Slice of life

Here's my ig where there are fancy shmancy pictures taken by me.

Here's the ig where I post even more fancy pictures of my dolls and figures.

This blog is a place for my me.

Waking up early is now easier, so I managed to squeeze in some chores before I left my home.

Met my friend.

She's a a nice person but we just don't really vibe with her.

We're different and while I enjoy talking to her the energy and the dynamic when we meet is off.

We had a good time nonetheless.

Talked for a while about our mutual acquaintance.

This revealed some information that was interesting but disappointing a little.

Didn't have much for dinner as we had a pretty filling lunch and after the dinner I cleaned up my workspace to prepare it for crafts.

Spent almost the whole day cleaning up and decluttering my space. It's still hard to get rid of some sentimental stuff but I understand there is no way I'm keeping it and moving to the new apartment. Went to church. Felt terrible after this. People looked like attending church is a duty or a way to make content for their Instagrams.

To wind down I went for a walk. All the parks are closed these days tho so i just had matcha latte (I wanted an orange juice coffee but they ran out of decaf) and got some stuff from the thrift shop.

In the evening I wen on with the decluttering. Did some yoga.

Wow my job was disgusting today. People were annoyingly stupid and I hated it.

Did some cleaning up in the evening. Fell asleep too early.

So my body finally noticed that my sleeping schedule is all over the place recently and I struggle not to fall asleep every second of this day.

Some troubles at work happened and it greatly impacted my mood. The weather is getting colder which is also making me not wanna move or have lunch or be productive. But I should resist this feelings.

My hands are hideous. I should use a lotion or a cream but I hate the oily feeling they leave and every time the weather is cold and windy the skin on my hands becomes crusty, it cracks and bleeds everywhere. It's already the end of an April but it is so cold that my hands can't recover. Does it add character to me? Or does it make me disgusting?

In the evening I tried the pipecleaner craft thingy. It was a surprisingly pleasant experience even though I did a horrible creature that was supposed to be bunny but I failed obviously. I enjoyed the process nonetheless and want to try more. Found a nice luggage shaped keychain which probably will fit my Cu-Poche. That's great.

Finished retouching all the recent photos. Which is great.

Went to sleep too late yesterday and slightly overslept today.

Nothing too terrible.

Yesterday I checked my CuPoche girlie and things are not too good.

She'd tiny. So small. No clothes fit her and the clothes that she has are rather primitive.

I promised myself than this time I won't attempt any new projects to fit them before the vacation. That I will bring the figure that is already fully prepared for the event.

And alas.

The thing is she has a blue bob haircut and I have a lilac bob haircut. And it's so funny.

We'd be so cute.

Maybe we'd even take a pic of me and the girlie.

But she needs clothes.

Ugh.

At least she has shoes...

Also I really want to make a little devil-like-creature to take with me.

And I have like two weeks.

And no skills.

God help me.

Oh and this reminded me that I promised my friend to make a lil rat figurine.

Evenings recently are exhausting.

I live with my parents to spend as much money on mortgage as possible. My future apartment is still in the process of being built.

And the thing is I hate the sound of people chewing. And my stepdad chews very loudly. It drives me crazy.

Recently I decided to finish my main meal as soon as possible and eat salad or dessert after parents finish their food.

Not the perfect solution but it helps for now.

After my two-step dinner I did my nails. Nothing fancy, matt milky white nails. I feel I'm getting overwhelmed easily these days so I wanted something simple.

Also organised recent photos and retouched some of them.

No yoga but cleaned my makeup brushes. I should do it more often so that I need to clean like a couple of them each time, not the whole set.

Whent to bed too late again. It makes it four days in the row which is honestly unacceptable but I can't help it.

No doll craft today.

On the weekend I tried to do some yoga and even though I failed to do yoga yesterday my back and neck feels way better than any other day this year so far.

I should keep going.

Felt better today, though still had to take painkillers.

Spent evening with a friend.

She is a nice person but sometimes our views are drastically different and it's hard for me not to frown from time to time. I try not to argue. Arguing with a friend is not productive.

Overall we spent time very lovely, I took some photos.

After I came home and had dinner I wanted to go to bed right away but then I remembered about what I was thinking in the morning and did a short stretching practice.

Stumbled upon a page of a toy collector and after some posts got an idea about my Cu-Poche girlie. She is an outsider in my collection because of her body but suddenly I have an idea.

If it turn out nicely, she might travel with me while on vacation.

Got my period today.

