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A Love Letter to San Diego

 

I like San Diego, I like it quite a lot. I’ve always loved the beach and so just being near it makes me such a happy girl. This city also happens to be where one of the people I love the most in the world lives as well as it is home to some of the best Mexican food ever! (I don’t say that lightly, it really is amazeballs. Just thinking about it makes my heart long for a big massive California burrito.) These pictures were taken at PB which is what the locals call Pacific Beach. It’s like a really popular beach spot where the streets are filled with bars and coffee shops as well as a packed boardwalk filled with everything from pedestrians to skateboarders to scooter-ers…? (I don’t know what you call a person on a scooter so we’ll go with scooter-ers.) I love the vibe in this city, it’s like everyone wants to stay young forever, it’s awesome. I really wish I could stay young forever. This is now my fourth time in San Diego and every time I come, I fall more and more in love. It’s starting to be a problem though because every time it’s time to leave I get closer and closer to not getting back on my flight…Now don’t get me wrong, I love being from where I’m from and I’m very proud of it but when there are places like San Diego in the world, how can I not live there, I feel like it’s so me!

Even as a kid, I’ve always known exactly what I want, perhaps it’s partly because of my stubbornness but still. My mom has always told me that if I want something bad enough, I’ll find a way and I know in my heart that I NEED San Diego, my mind is made up.

Dear San Diego, please make room for me. I promise I’ll treat you well and always be thankful for the beauty and chill vibes you have to offer. I’ll learn to surf, dress like a billabong advert and always cheers to you as I’m sitting with my toes in the sand, beer in one hand and California burrito in the other. I know long distance is hard right now but don’t give up on us, I’m coming soon I promise…I love you California.

xoxo,

Awkward Girl 🙂

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A little rant: About pants

Before we begin:

1.No I did not intentionally mean for the title to rhyme but turned out cool right?

2.This rant is highly influenced by the fact that I love wearing skirts and dresses so just keep that in mind as you go through this reading.

Alllllrighty,

Oh pants, we’ve had quite a tremulous relationship haven’t we? You have let me down sometimes but I have to admit that so have I, as I tend to leave you lonely at the bottom of my dresser. You offer absolutely no wiggle room for my tummy or thighs which makes me feel like a tightly packed sausage at a meat deli. Although you suck me in and attempt to show off what I have to offer, I sometimes just want to be free from your restraints and I often feel like you hold me back from doing the things that I want to do, like breathe or eat a cheeseburger. Over the years, you have been getting better though, with your addition of high waisted styles which, let me tell you, is a great step up from your low rise mommy daycare type look. Also, I very much appreciate the artistic liberty you’ve taken with the “ripped jeans” look. It lets my legs breath but sometimes if you’re too tight, I look like a sausage and I can’t say I like that very much. Last year, you decided to give out on me and rip in front of not only my friends but my coworkers and the community, I was mad at you and rightfully so. Although what you did was insensitive to my feelings, I shouldn’t have cut you out the way I did. Yes, I did wear skirts instead of you for a very long while after our falling out, I just needed some space, my rear end and legs needed the space to be exact. This year, I agree to turn a new leaf. No more fighting, no more neglect from my part and please for goodness sake no tarring from your end, please! So far this year, I have been impressed but don’t go slacking now, midterm season is approaching so I’ll need all the waist band room you can give me. Anyways, I’m sorry but I think we can mend (like the pants I ripped) what was broken and move on to happier times together.

Sincerely,

Awkward Girl.

