Navigating My Writing Woes

Hello, my dear blog. It’s been an extremely long time. Fear not, for I am back with the intention of updating this more frequently. I have been busy with creative projects, traveling, work, and getting my shit together. While my shit is more together than it was, I have a long way to go. Anyway…ON WITH TODAY’S TOPIC WHICH IS WRITING!

One of the goals I set for myself quite frequently is to write more. Not only blog posts, but also work on my creative projects. I am the process of writing a book! Something I have been working on for the past 2 years which is so crazy! You’d think, “Wow Becky, you’ve spent two years working on this thing, you must be in the editing stages or almost finished.” You would be completely wrong…

Gosh this is so embarrassing to admit, but I have not even reached the halfway point yet! GAAHHH!  Part of the reason why I’m sucking at putting in the work is I am so god damn lazy. There’s also my TV addiction, writer’s block, and the fact that I’m working on other creative projects. I know, I know! I need to get a grip! Writing is hard though guys. I think my biggest problem is I don’t always know how to execute the many ideas I have, which is where the writers block comes in. Also, I’m just so fucking lazy.

With 2017 fast approaching, I’ve made a decision to just sit down and get to work. There are many things that I want to do creatively aside from finishing this goddamn book and I’m just going to do them. Here is a short list of my current creative project goals:

  1. FINISH THIS BOOK!
  2. Write more comedy sketches
  3. Come up with a stand-up routine (I want to be a comedian)
  4. Make a video
  5. Blog more, obviously!

Instead of waiting for 2017 to actually arrive, I will be starting today. One of the things I try to live by is “No day but today.” If there’s something in your life that you’ve been meaning to do, here is your push to just do it. There is no time like the present.

P.S. Sorry if this post sucks! It’s been a while and I need to get back into this whole blogging thing.

 

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Follow Up: I SAW BERMUDA BOY (aka Al)

Alright, so this post is like 5 months overdue, but after rereading an old post and a goal to blog more about my life, I’ve decided I need to update you on Al aka Bermuda Boy aka my old crush.  If you’re not sure who I’m talking about, I recommend reading my blog post “Lori the Most Inspirational Waitress To Have Ever Lived.”  Here is quick version for those of you that don’t remember and are too lazy to go back:

Basically I reconnected with my old crush Al, code name Bermuda Boy, last year.  He invited me to go party in Bermuda and I DIDN’T GO!  Even though my friends and Lori, the best waitress I’ve ever had, said that I should have gone.  Recently (well back in August), I saw Lori again and had to confess my short comings.

Ironically a few days after I saw Lori, my mom told me that Bermuda Boy and his family were going to be in town.  That’s right, I saw him again.  Face to face.  Gosh, it was something to say the least.

Alright, so a few pieces of information that you need to know before I fully get into this.  Things I was aware of going into this re-meeting, thank you Facebook.  Al is a taken man, has been for more than a year now.  He did not stay single long, in fact he got together with this girl around the time I would have gone to Bermuda.  Maybe I dodged some heartbreak by not going, who knows.  That being said, I was still super excited and extremely nervous to see him again.

Do you have those people that you’ve met on occasion and wish you were better friends with?  I certainly do and Al is one of them.  When we last saw each other 6 years ago we just clicked.  I can’t explain it but even though he’s someone I rarely see, we really connect on a deep level.  It sounds crazy I know.  To be honest, I was 90% sure it was all in my head.  I was a dorky kid in high school and kind of a hopeless romantic.  Here was this cute, super cool guy that was around my age and was giving me the time of day.  That was what I remembered about Al.  I really wasn’t sure if high school me had seen things that weren’t there because she liked the idea of it.  Think about it, up until last year I had no contact with him.  He was friendly, but he could just be a nice guy.  He helped me with what I needed to know and then we went back to our lives.  Hadn’t talked to him much since.  This was the first time I was going to see how much of this stuff I had made up in my head was true.

Gosh I was so nervous that I delayed talking to him as soon as we got to the restaurant.  I, of course, happened to find their family first at the bar when we got there.  It was a surprise to say the least after hearing my mom talk about how they were always late.  I said a quick hello, hugged his parents, and literally went off to find my mom to tell her.  Although as everyone regrouped I had to face him.  We said our hello’s and once the ice was broken we literally did not stop talking.

It was like we had been friends forever and just hadn’t seen each other in a while.  I mean I’ve known him all of my life but we were never close.  Just family friends, ya know?  It was so easy to talk to him and we talked about everything.  I even confessed to him about how I was ready to hop on a plane to Bermuda for cupmatch last year but chickened out because I didn’t have anyone to go with.  He told me that I should have said something and came anyway.  He also insisted that one year I had to come and had an open invitation since he and his family were always going to be there for the event.  Our conversation even got deep as we talked about the troubles of being a twenty-something out of college.  My high school self was not making our clear connection up.  Al was really someone I connected with, which is hard to find.

