learning some phrases that may be important on my journey.

And another place I'd love to travel to is Britain as a whole.  I'm kind of hoping I can do my third year of studies in Leeds, but I'm not sure that's shaping up to be a proper plan or not.  It's kind of expensive right now aha. Either way I will apply and plan for it and cross my fingers that I get bursaries and just random ass money to be able to do it.

While there though, I'd love to visit Scotland and Ireland obviously.  Weekends and school breaks I'd love to go to Italy, and Paris.  I feel like living in England would be the perfect opportunity to get a ton of traveling done.  And I know that ultimately, I don't really want to live here for the rest of my life.  I'd like to go somewhere, but I'm not sure where yet.  We'll figure that out.

Blaugust #7: All about tattoos.. and stuff



So tattoos are growing ever more popular among people these days, and much more accepted by the general population.  I myself, absolutely love them.  SOME of mine were a bit painful and it's debatable as to whether the pain was worth it or not :P.  Anywhoozle, I have a number of them myself and it all started when I turned 16 years old.  My dad brought me to a tattoo parlor back home as a birthday gift to welcome me into adulthood.  And since then, I've been crazy about body art.

The next one was a set of stars on my hips at 19 when I moved away to College.  Jeebus cripes was that ever painful, and I don't plan to ever get that area worked on ever again.  NO THANK YOU.  And after that, I got a Nintendo controller on my left shoulder.  It was my favorite piece for a long time, and didn't take long at all.  I got that in my college city just as I was about to move back to my parents city for a year.

NEXT, was "Papa" on my wrist while I was living at home again for that year.  Not painful, didn't take long at all.  And then my triforce on the back of my neck the day before my best friends wedding.  Again, minimal pain and didn't take long what so ever.

Pictured above is my most recent tattoo.  It is the first piece of a set that I got started at the end of April of this year.  It's Jack Skellington of A Nightmare Before Christmas and obviously, if you haven't guessed by now, the second piece is going to be Sally from the same series.  This one took three sittings, the first was just about 2 and a half hours, the second only one hour (no idea why I was in so much pain for that sitting) and finally, the last sitting was today.  It was only an hour again but it's all finished!

Once I'm able to take the bandage off, I plan on sharing the sexiness with you guys, obviously.  I have plans for my NEXT tattoo once this series is done, but I'm still unsure if that's going to happen yet or not.  Placement and the specifics.  We'll see!  Either way, I'm far from done at this point.

Do you guys have any tattoos?  Which is your favorite?  Any interesting stories about when you got them.

Blaugust #6: Throwback Thursday

Throwback Thursday is a theme often used in Social Media.  Whether it be Instagram, Twitter or even blogs (I guess, or so my research has told me).  Generally I don't put much thought into it, well, because I only follow the theme with my Instagram account.  How much of a story are people ACTUALLY going to read under a photo?  Not much.  So here we go, my first Throwback Thursday of the month.

My family on my mother's side is French.  Franco-Ontarien to be exact.  We're the typical french family from Ontario.  We are large in numbers and, back in the day, we used to all hang out quite often.  During the winter (which was often brutal by the way) we'd all go to the cottage on the lake for some camping, bonding and good old ice fishing.  My dad, grandfather and uncles are all super huge fishermen and by extension so are their wives.

I don't recall exactly how young I was this particular camping trip but I was PROBABLY about 8-10 but my family would drill numerous holes in the ice forming a number of rows we could easily keep an eye on.  Think of how the number six is arranged on a dice, basically that.

Anyway, we were about ready to head back to camp at the end of the day and my older brother was going around covering up the holes we had dug.  I don't really know why he did it to be honest, he was probably just being a little shit.  But I was running to my dad to tell him something I'm sure that I thought was crazy fucking important to my tiny self, and I didn't see one of the holes my brother covered so naturally I fell in.

The manner in which I fell in was extremely lucky though, I only really fell in with one foot, and the other leg was keeping me from completely slipping under the ice.  I was soaked and shocked, and I believe I cried my ass off (remember, it's winter and shit's cold up here in Northern Ontario Canadaland).  My parents yelled at my brother for ages.  And that's why I don't go ice fishing anymore ;P