Vasilopita!!!

If you have no idea what the title of this post means then do not fear because the first time I heard it I didn’t either.

Vasilopita is a Greek tradition celebrated on New Year’s Day where a family or group cut a loaf of bread or cake to see who managed to get the single coin baked inside. Whoever has the coin has luck for the whole year.

In my family it’s my step-father who cuts the cake, then everyone selects a piece for themselves. For anyone who isn’t present at the time; we wrap a slice and set it aside.

In 2019 I wasn’t around for the cutting, so a few days later I opened my saved slice and guess what I found…That’s right! I found the coin!

Looking back on 2019 I can truly say there were some not to great moments (which are always going to happen) and there were a lot of really awesome moments: I found a job with an amazing work environment. I’m in a relationship with someone who loves me and trash t.v. I went to New York City for the first time. I went back to Chicago for New Years. I got to experience snow. I met my savings goal for the year. My skin cleared up a lot…It was great.

But 2019 is over and you know what that means? Time for VASILOPITA!!!

This time we waited until my siblings and I were all back together to cut the cake and do you know who won? ME. AGAIN. Reigning champion over here and I was one of the last to pick a slice!

Anyway, I know this is a super late New Year’s post, but here’s to 2020!

P.S. the uproar from my siblings when i found it again was hilarious

Photo by Matt Hoffman on Unsplash

Motor Vehicles: return of the unfortunate expense

Have you ever had a feeling something was going to happen and then it did?

In my case it was; you guessed it- car related. About a week about a week or two ago I decided to take my car to the shop once I received my tax refund. There wasn’t anything wrong with my car at the time. I just knew it had been a while and wanted a full maintenance check since I recently decided against applying to graduate school. Everything was going fine until a few days ago when the ‘check engine’ light came on.

I immediately went into overdrive and finagled it so my car was in the shop the very next morning.

Was there one thing wrong? No

Was there two things wrong? Nope.

Three? Still no.

Let’s just say it was enough to where the car stayed overnight and with an estimate of $1,700 worth of repairs. Luckily it wasn’t an engine issue so I was able to pick it up the next morning, but that also meant I needed to cough up that estimate.

Honestly I’m glad I caught it at the stage it was in (even if it wasn’t great) before things got even worse. There was definitely some initial shock at the price tag, but once it subsided I buckled down to figure out the best way tackle it. Of course this comes at a time when my car insurance payment is just around the corner along with a credit card bill, but you just have to ride with the wave sometimes.

Cars continue to remain the bane of my melodramatic consumer existence and my goal remains to live in a place where I can live without one. Until then though I’m definitely going to the auto-shop more regularly and not those quick oil-change places. Time to really treat my car like the life line it is for me right now.

P.S. I don’t think I ever gave my car a name or if I did I can’t remember it….maybe it’s time?

Photo by Dan Gold on Unsplash

The Bucket List

Today I watched a movie I haven’t had the pleasure of watching in ages; you might have guessed it- The Bucket List. 

It’s one of those movies that seems like everyone saw it at least once and then never watched again. Well, I recommend watching it again. Especially if you’re anything like me and death is one of those things you try your best not to think about.

After watching it again I realized a few things really stood out to me.

The first was the scene when Carter (Morgan Freeman) is told his diagnosis and thinks: “There was a survey once. A thousand people were asked if they could know in advance would they want to know the exact day of their death. 96% of them said no. I always kind of leaned towards the other 4%. I thought it would be liberating, knowing how much time you had left to work with. It turns out, it’s not.”  – (cue the Morgan Freeman voice).

I’m definitely the kind of person who leans towards the 96% and that scene emulates exactly why. As someone who loves to plan there’s always that desire to know your time limits, but that’s a limit from which you just can’t escape. Knowing the day would be soul crushing and then there’s the pressure because the clock it now literally ticking down…

I know that’s a morbid take on it, but it’s a morbid topic guys!

Now if there’s one thing I’ll give this movie, it’s the way in which is handles death. In the past there was only one movie that tackled death in a way I could handle: Never Let Me Go. While that movie will always have a special place in my heart (and I highly recommend it to ANYONE)- The Bucket List definitely confronts it in a much more ‘heads on’ way. When I was younger I don’t think it really resonated because I didn’t think about death and by the time I saw Never Let Me Go I’d easily forgotten all about The Bucket List. Watching it now as an adult though, I definitely have an appreciation for it. Especially this quip.  


Edward Cole: I envy people who have faith, I just can’t wrap my head around it.

Carter Chambers: Maybe because your head’s in the way.


I’m not someone who has a faith or follows a religion. I’m not even spiritual. By all accounts I’m definitely Edward in this scene- and probably most of the movie to be fair, but especially during this part. Why? Because I do envy those who have faith and it’s something I just can’t seem to manage myself. I’m just…here. If we were to break it down it’s probably because I over think things or as Carter said; “my head’s in the way”.

