manboobmaiden:

who decided being gay wasn’t manly? gay sex is technically twice as manly, you are literally doubling the amount of men in it

bakerhi:
Baking is methodical: Every measurement is precise, so you need to concentrate on only the baking when you’re doing it - in turn, clearing your head.
Baking takes time: If you dedicate yourself to this activity, you’re setting time aside for yourself indirectly. Therefore creating a safe space where no-one can bother you. This is of course, when you’re like me and you kick everyone else out of the kitchen.
Baking is relaxing: When have you not appreciated the scent of fresh baked cookies in your living space? Really.
Baking is satisfying: Cookie dough? Check. Actual cookies? Check. Let’s be real, sometimes you need to eat your feelings.
Baking is motivational: You can’t just sit and wallow in whatever you’re stressed about when you’re baking. You have 10 minute intervals to sit and contemplate life, the world and everything. (the answer will always be 42 - props if you get this reference)
Baking is satisfying (pt 2): For me, my coworkers adore it when I’m stressed. Not in the “haha, Rhiannon’s life is hard right now” kind of sense, but more the “sweet, I got unexpected breakfast AND dessert in the same day.”
Baking is deceiving: I think I’m an anomaly. I don’t really watch TV, I play video games (when I’m not baking/working) and I’m not a huge fan of cooking. Last night, I made macaroni and cheese, strawberry muffins and monster cookies. Tonight I made my favorite chocolate chip cookie recipe. It makes people think that I’m on speed, because no one else can “find the time to bake.” It’s really that I don’t really have a lot of hobbies. There, now you know.
Baking is productive: Baking gives you the ability to not only scientifically and mathematically massage your brain, but see a finished product. Hopefully you remembered to put both cups of flour in (speaking from experience here).
Baking is exercise: Okay, so maybe I’m a little biased here, but for me, I try really hard not to use my mixer when I don’t have to, and I remember even as a kid, when you get a good cookie dough going, it gets tough to mix after a while. Reaching for ingredients? Or the fact that you’re probably standing while you’re mixing all these ingredients. Point being: at least you’re not sitting doing nothing. See reason #5.
Baking is good: This blog has brought me a lot of joy, and whenever I feel like I’m less of a person, or like all the effort I’m putting into the things I’m doing is amounting to nothing, I’ll look to this blog for visible proof that I’ve grown and evolved over the past three years, and my followers here appreciate when I post new recipes for them to hate me for making and not giving to them personally. Sorry guys, you know I’d totally bake for all of you! ;) 
Bake it out guys. <3 bakerhi

This can go the same way with Cooking right? I mean, I do both, but I cook more and this is all still applicable. I love this.

bakerhi:

  1. Baking is methodical: Every measurement is precise, so you need to concentrate on only the baking when you’re doing it - in turn, clearing your head.
  2. Baking takes time: If you dedicate yourself to this activity, you’re setting time aside for yourself indirectly. Therefore creating a safe space where no-one can bother you. This is of course, when you’re like me and you kick everyone else out of the kitchen.
  3. Baking is relaxing: When have you not appreciated the scent of fresh baked cookies in your living space? Really.
  4. Baking is satisfying: Cookie dough? Check. Actual cookies? Check. Let’s be real, sometimes you need to eat your feelings.
  5. Baking is motivational: You can’t just sit and wallow in whatever you’re stressed about when you’re baking. You have 10 minute intervals to sit and contemplate life, the world and everything. (the answer will always be 42 - props if you get this reference)
  6. Baking is satisfying (pt 2): For me, my coworkers adore it when I’m stressed. Not in the “haha, Rhiannon’s life is hard right now” kind of sense, but more the “sweet, I got unexpected breakfast AND dessert in the same day.”
  7. Baking is deceiving: I think I’m an anomaly. I don’t really watch TV, I play video games (when I’m not baking/working) and I’m not a huge fan of cooking. Last night, I made macaroni and cheese, strawberry muffins and monster cookies. Tonight I made my favorite chocolate chip cookie recipe. It makes people think that I’m on speed, because no one else can “find the time to bake.” It’s really that I don’t really have a lot of hobbies. There, now you know.
  8. Baking is productive: Baking gives you the ability to not only scientifically and mathematically massage your brain, but see a finished product. Hopefully you remembered to put both cups of flour in (speaking from experience here).
  9. Baking is exercise: Okay, so maybe I’m a little biased here, but for me, I try really hard not to use my mixer when I don’t have to, and I remember even as a kid, when you get a good cookie dough going, it gets tough to mix after a while. Reaching for ingredients? Or the fact that you’re probably standing while you’re mixing all these ingredients. Point being: at least you’re not sitting doing nothing. See reason #5.
  10. Baking is good: This blog has brought me a lot of joy, and whenever I feel like I’m less of a person, or like all the effort I’m putting into the things I’m doing is amounting to nothing, I’ll look to this blog for visible proof that I’ve grown and evolved over the past three years, and my followers here appreciate when I post new recipes for them to hate me for making and not giving to them personally. Sorry guys, you know I’d totally bake for all of you! ;) 

