I really dislike when my routine is disrupted. I think most people do. It throws your entire universe off its center and more often than not we have a hard time picking it up afterward. This is sort of something I touched on with yesterday's post. Like I've said before, I'm an extremely anxious person. … Continue reading Day 5: Routine
I know it's past midnight but I started my day late so I'm counting it. I guess consistency will be my topic since this is the first day I almost missed. Consistency is a funny thing because sometimes the one thing we are consistent in is the lack of it. Many habits are accidental like … Continue reading Day 4: Consistency
As a child/teenager, you might often think to yourself "I can't wait until I'm out of this dang house" - probably when you're having disagreements with your parents. You think to yourself the amount of freedom you'll have on your own. Of course, you don't think about the blocks of stress that comes with all … Continue reading Day 3: Dynamic
**Warning: This blog talks about films Coco and Bohemian Rhapsody. If you have not watched Coco or don't know who Queen is then maybe skip this blog. I, as a human, am regularly faced with the chilling reality of my mortality. The uncertainty of death is something that I struggled with since childhood. Oftentimes, I … Continue reading Day 2: Legacy
How do I start this? I don't know, I had a lot of thoughts on the drive for how I could write this but I guess rambling it is. 100 days of writing. I know I've said several times that it takes 21 days to make a habit, but 21 days is not enough for … Continue reading Ruzelle’s 100 Days of Writing: #1
In the midst of the debate regarding straws, I decided this would be the opportune time to discuss my favorite topic once a month - cups. I don't mean the kind you bring to a café for that 25¢ discount. No, I meant the one specifically for those with female parts: we're talking about menstrual … Continue reading Bring Your Other Cup. Period.
When I was younger, I used to scoff at Miley Cyrus for not using her birth name. "That's not even her real name," I used to say, wondering "what kind of name is Miley anyway?" I was a hater, I'll admit it. I'll also admit that "Miley Ray" sort of rolls off the tongue better … Continue reading What’s in a name?