Another thing I enjoyed was how Carter brought other faiths into the mix. Like most people, I generally only ever really think of that sort of stuff in the frame of the current big religions since those are ones I hear about the most in my day to day. So, when Carter brought up the ancient Egyptian approach to death I was pleasantly surprised. I used to be really into ancient Egypt. In fact, I’m sure I have some books still lying around, but I didn’t remember that tidbit and I find it very…I guess beautiful.

You know, the ancient Egyptians had a beautiful belief about death. When their souls got to the entrance to heaven, the guards asked two questions. Their answers determined whether they were able to enter or not. ‘Have you found joy in your life?’ ‘Has your life brought joy to others?’ – (cue the Morgan Freeman voice again).

Those are the questions that resurface at the end of the movie; ‘Have you found joy in your life?’ and ‘Has your life brought joy to others?’. In a way I think that’s all I can strive for really. I like to make others happy and I also want to be happy. What else is there to achieve, right? Well, specifically I think what I want the most is to have been able to make an impact on someone’s life the same way Carter did for Edward. Hopefully the other two will naturally follow…

This is one of those movies that manages to make me laugh and at the end has my eyes watering. In the past I’d never admit to a movie making me teary eyed, but as I’ve gotten older the whole “acting stone cold in order to appear strong” bit doesn’t cut it for me anymore. I’d rather openly be me because in a lot of cases I find not forcing yourself into a mold takes a lot more effort.

With all this being said I think I will create a bucket list and possibly post it that way I’ll have it in a specific place and can update it as I find more things I really want to do. Will the Himalayas be on this list? Hahaha- no. Have you guys seen the movie Everest? If not, I’d look up the story of what happened. SO, unless I can climb a different part…I’ll pass on that adventure for now. 

O.P. 16 January 2018

Holiday Matsuri 2019!

The holiday season is here and what’s a better way to kick it off than going to a convention!?

Now if there’s anyone who hasn’t heard of Holiday Matsuri; never fear- because I only heard about it a few weeks beforehand and can sum it up pretty cleanly. So as the name suggests it’s holiday themed convention held in Orlando every December. A lot of cosplayers go as “holiday” versions of characters and just as many more simply go as their character of choice.

I went as a Star Fleet cadet and a certain Disney princess that I’ve been wanting to cosplay for YEARS. I honestly didn’t think it would happen, but thanks to my partner and his cosplay savvy crew I had a costume AND a staff! All I had to figure out was where to get the wig (Etsy).

To be honest I didn’t think anyone would really pay me any mind at Holmat. After all, I arrived late the first night and threw on a Star Fleet cadet uniform to hang out in the lobby. The way I saw it: I was neither holiday themed or Anime, so I’d just fall into the background.

Turns out I was wrong. Within fifteen minutes of hanging out I was approached by a videographer asking if he could take a video of me. ME. As in someone who had never done a video for ANYONE EVER IN MY LIFE. Did I do the video? Of course! Did I ask a lot of questions about what they wanted? Most definitely. I was even complimented for walking ‘regally’ which is something I’d never heard before- it warmed my heart so much though.

Being back in an environment where so many people are wearing what they please and having fun without a care in the world really helped me start to come out of my shell for the first time in a while. I hadn’t been to a convention since Summer and had all but accepted it would probably be my last. None of my local friends were really interested in conventions and my remote friends were never in town when they happened (I’m not the type to go by myself). This is why I really owe a huge thanks to my partner for not only inviting me and bringing me into his amazing friend group, but also for reigniting the convention spark in me!

By the time we left I’d already confirmed I was going to Dragon Con 2020 as well as at least two other conventions. Not to mention I already have cosplay ideas in the works!

I guess all that’s left would be for me to share a picture, but not only did I not take any pictures of myself…I also didn’t take any pictures of anything else…Oops. Maybe next time though.

[the amazing picture above is not of me]

Why the Sexualization?

It’s an unfortunate thing to have simple actions sexualized: especially when it’s those close to you who are doing it.

Now I understand teasing among friends, but there comes a point when it’s a little…much. In my instance, it started when I made a comment how one of my bros wanted me to teach him to swim.

The fact that we agreed to this in December was just poor planning on both of our parts.

Well this somehow became ‘interesting’ since I was going to be in a bathing suit, it was going to be cold; and there was even comment on how he was probably looking for a way to stay warm.

At first I was thrown off, but then just said there was nothing ‘interesting’ going on. I met the guy this semester and we formed a study group to get through a challenging class. He’d asked if I’d teach him to swim earlier in the semester when he found out I had a pool and I’d said, “Sure”. He’d even planned for another member to join, but they had to take their grandparents to the airport, so they couldn’t come.

Now after the comment was made about ‘staying warm’, I said I was going to go since they were making it awkward and I really wasn’t going for that angle with this guy. They tried to keep the conversation going a bit, but after they said I’d ‘spoiled their fun’ I just changed the topic entirely. And things were fine.

It wasn’t until later that it really began to sink in for me. I’d been straightforward about nothing going on in the beginning and yet they’d kept at it. In the past I don’t think this would’ve bothered me as much, but after everything I’ve been through in the past two years…I think I’m just over it.

