Seriously... Turn down for what?

I'm currently taking Cognitive Behavioural Therapy (CBT) for psychosis and think a lot of people could benefit from this kind of therapy. So here are my notes on how Cognitive Behavioural Therapy works and how you can use it in practice to help with any symptoms you may have with schizophrenia, depression, anxiety or anything else in your life that troubles you that you'd like to change.

No drugs, just positive thinking, practice and hard work. Don't worry, it's worth it!

Cognitive Behavioural Therapy focuses on your Thoughts-Emotions-Behaviour and how they relate to each other. Your emotions are how you feel and your thought is your way of thinking. You can't always control your thoughts or feelings, but you can control your behaviours. So when you are feeling sad, all you have to do is change your behaviour to be more positive and it will help your feelings and your way of thinking.

Here is an example on how to use this simple method to help change your perspective and help you along the way to being a healthier you:

You're walking down the street and you see someone walking by. It is the winter and the person is bundled up to keep warm, but you can't help shake the feeling that they have been following you. They are definitely the person who was behind you on the bus, and they have been following you walk down the street for 2 blocks now, the conclusion your brain reaches is that this person wants to hurt you in some way.

Thought: This person in the large coat wants to hurt me
Feeling: Scared, Anxious
Behaviour: Avoid that person, or maybe avoid people entirely.

The thoughts lead us to the feeling, which in turn leads us to the behaviour. If you do nothing to change this way of thinking, eventually you're brain will associate going out with all these negative emotions. So put on your critical thinking caps. We're about to go for a ride.

Instead of thinking "This person wants to hurt me" try thinking critically.
Is it cold? Should this person be bundled up, if yes, then that doesn't seem as suspicious, does it? Or maybe this person isn't the same person. In fact, I'm sure if you thought back you're realize you don't actually remember who was on the bus with you, so it could have very well been someone else who had a simaler coat on the bus than the person following you now. And most likely they just happen to be walking in the same direction, not following you.

Assessing your feelings can be helpful. Knowing how you are feeling can be helpful to find out how to change your emotion. If you know what emotion you feel, you may know the oposit feeling to try and change it to. The oposite of "sad" is "happy" the oposit of "distresed" is "comfort". Knowing how you feel is important for knowing how to change that emotion to something positive.

Modifying behaviour is first step. Decart said "I think therefor I am" however, this is more like "I act, therefor I believe". Instead of doing something negative, do something posotive, even if you don't feel like it. If it's for your own benefit it must be good. Instead of hiding under your sheets in bed all day, try going for a walk. Or atleast cleaning up a little. When you are feeling good about yourself try making a list of all the things that cheer you up and on days were you don't feel motivated just do one of the things on that list to try and cheer yourself up.

So bringing this new critical thinking skill, Assessment of feelings and behaviour medification into the mix lets re-evaluate The Thought-Feeling-Behaviour example.

Thought: That person is just on there way to work, or just happen to be headed in the same direction as me.
Feeling: Calm
Behaviour: Continue on with your day.

Now I'm no professional, I just read a lot and do my own research, but if you use this basic exercise the next time you feel suspicious of someone, or you feel an unwanted thought or emotion your day will go a lot better. Keeping in mind that this will take practice, and you'll have to practice being mindful and aware of your emotions. I suggest keeping a journal to keep track of your thoughts, feelings and keep track of what is going on in life. Your life can have a huge impact on your feelings and you can't always control what is happening in life. People get sick or die, it's out of your hands and it's not your fault, there's nothing that can be done in that case. Be sure to talk to someone and establish a good support system either through friends, family or even an online based community of like-minded people. Sometimes all it takes is just knowing you're not alone.
If you reach out to those around you  I'm sure you'll find that a lot of people are looking for a good support system just like you are.

I hope this helps at least a few. I'll keep you posted on other methods we learn and how to incorporate them into use for Anxiety, depression and delusions.

All the best,

Nameless Hipster Girl

Back to reality.... as far as you know

Hello everybody!

I am back after a long hiatus, I am back and ready to share any and all wisdom that I have.
Maybe not wisdom, but at least perspective.

My Dungeons and Dragons chart probably looks something like this:

Inteligence: 14

Charisma: 10

Dexterity: 8

Strength: 11

Wisdom: 16

I hope you are all doing well.

When I left this blog in 2014, I was having trouble with my mind. I was hallucinating, and I had a lot of delusions that I was convinced were real.

I fell into an alternate dimension, and died, came back in a new dimension. fell into a pit of despair and pulled my self out of it (with the help of my family). I was formally diagnosed with schizoaffective disorder. I was given medication for my hallucinations and delusions, but they didn't work, so they put me on something else for my emotions, but that made me more depressed, so here I am, drug-free, and doing pretty well. I still have disorganized thinking and illusions and delusions to deal with on a day to day bases, but all in all My life is as normal as it was before.

