Kaylie's Life in a Blog

It's a blog about my life and other stuff.

So this blog was supposed to be my big turning point, where I talk about what I’m doing to lose weight, and get in shape, and how I’m going to become a “better person.” It was supposed to be written and come out last month. That’s how it always goes with me, right? And I’m sure everyone is tired of hearing me say the same damn shit every month. So I’m not this time. I’m going straight into the post.

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Okay, so shut up, I know. I don’t want to talk about it.

This year started off pretty great. But over the past two weeks, when school started, it’s seemed to go downhill. Things are eating away at me, and I feel like I may have placed too much stuff on my plate. But at the same time, I really love having so much to do. It makes me feel like I’m accomplishing things. Which, as I’m sure you know, feels so fucking great.

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So, I couldn’t think of what to write about. My best friend told me to write about her, but I wasn’t sure I could make that a full-fledged piece (sorry Robin!). Luckily, I remembered I have a whole board on Pinterest specifically geared toward my blog. Not only do I have blog tips and tricks saved on there, but I also have blog ideas. I picked one out that I thought would be a good idea for this week’s post, and my first post of 2018.

“What creative project(s) do you want to start or make progress on this year?” Continue reading

Look! I’m making progress. It’s another actual blog post.

I’ve been wanting to make this one for a while actually, since I got home from Jonathan’s, but I just never sat down and worked on it.

Anyway, today is a post all about the things I’ve bought for my room since being home again, and a little review of one of my favorite bloggers/YouTubers things she has for sale. Continue reading

Whoa, rising from the dead for a second to write something.

My period unexpectedly started yesterday. My poor underwear and I were not prepared. (The reason I’m sharing that with you is because it’s relevant to what this post is about.) Along with the blood, comes the emotions. Usually on a period I get sad. Like real sad. Like will cry at the drop of a hat sad. Everything makes me emotional. Just looking at my dogs’ faces could bring tears. I’m a total wreck. Right before I started this post I was laying on my bed sobbing, clutching my dog to my chest, which he did not particularly enjoy. Continue reading

It’s 8 AM and I haven’t had any sleep. Jonathan is snoring so loudly, I had to leave the bedroom. But the couch isn’t comfortable enough to have a long sleep on, and I don’t want to put a video or something on and risk waking him up. 
This blog is on my mind every single day, and every day I tell myself I need to write something. But this other part of my brain goes, “No, it’s fine! You’ll do it tomorrow. You’ll go Starbucks and write tomorrow.” And I don’t, but I tell myself I’ll do it the next day. The last post, which I thought was an interesting idea, got barely any views. My old blog was getting around 40-50 views a post. I’m lucky if I get 10 here. I don’t know what’s happened. I don’t know what the difference is. I post to the same social medias as the old one. And WordPress is so much prettier and user friendly. 

I’m so tired. 

Jonathan and I need to start packing. Our move in date for the new apartment is July 22nd. I’m worried we’re not going to give ourselves time. There’s so much in this damn apartment. 

I want to sleep in the bed with my boyfriend. But he’s still snoring so loudly. And I’m not even that tired. Emotionally? I’m exhausted. But physically, I feel like I could go till tonight. But I don’t want to. 

I almost started crying when I was in there. The panic was rising in my chest real fast. I checked on him about 20 minutes ago, and when I could still hear the snoring, it took everything in me not to scream. 

It’s almost 8:30. I have nothing else to say. 

Let’s talk about writing.

I discovered my love for writing when I was either 12 or 13 years old. I know I was in the 7th grade, and had just read the Twilight books. That’s important to note because my first ever book was basically Twilight, just with different characters. Continue reading