Bake it out guys. 
<3 bakerhi

This can go the same way with Cooking right? I mean, I do both, but I cook more and this is all still applicable. I love this.

If you haven’t seen this, you MUST! I have not laughed so hard in forever!

Too much of a Friend?

Do you ever get the feeling that you’re too much of a friend? Like you appreciate your friends more than they appreciate you?

I get this feeling more than often. Growing up with the friends I have, we’re in very in-tune with each other’s emotions and sensitivities, and we all share our appreciation for each other. When we talk, we always end with an “I love you” and we hardly ever forget to thank each other for being there for each other. However, with some friends I am making here, I feel that I appreciate them more than they do me.

Since I started College, some of my best friends that I’ve made just act differently than what I’m used to. I’m always trying to talk to them, see how they’re doing, hang out, etc. but they don’t do the same to me. Don’t get it twisted though, in no way am I like texting them every day or anything, I’m just text to check-in every several days to see how everything’s going, if they have any plans for the weekend or something and usually we’ll do something, but what bothers me is that I’m always the one doing it. Some times, my friends and I go a week without talking until I text them and then they’re like “Why haven’t we talked in so long?” and I want to be like “Cause you don’t appreciate me, duh!”, but of course I refrain. I just…I mean, is it like a College thing that people just don’t do the same thing that they used to do just a year before in high school? Do my friends really not appreciate me as much? Or am I being too overbearing as a friend. 

Maybe I just have a hard time adjusting from Status Quo and rapid change throws me off. Like I said, before I moved, my friends and I just always did this. It wasn’t even me initiating it, it just happened, but now it doesn’t. Maybe something’s wrong with me and I just have to adjust and adapt like I have with everything else in my life. You there, kind reader, help me…It’s alright if you’re honest, I need an opinion and yours definitely matters. 

Do I have a right to feel this way, or am I really being too much of a friend?

“Being as in love with you as I am”

So I’ve been listening to a lot of The XX lately, and Angels is probably my favorite song, and it’s also got me thinking about the guys I have liked and the guys that I still like. I mean, it’s not like I was in love with them, but at the same time, I liked them a lot but nothing ever happened. It’s funny because so many boys will say that they always give someone a chance, yet I never got mines. Am I not worthy enough? I know that friends will say I’m more than enough, but then why does nobody else feel that way? 

My friends say that I have high standards but I really don’t see it. I’m not asking for Jake Gyllenhaal here, just someone who’s passionate, smart, kind, and knows how to treat others. Am I big on faces? Yes, I am, and teeth. But does that really make me superficial? And if it does, don’t we all have a bit of that in us? Would I prefer someone thinner over heavier? Of course, but only because I’m trying to lose weight and I don’t want us to both struggle with this, it’s hard enough for me. However, I’m not going to count you out because of weight. I mean, Health is very important to me but being overweight does not,in any way, mean you’re unhealthier than someone who is thin. I hate the stigma that society has put on us, that gay culture has put on me. They’re both interfering with something that should be natural to a human; love. And for the guys I have liked, or like currently, as people who always claim that you give everyone a chance, can you actually do so? Not for me, but for future people who you might get to love if you gave them the chance too.