I manage my stress through breathing, meditation and I have learned to tell the difference between what is real, and what is not. I can also (if I'm not too stressed) turn down the radio in my head. Occasionally it's a radio, sometimes it sounds like a police scanner or some kind of communication between 2 or more people, but it's mostly in some other language so I don't know what they are saying. 

People say "when life gets hard, you have to get harder." but that's not really true. When life gets hard you should become jello. moldable, fit to form in any situation and just go with it. Try not to hold on to anger or stress. Sure you can feel angry or sad or anything you want for a little while, but you need to be able to let it go.

My hope for this new reboot of this blog is that people will see that people with schizophrenia and schizoaffective disorder are just like ordinary people. I want people to know that not all schizophrenics are bad, in fact, most of them are fine people. I'll be sharing my tips and tricks that I'm learning in Cognitive Behavioural Therapy (CBT) and hopefully, it will help give other people with mental illness the resources they need.

Schizophrenia is a mental illness just like any other mental illness. It's all chemicals in the brain. You won't look down on someone with the flu, so don't look down on those with any kind of mental illness.

All the best,

Nameless Hipster

Pinterest... Ugh...

I do a lot of "pinteresting things all day. I've got boreds marked:

Ideas

Things to make into posters

Wish list

Exechetera...

Did you just miss pronounce "et cetera"?

I even have a bored of dolls so that once I have the time I can take up a hobbie of photographing dolls. But finally! I've got money again! So I can actually do some of the shit that I've been pinning all the time. So I bought some blank T-shirts and I'm going to design my own logo's on them. I'll come up with pictures or sayings and quotes that I want on them. It'll be great!

Why? Because I am a hipster! I wanna have shirts that no one else has. And if that means designing my own shirts then that's fine by me! I want sayings no one understands! Mad references few will get! 

Or if I see a shirt I like, I can design it myself. Instead of paying 30 to 60 dollars for a shirt, I can pay $5 plus the cost of the stuff I use to iron the disigns on! And that stuff is like $10 for 20 sheets so that's not bad.

I'd have to change it a bit to make it my own, but I'd have no problem with that. I've already done a few things! I've pinned them to my "done" bored on Pinterest.

So long, and have a pinteresting day!

Nameless hipster girl 

Blurb for the Book Tour

J.Kahele was quoted in an interview with "elitebookpromotions.com" that new writers should "Write with honesty. Don't write to please others."

I might be paraphrasing a bit, but I believe these words are true. In fact, most authors will give similar advice, and it's very wise. Because if I aimed to please everyone, I would end up pleasing no one in the long run. If you write with passion, and you write what you like, others will like it too. Not everyone mind you, but hey! That's life.

That's why I love writing Fan Fiction. It's taking some else's world and adding your own flavour to it. Making it a new world in itself. It's not the best if you're trying to write a novel, but it's a start.

I mostly use writing Fan Fiction as a way to get the creative juices flowing. I'll write a few pages of Fan Fiction, and realize that the characteristics of one character that I'm writing would work great in a new story. A story I can make up all myself. No one else's ideas. After spending a few hours each night typing out a story about classic characters from books I've read a million times over, I start to piece together new ideas for new stories.

One day I'll be writing "Harry Potter Fan Fiction" and the next day I'll have half of an original story made up. A short story, but everybody's got to start somewhere.

I'm not saying writing Fan Fiction will one day make me into a great author, I'm also not saying it won't. I've been writing Fan Fiction sense I could write. I loved writing myself into my favourite TV show when I was a kid, or coming up with alternate endings to movies I would watch. Creativity is in everything.

"[the most rewarding thing about writing is] Being able to share your words and thoughts and [have] other's appreciate them." - J. Kahele

Personally, I don't care if others appreciate my work. As long as I'm proud of it, I don't care what others think. That's probably why I write Fan Fiction more than anything else.

Reference :
http://www.elitebookpromotions.com/interview-with-author-j-kahele/

Check out J. Kahele's books on Amazon!

http://www.amazon.com/Blink-Breaking-Branches-J-Kahele-ebook/dp/B00H7HVC9W

Nameless hipster girl

Friday, I'm in love… does anyone know that song.

Hello Blog Readers

Do you Know I've had this blog sense 2012! My how time does fly. I was just discussing with my sister:
Me: Only 2 years left
Sister: What?
Me: Well more like one and a half I guess.
Sister: What…?
Me: Uh, I mean… plenty of time. No need to worry! Don't get your affects in order.
Sister: Well I should think so. If everyone's going to die, what would be the point?
Me: Exactly… everyone…

we have weird conversations though.
earlier today I said

TO THE BASEMENT-TORIUM!

and I got all the way downstairs, to my room, walking at a slow pace and then she responds.