First of all, it's hella painful this time. My body is against me today.

Second, I checked my calendar and noticed that twice since September last year the cycle was more than 50 days. And if I recall correctly it was when I felt especially low spirits and didn't have enough energy.

Well that's interesting.

Was not productive at work.

Painkillers didn't help much with muscle pain and overall dizziness.

So I spent some time researching places in the city I'll spend vacation in.

At home I had dinner and napped miserably full of pain.

This week I want to attempt some crafts, do my nails, plan my vacation. On the weekend I have a meeting with my friend planned.

Uh okay, so I've got a problem it seems.

We went to an old-timer automobiles exhibition with a friend of mine.

It was a nice experience. Apart from the place being rather crowded everything else was rather pleasing.

Though looking back I understand that I was stiff and bland and didn't express to much emotions regarding the experience.

I think it's because I feel ashamed if I express sympathy towards something that I can consider shameful. I.e. if the thing is considered not the best one by the experts or my acquaintance that I think is more competent than me.

I don't like this revelation.

Had a lovely lunch at Korean BBQ place, cup of matcha latte, took some pictures.

Discussed the vacation in May.

Lost track of time and took the last train to my town.

It was really hard to fall asleep but I guess it's because of the upcoming period.

Overall the day was nice.

Well actually it was a great Saturday.

I cleaned up my space, I organised some shelves, took a silly picture of my doll for an insta story, I mended a lot of clothes.

We ordered pizza for lunch.

I re-deyed my hair.

Didn't do any yoga tho and my whole body is craving some scratching but it's too late now and I still have some other stuff to do.

The goal is to wake up earlier tomorrow to stretch in the morning.

We'll see how will it go.

That's nice, that's totally fine.

What is also nice is that it snows two days in a row here.

I am tired of this, I don't like going outside.

I sleep too much. It's so easy to talk myself into treating myself by a late evening nap turning into a night sleep.

I understood that I need this to be a journaling kind of thing.

I woke up to messages from my colleagues, scheduled some stuff to do when I come to work.

Arrived to the office late due to the snow, traffic, absolutely disgusting April outside.

Did work that I was procrastinating on for several days. As usual there was no need for it, but the creature inside me is so against doing my tasks with no deadline stress.

Went to a cafe for lunch. The salad was divine. I am a bit disappointed that I didn't try it earlier as it is a Seasonal meal and will be out in a week.

By the end of my shift the snow started melting which can mean that it indeed will be more or less warm on Sunday.

Didn't crave sweets too much today. That's a win for me.

Had a horrible headache in the evening so...

March, 12 ('25)

I wanted it to be a place of everyday snaps and thoughts.

And I forgot about it.

I was seeking the ways to make a toyish thingy. Tried couple of craft ideas.

Failed miserably.

And that's perfectly okay.

I don't craft too much so it was expected.

But this day I stumbled upon a nice way to make this little creature.

Bought materials and hoped to attempt some craft the same day but didn't.

But nevertheless we walk at the same time.

It's like we all get our inner timers jammed at the same time.

March, 11 ('25)

While I was thinking about what makes humans real in my eyes I came up with some kind of explanation.

For me it's having and expressing personal preferences and taste.

Well that's kinda obvious you may say.

I'm too bright when it comes to understanding human stuff I will answer.

And the thing is not even that I don't have any personal preferences. Quite the opposite.

But I see two main problems:

1. I may be a people pleaser. I chose what others don't like so that they can get, what they want. I agree to anything my friends offer so that they be comfortable. If i offer something I stress about them being displeased.

2. I got used to being embarrassed for what I like.

March, 10 ('25)

It's strange because I can't say that I live miserable life.

My life is nice.

I've got mortgage, work, friends, hobby.

I just feel like a synthetic thing. Like there is not enough emotions and feelings inside me.

When I meet my friends I have fun but after that I feel like that fun was induced by other people. Like I don't have that inside me.

I scroll blogs in my feed and see people behind them. I see photos of people.

All of them are full of life.

Meanwhile I am not.

March, 9 ('25)

We visited three exhibitions. All of them were horrible.

That doesn't happen all the time, but alas.

The good thing is that I took some pictures of my figurine.

Not to mention the fact that it's always good to meet with a friend.

March 8 ('25)

I cleaned my space a little.

Planted tangerine seeds into the flower pot (spoiler: on Sunday I noticed mold in that pot).

Nothing special.

Dyed my hair lilac and feel amazing about it.

I look at photos of me and I really like what I see.