Former “Suits” Actress Marries British Ex-Soldier

So…. in case you’ve been living under a rock or you’ve just woken up from a coma, Meghan Markle and Prince Harry got married today.

I watched the whole thing. I am a royalist. I love William and Kate. I love reading about the family and even though there are sooooooo many skeletons in their closet.

I’ve been watching Meghan on Suits since 2013 and to me, it’s so strange seeing her marry Prince Harry. I still see her as Rachel Zane, kick ass paralegal turned lawyer.

The ceremony was beautiful. She looked amazing. I loved that for the majority of it, she walked down the aisle alone. They held hands throughout the service and they looked like the poster picture of love.

Everything was so fresh and modern.

I am sure she will positively impact the monarchy and her presence has helped the image of the monarchy, making it more inclusive and more open-minded.

They looked so in love and so happy.

I wish them the best.

Congratulations to the Duke and Duchess of Sussex!

 

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30

One done. One more to go.

I took one of the two exams I’ve been studying for and I got 30.

(FYI, It’s the highest mark. I don’t know how the other universities in the world use as a scale).

It was an oral exam about a 17th century poet, John Donne, and for some reasons Shakespeare’s King Lear.

I was such a nervous rack in the days before the exam! I had gigantic spots on my face and my back, I felt a huge weight on my chest that made breathing normally a little bit difficult.

I haven’t had the best university experience. Due to a variety of personal problems and struggles. I’ve dedicated a large portion of this blog to that and I’ll leave the links at the end of this post if you want to check them out.

But, yeah…. I did it! And I didn’t even cry! NOT FUCKING ONCE!

I wasn’t expecting such a good mark but I’m proud of myself. Yes, I’m saying it. I am proud of what I’ve accomplished.Risultati immagini per lorelai i despise academics gif

But it has put me in a happier and more willing mood to continue my academic career even if, as Lorelai Gilmore eloquently put it, I despise academics.

I hope I’ll keep this up and I won’t fall in the spiral that brought me down last time.

Anyway… I GOT 30!!!!!!!!!!



Here is the list of all my uni related posts. Most include some sort of mental breakdown. You’ve been warned!

21st Sept 2016 – First Year At Uni

6th Dec 2016 – Taking a Break

9th March 2017 – Letting It All Out

15th April 2017 – Missing Two Trains, University Stuff and headaches

19th June 2017 – Failure

8th Aug 2017 – It’s Back

9th Sept 2017 – Trouble at Uni, exams and breakdown

 

Judgy people, shopping and rare positivity – Going Shopping part 2

Attention! This post contains swearing and an awful amount of sarcasm!

I haven’t had the best weekend. I know it’s not even over and it’s already shit.

In Friday I went shopping at our usual retail shopping centre and… boy, it was delightful. πŸ™„

I already talked about going shopping with my family and you are probably wondering? Is she a masochist? Does she want to hurt herself?

No. I am simply a cheap person that wants to buy a lot of makeup for the least possible amount of money.

(Mini-haul coming as soon as I can take the pictures!)

Before 3 PM, I had already received 3 comments of my makeup and one about my weight. And this time I didn’t even try anything on!

So yes, I was in an excellent mood. πŸ™„

I’m really sarcastic this evening.

And I don’t care that my makeup was grungy. And it wasn’t that grungy!

Some orang-y and brown eyeshadow and mascara! A bit smudged in the lower lash line and that’s it!

But I was supercool! Just smiled and said: “I like it, so…”. The complete sentence would have been “I like it, so… fuck off πŸ–•”.

I totally kept my cool, even about the weight thing.

Uh! I’ve just remembered! They also said I should renew my wardrobe and dress differently! Silly me! How could I forget this gem!?

Fast-forward to today. Or actually yesterday since it’s already past midnight.

I studied almost all day and I was in a terrible mood. I didn’t have energies, I was sleepy, I didn’t care about anything but most of all… I was angry. Really really pissed.

