ASMR ..tap…type…tap..

So I absolutely love watching/listening to ASMR videos.
If you haven’t experienced an ASMR video, I highly suggest that you do!

(As I am typing these words I noticed that I am whispering like they do..lol)

So I thought to myself.. what if I attempted to do an ASMR blog post..

( I am dying of laughter just thinking about how ridiculous this sounds but hey that’s what I am here for!)

Will it work?

…probably not

but I am sure I can make something fun out of it..

So without further a due.. ha lets get to it!

So I decided that I am going to go with the classic setting of cutting your hair.

Let us begin!

Soft whisper:

(Literally I would like you to read this aloud in a soft whisper, you know to get the whole effect 😉)

“Hello there.
Thank you for coming to heyhihello salon.
Did you find the place okay”.. okay okay okay. (dramatic right?) (lmao kill me now)

“Very good. I am going to need to get some information from you.”

“Okay, so what is your name?”  Scribble scribble scribble

“Okay, very good, now what time is your appointment. Scribble scribble scribble scribble

“&& the name of the person who you made an appointment for?” …for ..for ..for

Mhmmm. Scribble scribble scribble scribble scribble

“Thank you.”

“Come this way. I will take you to your seat.”

Swish. Swish. Swish. (Don’t ask, I have no idea what the whole swish, swish was about)

(Whomever you had your appointment with is waiting with a smile and says…)

“Hello.”

“What are you looking to get done to your hair today?”

Mmhmm. Mmhmmm

“Okay.”

“Sure I can get that done for you.”

(A trim)

Let’s start by combing your hair and then moving over to the sink to wash your hair.”

Brush. Brush. Brush.

Comb. Comb. Comb.

(Now for this part say it in between slow breaths, really pronouncing every letter)

Brush.

Brush.

Brush.

Brush.

Brush.

“Very good.”

“Let me help you over to the sink.

“Here have a seat.” seat. seat. seat. seat

Splash. Splash. Woosh. Woosh.

Scrub. Scrub.

Woosh. Splash. Woosh. Splash. Splash. Scrub.

(I literally have no idea how to even describe how water sounds. I guess I should of thought this through all the way but I am legit just having the time of my life right now! )

“Let me grab a towel for you and we can get our hair dried and ready for your trim.”
trim. trim

Okay so side note: we are just going to fast forward to the actual trim.

Comb. comb.

Snip.

Snip.

Snip. Clip. Snip. Comb. Snip. Snip. Comb.

Snip.

“It is looking good already, I hope you like it as much as I do!”

Snip. Clip. Snip. Comb. Snip.

“Okay, you are all done!”

“Take a look!”

“Do you like it?.. .I knew you would!”

(She probably hates it but it’s okay, I am going to take this as a win..lol)

“Thank you and enjoy the rest of your day!”

Alright. (Back to normal voice/writing)

So I kind of liked that, I mean it wasn’t super detailed but then again I mean I was just winging it because I thought it would be an interestingly, differently, amazingly kind of post.

You know, like something to shake it up a bit without going over board.
But eh. Maybe I did. Whatever.

Anyways. I hope you had fun participating with me.
I kind of sort of wish that you were able to hear me do this post aloud.

Super Duper side note:

I did on my Instagram read a post before && am not opposed to doing another one if anyone really cares that much 🙂

Anywho.

Thanks for reading.

We shall meet again!

xoxoLaLa

 

One Time We Painted…

So the other day.

Like a  few weeks ago actually.

I went over to my cousins house to attempt to paint a master piece on a few walls in her kids bedroom.

One to start.

(The other room is another adventure that has yet to be written.)

But first. I’m not gonna lie.

She had mentioned this a few times but I did not feel like being active because sleep was sounding way too good at the time.

Being off for like three weeks from work.
Like what what.
Lol yes, I wasn’t about that doing shit life. tbh.

Anyways.

So I got over there at like…. 11 in the morning.

I want to say like 11:08 but same shit

(we are just going to round backwards to make it look like I was up a little earlier)

So we started by trying to figure out a game plan.

She had already did some sketches and what not hours before I got there.

So basically we went with a city “outline” on the one wall and then the other was Captain America’s Shield. And then a door that was referenced to Superman.

So I want to say after all was said and done with the tape up and all it was like after 1.

We were not really about that life and hungry from all the “work” we had done and went to eat lol

I mean we did, I think start to paint before that.

So here was where we were at.

I had to do the door because I just had to. (It was given to me)

Lmao and of course.

Of course ,I didn’t take a picture of the door.

So that was basically phase 1.

Looks pretty good right. Like we are some mothafukking professionals up in this bitch.

Hire us.

Lol.

This was some during and then that’s all I got.

Lmao.

I ended up doing the star white and we did the rest of this wall grey in a “fuck it” way because of the colors we had to use.

And didn’t get a picture of anything else …lmao

Not gonna lie I thought that I had more pictures but I clearly dropped the ball on this one folks.

So sorry if you thought this was going to be a long drawn out thing with tons of pictures because my ass Fucked up lol

But still

Hire me.

Okay that’s all.

Until next time.

Paint on.

xoxoLaLa

Just Wait

Lately I have seen a handful of people find someone.
People that have went “forever” being alone.