As people who are always trying to go against society’s norms, let’s stop perpetuating the stigma that’s been put on us and truly give everyone the chance to find love. I know, I sound like a hippie right now, but nobody deserves to be loveless, and I’m not saying because I’m loveless, I’m saying because I know how it feels, and I know how it will continue feeling until someone can give me, can give us, a chance. Cause I know we’re all worth it.can give us, a chance. Cause I know we’re all worth it.

Mess Of Unfinished Thoughts?

So I haven’t actually written in so long and seeing that past quote really made it clear to me. I’m a mess of unfinished thoughts. I have like 10 Drafts in here that I’ll never post because everything I have is unfinished, which is sort of a metaphor for my life; a mess of unfinished thoughts

Lately, life has been hectic. My parent’s health is deteriorating and I’m the one taking care of them, but I’ve been doing so since I was 15 so it’s not really a big deal. I feel like I don’t have any friends or that nobody really likes me which is a seriously stupid thing because I’m well aware of how many amazing friends I have, yet I can’t shake this feeling. I’m still overweight and I feel like no matter what I do, I’m never going to be fit and feel attractive. My grades this first year of College were average; I’m just getting by, and I hate that. I’m losing sight of who I am, and it’s stressing me out. The stress if really getting to me. I can see it affecting me in my daily life. In the way I socialize to the way I act; I’m easily irritated, I’m snappy, I’m stuttering on every other word, I’m hormonal and emotional. I’m no longer relaxed, ever. It’s sad because I think I’m an emotional wreck, but I know that if I take the time to sit and evaluate everything, I won’t be as much of a mess as I think and that makes me more of a mess because then I’ll think I’m stupid for thinking like that which’ll distress me even more. On top of that, I can never take the time to sit down and evaluate because I can never finish my evaluations in the first place. I have so much stress and so many worries that I’m losing sight of my goals, of what I want to do, of who I want to be. I’m not thinking clearly cause I never really know what I’m thinking. Currently…

I’m a mess of unfinished thoughts

(Or maybe I’m just thirsty as fuck and this is all just pent-up sexual frustration and if I ever get some then all my problems will be solved and I’ll be on cloud-fucking-nine….Yeah, the latter would be so much easier to go with)

I’m a mess of unfinished thoughts.
—John Mayer. (via nuendah)

(Source: youthful-sadness)

Purple: 10 facts about my room
Blue: 9 facts about my family
Green: 8 facts about my body
Yellow: 7 facts about my childhood
Orange: 6 facts about my home town
Red: 5 facts about my best friend
Pink: 4 facts about my parents
White: 3 facts about my personality
Grey: 2 facts about my favorite things
Black: 1 fact about the person I like
We can’t jump off bridges anymore because our iPhones will get ruined. We can’t take skinny dips in the ocean, because there’s no service on the beach and adventures aren’t real unless they’re on Instagram. Technology has doomed the spontaneity of adventure and we’re helping destroy it every time we Google, check-in, and hashtag.
—Jeremy Glass, We Can’t Get Lost Anymore (via creatingaquietmind)

(Source: her0inchic)

1. push yourself to get up before the rest of the world - start with 7am, then 6am, then 5:30am. go to the nearest hill with a big coat and a scarf and watch the sun rise.

2. push yourself to fall asleep earlier - start with 11pm, then 10pm, then 9pm. wake up in the morning feeling re-energized and comfortable.

3. erase processed food from your diet. start with no lollies, chips, biscuits, then erase pasta, rice, cereal, then bread. use the rule that if a child couldn’t identify what was in it, you don’t eat it.