And I was looking forward to 7 PM, when I get to say a big “fuck you, University, I hate you.”.

I just wanted to catch up on the shows nominated for the Emmys that I haven’t seen. (Post about them coming soon).

But no! I had to write this post of Facebook for the association my family is working with. I hate it so much. I was forced into managing the Facebook page and I truly hate it. Have I said “hate” enough in this post? Yes? Well I hate it.

I don’t get how they managed to reel me into it. And since they are interested in it, they are under the impression that I have to care about it. And I truly don’t. Maybe 5%. Nah. Too much. 3%. 2,5%.

Since I was in a foul mood, my mom said: “come on, cheer up! Why are you pulling that face”

And like every single time she asks I respond: “it’s my face”

But today she went on and said: “you should smile more”

So I laughed and pulled my best and most real fake smile. And today every time she looked at me I put on that smile and let her know I was empty and dying inside.

FUN TIMES! πŸ™„

And I told her! She knew I was faking it and kept laughing, thinking it was a funny joke. Sorry. It wasn’t.

I have all of this repressed anger and a lot of my personality hidden and it is slowly driving me insane. Why can’t I be free, do whatever the fuck I want and not be judged? I know I’m not the most positive person ever, but when you see something you don’t have to immediately point out their vices and voice your judgy opinion. There are people who are different than you, enjoy doing different things than you. Stop criticising them! If you see only the negative aspects of a persone, you don’t have to underline it and point it about. Especially if they are about people! Shut up! It’s not their vices that define them!

I can’t believe how positive I am tonight. I’m probably having a stroke and not realising it.

So to sum up, I got criticised for my makeup, the way I dress; I got body shamed, got asked to smile more and waisted an entire Saturday evening doing shit I don’t care about and absolutely hate.

So yay! Great weekend! I also found out one of my middle school classmate got married today. Surreal! πŸ‘°πŸ»

Tomorrow (well it’s not 00:20 here so technically today) I’ll be studying again. Let’s just hope they will for a hike and leave me here with my pizza and my solitude. πŸ™

Friends

I’ll be there for you

I haven’t posted anything in 16 days…. Oooops… There are a few reasons why

  1. I was feeling like shit. After more than a year I finally told my mother the truth about everything, how “depressed” I’m feeling and loads loads more… I was a hormonal mess and I might have cried more than I should have.
  2. I was watching 10 seasons of “Friends” in a week and a half.

Let’s just focus on the fun part of the two weeks I spent trying to get my shit together. (I didn’t BTW, I am just pretending to…)

Anyway, “Friends” is just the best… After the weeks (months and year) I’ve had, I was looking for something fun. I have been looking for that for a long time but the series I watched were fun but not funny. On the other hand, with Friends I laughed so much…

I have never laughed that much for a comedy tv show… There was the occasional smile and the chuckle, but almost never the actual laughter.

Some people say that laughing helps us boot our mood: when we laugh, our brain releases endorphins, the same enzymes we release when we have sex. They makes us feel better and happier. And I did!Β  I have been fine for a couple of days, I even went to Uni today!

I spent a week and a half laughing. Truly laughing out loud. With no complications, no fake laughter (which I am weirdly good at) and no hiding.

When I am feeling particularly down, my medicine is “You’re the worst” season 2… Watching Gretchen unashamedly embracing her depression is therapeutic… It makes me feel like I’m not the only one feeling down and that it’s okay to feel sad sometimes.

“Friends” just makes me laugh. It helped me trying to be better, feel better and get out of this black hole I dug myself into.

Also, can we talk about the late 90s and early 2000s? I basically fell in love with the 90s… I was born in 1996 but I couldn’t actually experience it! What a great decade!

I’ll go make my cup of tea now… yes, with milk… yes, the english way and yes, with english tea.

xoxo

GeorgiaΒ Β  πŸ™‚