If the fact that we basically talked and stuck by each the entire time wasn’t enough to convince me that I wasn’t crazy, his dad pulled my mom aside and basically said that this was the most he’s ever seen Al talk ever. Ever!  I sometimes forget that Al can be a quiet guy because we get along.  However, that is a statement.  Maybe there’s hope for us in the end.  If not that’s okay, I’d settle for good friends too.  The two of us just need to be better about keeping in touch and stop being so shy.

P.S. Thankfully the restaurant we ended up at was not the same one that Lori worked out.  She definitely would have remembered me and gone into the story basically telling everyone at the table that I had a crush on Al.  Now that would have been REALLY AWKWARD!

Lori the Most Inspirational Waitress To Have Ever Lived

Have you ever received some amazing advice from an unlikely person or stranger?   Last year this happened to me while I was getting brunch with my friends at a restaurant.  I was kind of in a state of uncertainty at the time.

You see, I had this massive crush on this guy.  He’s my mom’s friend’s son, we’ll call him Al.  Al is a year younger than me, smart, funny, and someone I weirdly get along well with.  The problem, we don’t live in the same country.  He is from Bermuda, went to University in England, and I don’t know where he’s at now (it’s not America though).  The last time I saw him was roughly 6 years ago when his family was visiting mine in America.  Last year we became friends on Facebook and reconnected because my good friend Will was going on a cruise to Bermuda and wanted to know the hot spots.  Apparently, Will had picked the best time to go.

It was cupmatch which is a big deal in Bermuda and basically like a giant party.  Al literally sent me paragraphs upon paragraphs of awesome stuff that was happening that week.  I was super jealous that I wasn’t going to be in Bermuda, so much so that I told Al.  His response, “You should come!”

Not going to lie I’m 90% sure I collapsed on the ground after getting this message.  I mean can you blame me?  Here is this guy I had a crush on, who at the time was recently single, basically inviting me to go party in Bermuda.  I didn’t know what to do with myself.

This happened at the end of June, so for most of July I basically went back and forth on what I should do.  At first, my friend Marley and I were going to see if it were possible to join Will’s cruise.  That fell through, the cruise was way expensive and overbooked.  Then something came up with Marley, so it would just be me traveling there.  I also wasn’t sure how serious Al was and if this was actually a terrible idea.  As I stated earlier, I haven’t seen him in five years and we only just began talking again.  He’s a family friend but not someone I am super close with.  I could show up there and it be incredibly awkward.  I was so torn on what to do.

Fast forward to one day  when Will, my friend Jimmy, and I decided to have brunch at this place in the city.  Of course we talked about my dilemma because it was all I talked about that summer.  They both told me that I obviously had to go, but I was not convinced.  I couldn’t strike that feeling of paranoia.  It got to a point where my friend Will was just like “Let’s ask the waitress!”

Our waitress, Lori, was super sweet and very friendly.  She was a cross between Taylor Swift and Kristen Bell.  After Will told her my problem she gave me some of the best advice I have ever received.  It was so amazing that I won’t be able to do it justice.  Basically, she told me that I had to go.  She said you have to go for it because regardless of what happens with him, it’s a trip to Bermuda!  The trip alone will be an amazing experience and experiences are something you have to go for.  There was obviously more and it was worded better.  I almost cried after she lectured me about how risks are always worth taking.  It was beautiful, plus I had 3 mimosas in me which made me feel even more emotional.

Her advice and that whole experience is something I will never forget.  A few weeks ago, almost a year later, we went back to the restaurant and she happened to be our waitress again.  She even remembered Will and I and asked if I ended up going to Bermuda.  You’re probably curious too after that build up, hell I would be.

Unfortunately, it’s kind of a let down because I didn’t end up going.  Logistically I was having trouble working it out and was a BIG FAT CHICKEN and didn’t ask Al for ideas/help.  Even after Lori’s amazing advice, I was too scared of the bad things that might have happened.  I almost regret it now, but I subscribe to the belief that things happen for a reason.  Overall, I think this has taught me that I need to take more risks and just go for things.  Not taking risks leaves you with a boring life.  So in a month I will be taking a traveling journey to California, Seattle, and South Korea because why the fuck not.

Readers, I urge you to start living your life and just go for things.  You don’t want to be like me and sort of regret not traveling to an exotic island to hang out with someone you haven’t seen in a while because you were scared.  Don’t pass up opportunities.

P.S. I really hope that guy doesn’t stumble upon this page or at least this post.  Talk about an awkward way of someone finding out you had a huge crush on them.

Getting Into Trouble on Snapchat

Snapchat, oh snapchat.  Boy do you have embarrassing dirt on me.

Most of the time, I admit, I’m asking for it seeing as how I only really use the app when I’m drunk.  There’s just something about taking terrible selfies and videos that is so much fun when I’m plastered.  I have a great time and my friends get a kick out of it too (not to mention blackmail…).  Yesterday however, I was not prepared for what snapchat had dealt me.