4. get into the habit of cooking yourself a beautiful breakfast. fry tomatoes and mushrooms in real butter and garlic, fry an egg, slice up a fresh avocado and squirt way too much lemon on it. sit and eat it and do nothing else.

5. stretch. start by reaching for the sky as hard as you can, then trying to touch your toes. roll your head. stretch your fingers. stretch everything.

6. buy a 1L water bottle. start with pushing yourself to drink the whole thing in a day, then try drinking it twice.

7. buy a beautiful diary and a beautiful black pen. write down everything you do, including dinner dates, appointments, assignments, coffees, what you need to do that day. no detail is too small.

8. strip your bed of your sheets and empty your underwear draw into the washing machine. put a massive scoop of scented fabric softener in there and wash. make your bed in full.

9. organise your room. fold all your clothes (and bag what you don’t want), clean your mirror, your laptop, vacuum the floor. light a beautiful candle.

10. have a luxurious shower with your favourite music playing. wash your hair, scrub your body, brush your teeth. lather your whole body in moisturiser, get familiar with the part between your toes, your inner thighs, the back of your neck.

11. push yourself to go for a walk. take your headphones, go to the beach and walk. smile at strangers walking the other way and be surprised how many smile back. bring your dog and observe the dog’s behaviour. realise you can learn from your dog.

12. message old friends with personal jokes. reminisce. suggest a catch up soon, even if you don’t follow through. push yourself to follow through.

14. think long and hard about what interests you. crime? sex? boarding school? long-forgotten romance etiquette? find a book about it and read it. there is a book about literally everything.

15. become the person you would ideally fall in love with. let cars merge into your lane when driving. pay double for parking tickets and leave a second one in the machine. stick your tongue out at babies. compliment people on their cute clothes. challenge yourself to not ridicule anyone for a whole day. then two. then a week. walk with a straight posture. look people in the eye. ask people about their story. talk to acquaintances so they become friends.

16. lie in the sunshine. daydream about the life you would lead if failure wasn’t a thing. open your eyes. take small steps to make it happen for you.
Sixteen Small Steps to Happiness (via sharmaine-xo)
Insanity Day 1 - Fit Test

Switch Kicks - 74

Power Jacks - 34

Power Knees - 64

Power Jumps - 10

Globe Jumps - 7

Suicide Jumps - 2

Push-Up Jacks - 1

Low Plank Obliques - 15

So I told myself that since my first year of College is done with, I will really taking this summer to focus on myself and my health, a lot more than I have been all year. I was on a Vacation of course so I slacked off when I shouldn’t have, but I promised self when I get back, I’d take a day to rest(Cause you know, driving 10 hours straight is exhuasting) and the next day to just do something..and I did. That day is today and I decided to just start the Insanity workout! I just finished the fitness test and I’m not sure how I feel about my result but I’m keeping in mind that I am a 300+ lbs Man so I shouldn’t have expectations that are too high for myself and keep them within my capabilities. However, I did some of the exercises better than the two who did it with me on the screen(Tanya and Nick was it?), so it made me better about myself, and only proves that your weight doesn’t ever prove how capable you are of doing things, because I think I have some good numbers…and my stretching was on point. I may be big, but I’m a flexible-ass man. Anyways, this was my first day so lets see if I can keep up every day now, because lord knows I need to if I want to get to where I want to be. 

Peace, Love, and Health

(P.S. I fucking hate Tanya)

The thing about a story is that you dream it as you tell it, hoping that others might then dream along with you, and in this way memory and imagination and language combine to make spirits in the head. There is the illusion of aliveness.

Tim O’Brien; The Things They Carried (via wordpainting)

God, I love a good book.

Artist: Nicki Minaj
Album: Pink Friday: Roman Reloaded
Track: Roman in D: Roman Reloaded
Plays: 173,414

poopflow:

i hope everything on the planet gets destroyed and only this is left for other species to find the only artifact of what humans left behind 

Why am I really really into this?

(Source: migscast)

Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place.
—Kurt Vonnegut (via creativecloud)