As a psychologist and researcher I’ve become pretty skilled at observing people’s behaviors. I like secretly spying on unsuspecting pedestrians from my balcony. Nobody notices I’m there so there is no “experimenter bias,” meaning that people behave differently because they know someone is watching them. Therefore the observed behaviors can be thought of as genuine actions stemming from the “participants” only.
So what is it then, this particular behavior that I have been observing the last two months? Well, I’ve become aware of the large amounts of birds in my new neighborhood. The animal kind, not the British equivalent for hot girls. Especially pigeons are very prominent in my area and there are three different ways people handle this inhabitant.
First of all, there are The Pigeon People (TPP) who are obsessed with the flying creatures. They say dog owners look like their dogs, well, the TPP descended from the same ancestor as the pigeons. You know how pigeons bob their heads when they walk? So do the TPP, especially when reunited with their third cousin. The two walk around each other in some kind of mating dance, whilst the human is loving this “connection” with the animal, the bird is only trying to get to its food thinking, get out of my fucking way human. (FYI: this actually happened!)
“I was always too concerned about what everybody would think. But I can’t live for everybody, I gotta live my life for me.”
Whenever I am in need of some encouragement to uplift my mood, I turn to music. Especially India Arie’s music has a positive, inspirational power. She sings about life’s struggles that everyone goes through and gives new ways to look at them. Her lyrics are honest, genuine and heartfelt, and resonate with me throughout my whole being. I think the overall message of her music is that you can choose happiness. “Paradise is in your mind.” I’ve written an extinsive blogpost about mindfulness, that goes a bit further into detail about how you can choose happiness by choosing your thoughts. To read it click HERE.
I advice you to play the numbers below and really listen to what she’s singing. Guaranteed you will be forced to think and reconsider the “truth” to your thoughts.
I have a boyfriend ergo, I have a whole family in law that comes with it. As they do not live around the corner, we visit them only once every few weeks or so. Because we don’t come around very often, my mother in law likes to go all-out when it comes to cooking. The meats only come from quality butchers and the vegetables are always fresh. Moreover, she makes sure the food is presented neatly and nicely.
Recently, I met up with the in-laws for a brunch and the food was abundant. Three different kinds of cheese, three different kinds of meat, three different kinds of marmalade, four different kinds of bread, salmon salad, crab salad, egg omelet; enough to choose from and too much to fully finish. I just had to take pictures and share it with you guys. I hope to inspire you when you want to make your own brunch. Nom away!
Growing up I was never allowed to have a pet. I never really minded: I did not like the hassle of walking a dog and I did not like cats at all. Then I met my current boyfriend. He came with a companion that I just needed to accept as they were inseparable. His name: Noodles. His species: cat. Noodles and I were not really ready to share. He had enjoyed all the attention for so long and now there was this human invading his space. I did not particularly like Noodles: he always tried to nip my heels when I walked by and he had the tendency to scratch me and then pretend nothing happened. Both of us could not have foreseen that things would ever change. That we would actually like each other.
I legit had to think for a moment if the title of this article was the actual Kelis song lyric, but no. It’s milkshake. Fail. Let’s have another cup of coffee shall we?
Okay, so *surprise, surprise* this post will be about lipsticks. To be a bit more specific, I will review the Miss Sporty ones. A new range called “My BFF lipstick” was recently launched. The packaging looked really high-end so I was curious whether they would also look high-end on! Here is some quick information on the product:
When I find myself in a restaurant, I will probably spend half an hour on choosing what to have for dinner. The main courses sound great, but I don’t know whether or not I’m going to like this sophisticated description of a meal. Words such as “sauteed this” or “that with sauvignon blanc” mean shit to me. Moreover, the price tags do not allow for me to take a gamble. If I don’t like the meal, I will have waisted 20 Euros, and still find myself with an empty stomach at the end of the evening. Can’t. Afford. That. Therefore I mostly end up either choosing a well-known main course (such as pizza or pasta) OR I go and order two appetizers, because appetizers are a completely different species.
When I’m short of money – story of my life – but in desperate need for new clothes – as I always am – I go to Primark. I can literally spend an entire afternoon at this shop, easily. Browsing row after row, tackling section after section, I make my way to the changing rooms. Because you can solely take eight clothing pieces at a time to try on (scandalous!), I always have to return and get back in line at least three or four times with the remaining items. (Primark; please change the policy on this one.) At checkout I leave with about 5 per cent of the total items I tried on, still eight new clothing pieces richer though!
Oh, BBC. You create the most wonderful series! I have a thing for period drama’s and shows with a great amount of detail. With the help of Netflix I have discovered (perhaps some lesser known) series that are definitely worth your time. BBC series are often incredibly accurate representations of specific period and the becomes evident by the costuming, the sets and even the language used by the characters! I love American series, don’t get me wrong, but at times those are a little bit over the top. So when I just want to watch a good story my network of choice is the BBC.
I am always busy. Let me rephrase that, I always keep myself busy. A while ago I realized that the way I was living had to change, because it was not serving me well. From the moment I woke up, to the moment I went to sleep, I was always doing something. There was never a gap in my day to think things and evaluate how I was doing. Let me sketch an average day for:
It is October, meaning for all you studying folks out there that we’re already one month in! One month has come and gone. I’ve had my first exam and stresses of making assignments and acing tests are piling up. Slowly, the excitement of starting a new year of my studies is beginning to fade.
This weekend I wanted to have a break from my routine of studying all day, every day and do something completely different. It’s not extraordinary in the sense that I went skydiving, but I wanted to get out of the house and out of the city.