It’s like I can’t even have male friends without there being some sort of ‘angle’ where I’m either trying to get with them or they’re trying to get with me. And honestly, it’s mainly my girl friends who do it. My guy friends are pretty lax and get we’re just bros. What probably hit me the hardest was how she’s a victim of assault just like I am, so I guess I thought given the knowledge of my second attack over the summer…she wouldn’t have continued down that route after I’d made it clear the first time?

I used to have a complex when I was younger about how I was constantly praised for my body and therefore must not be the ‘pretty’ or ‘beautiful’ type- just the ‘sexy’ type. After my first assault it seemed the prophecy was right and I fell down a bit of a rabbit hole. I thought I’d found my way back again and then had another incident- this time far worse than the first. It’s been about six months since and I’m happy to say I’ve made some pretty good headway. I’ve gotten to the point where I don’t view myself as a sexual object anymore, I’m opening up to friendships, and I’ve put work into myself. This progress has led me to a point where I guess I’m just not about getting typecast into old tropes anymore.  

Learning to let go of old standards we hold for a person can be a hard thing to do; I know I’m guilty of it for sure, but I’m definitely going to reevaluate how I view people as opposed to the person they’re becoming. We all change as we age- no one stays the same forever and it’s something we have to accept just like we accept it in ourselves.  This is especially true for the people we care about because if we really care then we’d  try to help them become their best self.

This has gone beyond off topic, so I’m going to end it here. If you made it this far though, then congrats because you did it! You made it!

For follow up I’ll just add I did not end up teaching him to swim today because it’s DECEMBER and the water is unacceptable. So, we decided to reschedule for when it’s warm again.

And while the conversation I had may not of had anything to do with old standards…that’s what it ultimately reminded me of and where this cluster of a post went.

I’ll try to keep it more together next time, guys.

O.P 14 December 2017

When You Suck at Something You Love

Little known fact about me: I have NO artistic talent.

In fact, I took culinary arts in middle school just to avoid taking an actual art class! That’s how bad I was and still am to this very day.

As a true fan of web comics/anime/manga, I truly wish I’d put the time in to craft some sort of drawing skill…but it just wasn’t my thing which sucked because I had intricate stories building in my head by the time I was 11. It wasn’t until seventh grade that I thought about actually writing them down.

For the rest of seventh grade I did tons of research and prep work- filling at least one notebook full of information on this world I was creating. I didn’t think my writing was strong, so I’d just jot down the main points for my ‘older self’ to write out. In the mean time, I RP’d online to sharpen my writing (I’m actually very impressed with the forethought of 12 year old me).

It was a golden plan, but as time went on I never brought myself to finish even though I never forgot the story.

Now I’m roughly a half a year away from finishing university and still haven’t taken a pen to that damn paper. I still RP, but I don’t have much confidence in my writing and I can feel it fading more and more as time goes on. The friend I RP with is actually a very good writer and it definitely makes me aware of how terrible mine is in comparison. I’ll admit it definitely discouraged me from pursing my personal project for a while, but I think it took me losing practically all confidence before I gave myself a much needed kick in the ass.

From now on I’m going to really put effort into my replies, fine-tune my writing, and maybe even take a gander at the notes 12 year old me left behind…Maybe >_>

O.P 13 December 2017

‘Tis the Season to Quit Working

Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la!

As pretty much everyone is aware by now (hopefully); it’s December which means the holiday season is in full swing! It’s the time of year when everyone starts stocking up on presents, holiday music starts blasting, the weather gets cool, and…people start dropping from work like flies.

At my job so far we’ve had three hosts, one to-go person, and a cook leave.

Two hosts tried to say they couldn’t say in the university dorms over winter break(a lie) and when management confronted them they chose to quit.

The third host actually had to quit because their ride didn’t want to cart around and then said they weren’t getting enough hours (even though the host had almost 40 hours >_>).

The To-go person is leaving because they graduated this semester and are going home (no hard feelings there, of course).

The cook, on the other hand; wanted something like two weeks off which wasn’t fair to anyone else working, so management said no. Can you guess how the cook reacted? By putting in their two weeks notice of course!I understand people want to be with family during the holidays, but we’re in the service industry people. We can’t all have off for the holidays and we can’t all just suddenly spring up wanting days off less than a month before the busiest time of year. ESPECIALLY when the managers made an announcement months ago about how requests during this time would be handled given expected high volume (plus our managers are pretty good at trying their best to please everyone and aren’t even assholes about it!).

The best part is when this many people leave it then befalls on the remaining staff. For instance: I worked a double Friday, closed Saturday, and had another double Sunday meanwhile I have two huge finals Tuesday. Of course the extra hours are much appreciated, but I found out about my schedule change on THURSDAY. This meant the time I’d allotted myself to study got cut down to Saturday morning and Monday

I WAS AIMING FOR A’S PEOPLE!

All I’m saying is that when you get interviewed; especially as a college student, they specifically ask about your plans during the holidays…The failure of people to plan in advance/blatantly choose to ignore the reality of the sector they work in amazes me (clearly I’m not talking about the people who have emergencies or requested off in advance here).

O.P 11 December 2017