PS: Shoutout to Old Navy for my first ever pair of skinny jeans in middle school. My mom wasn’t sure about you, but you guys ended up being awesome! You are the OG skinnies and always will be, love ya <3

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I have an Idea! (It concerns avocado’s and toast)

One thing you must know about me is that I love food! Now I know I probably have that in common with a lot of people but I really take my “food love” seriously. I love researching food, looking at it, eating it, learning about it, really everything about it, I love. One of my favourite foods to indulge in (I say indulge not because the food itself is unhealthy but it can be pretty expensive for it’s value) is avocado toast!! Just thinking about it gets my salivary glands jumping for joy. As much as I love this tasty treat, it is crazy expensive! Why? WHY? It’s only some toast and a half an avocado smeared on top, it should not be 10$ right? Anyways, because I love it so much, I stupidly still end up paying 10$ for my avocado toast. Because I kept getting duped out of my money by this simple yet delicious dish, I started getting full investigator up in here and going on crazy web searches for the cheapest avocado toast in Vancouver. Through (what felt like) countless hours of research, a thought occurred to me: In a city as trendy as Vancouver, why has nobody invented an avocado toast only restaurant or cafe? If it was moderately priced and well marketed, I bet it would be super successful (this is coming from me, a person with absolutely 0 business or entrepreneurship experience so take this with a grain of salt). It would greatly popular with all the hipsters and boogie health yoga moms wondering the streets of Vancouver + me. So here is my avocado toast restaurant/cafe idea blueprint:

-Restaurant will be green on the inside, but a nice green, one that doesn’t leave you feeling nauseous.

-Name is still a work-in-progress, but I’m thinking something cute like “Avo-lisicous” or, something edgy like “Avo + Toast.” (the period at the end ads edgy intrigue you know?)

-The menu will be filled with different crazy concoctions for avocado toast while also having a “build your own” option where, similar to subway, there will be a variety of toppings behind an enclosed glass casing where you will ask your “avocado barista” to build your very own creation.

-The already pre-set avocado toast menu will include items such as:

1)The “Original” (obviously): sourdough bread topped with avocado, olive oil and salt and pepper.

2)The “Breakfast Sandwich Avo” toast: English muffin topped with avocado, poached egg, bacon and parmesan cheese.

3)The “Avocado Waffle”: Belgian waffle topped with avocado, candied walnuts and a very light drizzle of honey.

4)The “French Avo”: Baguette topped with avocado, blue cheese, prosciutto, arugula and walnuts.

I have more ideas but you get the gist of it ya?

In conclusion, if Vancouver had an all avocado toast restaurant or cafe type place, that would be awesome and I would eat there. The end.

 

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Anecdote #1: Treadmill Incident

So, the other day I was at the gym trying to run off the several handfuls of honey shreddies I had scarfed down the night before (Side bar: Am I the only one who loves to eat dry cereal as a midnight snack? Well if that’s you, I would 10/10 recommend honey shreddies, super yummy!), when I slowly started to feel my ponytail slipping out. Now you might think that the fact that my ponytail was coming un-done is a very un-imporant detail to my story but in reality, it’s the first piece of the puzzle that lead to the embarrassing story I’m about to share. So back to the ponytail, it started to get undone so I tried to re-tie it while trying to maintain my oh so elegant jog. All while this was happening, the song on my playlist had ended and I really wanted to listen to it again so, as the very impatient person I am, I wanted to click the replay button right away despite the fact that I was jogging and re-tieing my ponytail. Let me set the scene for you: I had one hand in my hair, one hand fidgeting with my phone and then my feet wiggle-waggling all over the place trying to keep it all together. I’ve never been a good multi-tasker and some external force definitely wanted to remind me of this in this moment. Before I knew it, my hand got caught in my earphones which pulled my phone forward off the ledge it was rested on. I frantically released the grip from my hair in an attempt to catch my phone. Because I was concentrating so hard on trying to make sure my phone wasn’t going to fall, I some how forgot that I needed to keep moving my feet on the treadmill. In this moment, I had to make a very hard decision, 1) let my phone fall or 2) let myself have a very nice trip and fall down the treadmill. As much as I love my phone, I decided to prioritize my face in this moment of crisis. I quickly put my hands on the handlebars of the treadmill and jumped off the fast moving carpet beneath me. As I was happy for my face, I watched in pain as my phone sky rocketed across the treadmill and crash into the elliptical behind me. I then with all my courage, very elegantly ended my session on the treadmill, picked my phone up from the ground and quickly, very very quickly left the gym. No honey shreddies were burnt off that day.

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