Okay so like most single people in today’s world, I am on Tinder.  Let’s be real there’s something about matching with people that is fun and a huge confident boost.  I personally don’t take it too seriously.  That being said, I don’t troll around as much as others do.  Anyway, I started talking to this cute dude yesterday and we were being real flirty.  Like REAL flirty and escalated quickly. Not even kidding one second we’re talking about music and the next he’s saying he’s horny.

Usually at this point I’d roll my eyes and unmatch him or something, but it was jokey enough that I just went with it. I don’t know what had gotten into me.  I’m really not a sexual person.  Making out with someone is fun, but I’m not very experienced beyond that.  That being said everyone has days where they’re just hot and bothered and yesterday was one for me.

Thankfully I put a stop to this before things went too far.  I was meeting with my friends soon and I didn’t want this to go on while I was with them.  Talk about awkward.  I flat out said that our convo couldn’t get any more heated, not that it really was that heated, but you get me. Instead of being like see you later he some how convinces me that we should snapchat.

Again, usually I’d back out of this but for some reason  I said yes.  I’m not sure how much of it was his charm or how much I was out of it.  He assured me that he wasn’t just gonna straight up send me a dick pic because I was not about to get sexy on snapchat.  That is just not me.  He just liked using it more or something.  So he adds me and I say goodbye because I’m hanging out with my friends.

Later, I see that I have three snapchats from him.  I opened them with one of my best friend’s Mo because I was still kind of afraid of what they were going to be.  The first one was of him making a cute face.  Not gonna lie, I let out a huge sigh of relief.  The second was just like the first.  The third however, I just couldn’t believe.

No it wasn’t his dick, thank god.  But he took a mirror shot of of himself with him dragging the neck of his shirt down, trying (and sort of failing) to look sexy.  The caption was “Horny yet? ;)”  Not even kidding, I fell to the floor pissing my pants.  In hindsight, I should have been expecting this but it still surprised me.  I think what really made me die was the fact that he tried to look sex y and failed. I wish I saved the picture so you all could see but you’ll have to use your imaginations.  It was that good.  I almost wish he had sent another like it, it was too funny.

P.S. Have to say though he was definitely more attractive in his cute snapchats than his Tinder profile pics.  Go figure.

Bathroom Line Conversations

More often than not there is a line for the women’s bathroom.  There’s no avoiding it no matter how hard that you try.  I mostly mind my own business but sometimes you run into quite the characters waiting in that line or in the woman’s bathroom itself.

I bumped into one of these characters on my way to the bathroom yesterday.  It was a one stall bathroom and this old woman and I happened upon it at the same time.  She was very kind and asked if I had to go really bad.  I didn’t and told her to go ahead.  Side note, even if I had I probably would have still let her go first because I feel like it is an unwritten rule that you always gotta let the old lady go first.  So she goes and I wait.  When she gets out some time has passed but she felt that she took a long time so she apologizes to me.  The way she did it was so funny I had to share (though it is kind of tmi haha).  She says “I’m sorry, when you get older it dribbles out.”

I can’t even comment further, the statement speaks for itself.

P.S.  Old people are my favorite.  Literally you never know what’s going to come out of their mouth.  It’s why hanging out with my grandma is a ton of fun but also a little scary.

The Art of Faceplanting

Faceplant (plural faceplants)
1. (informal) The act of landing face first, as a result of an accident or error.

 Faceplants are not your every day occurrence.  Even when you’re as clumsy as I can be, they only happen every so often and thank god for that.  Unless you’re able to catch yourself really quickly or have cat like reflexes,  falling on your face hurts!  There’s no cushion like when you fall on your ass and it’s hard to pretend like it didn’t happen, especially when you’re leading the pack coming out of the subway.

Recently, I went out with my friend to the Lower East Side.  It was a good time though I was a little bit of a hot mess on our journey home, especially in regards to the subway.  So I follow my friend down but I sort of lose him on the stairs.  I wore heels that night because I wanted to dress up a little bit.  Surprisingly I have mastered walking in heels on a flat surface, stairs not so much.  Eventually I get down there and see my friend waiting for me.  I touch his shoulder, he turns and I realize that the person who my hand is on is not my friend but an attractive guy.  Talk about awkward.  Thankfully my friend pulled me in the opposite direction soon after because we had gone down the wrong side.  See what I mean about hot mess.

The most embarrassing moment however was exiting the subway I missed a step, and where you guessed it, I faceplanted.  Thankfully it wasn’t a hard fall, but still super embarrassing.  There were people behind us who had also made the same mistake.  Not gonna lie I was afraid I was going to get trampled or something.  The worst part was that I almost fell again because in the heels made it hard to get back up.  I guess the lesson learned here is always watch your step when coming out of the subway.

P.S. That guy was so cute, I almost wish I had talked to him even with the potential of embarrassing myself more.