They seem to have found happiness all at once…
And that makes me happy

It makes me so happy to see other people happy.
It is sort of like a sense of hope,

a sense of worth.

Just all around exciting.

I often wonder when my turn will be.
No rush.
Just something I wonder…

Just thinking about it, makes me think of the little things that I miss…

So many little things….

Just thinking about them give me a small smile.
Oh man. Oh man. Oh man.
Happiness at its finest.

I wonder if I will ever be able to have that sort of happiness again…

It is one of those things that I feel like every single one of us goes through.
We can all often wonder things of that nature when we feel alone,
Or have been alone for a certain period of time.

I am no expert,
Obviously
But I know that things can happen.
Just don’t think about them so much, it will make it worst!

Believe me when I say..

That I have a list in my head,
in my mind,
in my soul

That I replay over and over and over again, each time with a smile bigger than the last

I will be worth it

xoxoLaLa

Ready to be Happy

October 2015.

Single.

It’s been a little journey. Maybe even a little bit of a struggle. But honestly, I’ve been able to accomplish a lot on my own.

Things to be proud of. I’ve done somethings that I never thought possible, or was to afraid to do things on my own without knowing if I could succeed or not.

It has made me somewhat a of a stronger person.

But I’ve also feel like I’ve missed out on somethings.

I am a person who enjoys sharing the little things and doing the little things. (That part has been a little difficult).

Sometimes it is just easier to just blame this generation and myself for being to afraid to venture out on things and take risks.

Who knows where I would be now?

But one thing that I will not do is settle

I think everyone deserves happiness, in any shape or form.

I think everyone has a certain passion that they hold that they can’t wait to show to the world… but only at the right time .. when they are ready

But only they know when it is time.

They say that you can create your own happiness. Maybe even control it as well..
That is probably true, to some degree but there is no denying the happiness that hides within.

Take each day as if it really is your last,
Make sure you laugh as much as possible
Make sure you smile from ear to ear
Make sure you use your ears to hear the ones who wish to be heard
BE the person within

…with no regrets…

Single or not 🙂

That is all ❤

xoxoLaLa

Why Companionship?

Does that word mean anything?

It seems more like an old legend most days, to me anyways.
I’ve told myself time and time again that its not in the cards for me.
People can be so shady, most of the time if not all of the time.
It’s like honesty never existed and its a myth.
Something that my great great great great great great great great grandparents came up with..
(not really, but you get my drift)

But why?
Why do we want the comfort from another soul?
Why do we crave for that love? That attention…
Why do we feel those things as if they are needs?
Some of us might find ourselves doing something out of the normal just to get that attention… just to feel wanted by someone… who doesn’t give two fs about you.
To one day wake up and they walk out on you before you get the chance to..
It’s crazy.
It’s ridiculous.
It’s sad….
But it is real…

Feeling forgotten.
Feeling unloved.
Feeling like you don’t belong.
Feeling like nobody.
Feeling like the world doesn’t understand you.
Feeling like you have nothing.
Feeling lost.
Feeling damn near dead inside.
Feeling all the bad things you could ever dream imaginable…

I couldn’t even begin to tell you how many times, personally, that I’ve sat around,
cancelled plans, came up with excuses to sit around hating everything and sulk in misery from what someone caused me, blaming myself for things that I could not control.
It sucked
It really sucked…

Just to maybe get the chance at happiness.
A chance to see what this life is all about.
A moment to feel happy.
To feel like I belonged somewhere..
To be loved..
Finally.

But…
More times I’ve been blown off instead.
Treated like nothing.
Completely ignored, forgotten
Like I literally wasn’t a person
Like I wasn’t a person with a beating heart, that had feelings….
I could never understand what I had done wrong.
What was wrong with me? (that was always the first thing that came into my head)
How can I fix this?
What can I do to change things?
Wishing I could turn back time…
Wishing I could make things right.. that were never meant to be that way… unfortunately

But the only thing that I really needed to be was something completely different
I needed to be stronger….
I needed to become the person that I once was many years ago
The person who was to young to care and only wanted to have a good laugh and stay up late
Playing board games and card games…
Way before I knew anything about “championships”

But,
The bad seed of people would come back again…
With the same lines and the same routine….
I always gave second, third even tenth chances…
I don’t know why I did….
I know…  why I did…
I just wanted to be wanted… but that was the wrong way to get that attention…
Why is it so bad to want that feeling?
Why does it seem like it is so rare to come across?
Is everyone really this shitty?
Who knows..
One day I will learn.
Lessons are learned everyday.
Some people just take a little longer to fully understand what is being taught.
I will get there one day
I promise I will….

I need to look out for myself, because no one else will do that for me
I have to look out for the bad and replace it with the good
I have to realize that not everyone is on my side..
I have to realize that I am not an option when everything else fails..
I have to see, I have to see that it is not the way to continue to live my life.

I have to be strong
I have to take control
I have to get my life back
I have to find the things that made me happy
I have to recover all that I have lost
I have to move forward, and never look back
I have to be a strong soul for myself and my family
I have to be the one who can inspire
I have to be myself
I have to put myself first
I have to say “Fuck the rest”

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xoxoLaLa