"Wait, "Basement-torium"?"

Roll eyes thusly.

so I've started to write fan fiction to pass the time because, well you know…
no Netflix, no TV, no friends make nameless hipster go CRAZY! - er… crazier….

So I have some written for Harry Potter and some for Once Upon a Time (which is actually a show I hate, but I enjoy some of the dynamics. plus the fact it's shot in BC! Go Canada!)

I'll keep you guys posted on Twitter or what have you if I decide to post the stuff for all to see. Until than, practice the art of "Not Giving a F**k"! Peace!

Nameless Hipster

Inappropriate songs I would sing to my children... Part one

I don't know any classic songs you sing to your children. And when they're so young that they can't understand words or context you may as well just sing whatever you want to them. So, much like. Ross and Rachel from "friends" (90's flashback, OH MY GOD) I would sing something not necessarily "Kid friendly"

Crazy train by Ozzy Osborn

Big girl you are beautiful by Mika (which, isn't really inappropriate, but it's not traditional)

2000 light years away but Green Day

Sugar by System of a down

Courtesy call by Sixx: AM

Diamond Eyes by Rishloo

every morning by Sugar Ray (wow, another 90's flashback!)

run Around Sue... Probably redun by a lot of different people

Oh what's that song... Theme song for "charmed" ... Such a depressing song...

These are just to name a few. I'll post links to music videos on my twitter when I get the chance, but you get the point. It doesn't matter what you sing, as long as it comes from the heart.

Book update!

Still reading the mortal instruments, city of bones and I'm hating it more and more. Every once in a while I get caught up in it, but most of the time I'm just thinking "yes! Get on with it!"

Right now they seem to be building some kind of will they/won't they/who's she gonna pick drama... Like she has to choose between her best friend, who's a bit of a prik, who she's know her whole life, but obviously has never thought of him as anything other than a friend or else why wouldn't they have started dateing a long time ago (sorry for the run on sentence), or she could choose the "hot" douch who, on occation can be nice but is more often than not a douch with a capital BAG.

Women of the world know this! There's no shame in being alone! If your stuck between a rock and a hard place (or a douch and a hard ass in this case) take a lesson from fleetwood Mac 

You can go your own waaaaaaay!

Go your own waayyyyyy!

Nameless hipster girl

Gather around children! It's time for another boring book review!

By boring book review, I mean boring book, review. The book is boring, not the review...

Anyway! I bought and started to read "the mortal insterments: city of bones" it first caught my eye because it's about demon hunting or some such and I love books in that nature, because it's so true to real life. You know, right? Not really. In all seriousness I don't perticularly like fiction novels, but I heard good things about this book, which it turns out is an entire series of books (god I hope I don't have to read them all just to find out that what I thought at the beginning was true turns out to be the surprise ending, (that's happened before with the series of unfortunate events))

For a book about fallen angels battling evil spirits from the underworld this book is sooooo boooooring. I keep waiting for it to get better, but it never does! I'm half way through it and I realize now that nothing has happened yet. Sure little things here and there; 

girl finds out secrets about her family, 

guy is a "hot douch" type, not sure if I'm supposed to love or hate this character at this point (I'm more or less indifferent at this point).

Girl is jelious of other girl

Guy hits on guy

It's all in the liner notes...

I could stop reading now, but that wouldn't be fair to this book review! So no matter how long it takes, and how boring this book is I will continue to read it! Even if it kills me...

On a happier note! I started watching supernatural! I'm a fan, I'm only on episode 18  or so but I like it. It has all the elements of a good show;

Hot guys

Cool car

Demon hunting

Revenge

Hot guys

And most important

Hot demon hunting guys! (Who drive a cool car) 

"For REVENGE!"

That's enough for now lads.

Until next time follow. Me on twitter, Instagram, or Pinterest!

Nameless hipster girl

Let's talk

Hello readers new and old,

Today Bell canada has a special promotion going. When you text anyone with a Bell phone they will donate 5 cents to help raise awareness and to eliminate the stigma of mental health. Also use the hashtags #Bellletstalk on twitter.

This is a subject that is near and dear to my heart because I, like 20% of people, suffer from a mental illness. I'd like to be able to talk more openly about it without people thinking I'm "crazy" or "just having a rough day" or "just need a little more fiber in your diet"(those people especially can suck it).

I'm glad I can count on the people who do support me, but sometimes it's just not enough. Some days life is too hard. It's hard to get up and get things done. It's hard to look someone in the eye and tell them you're okay without bursting into tears. It gets harder and harder to lie to them and say over and over again "I'm just really tired, that's all". 

The truth is, it's hard to admit sometimes. So I want everyone who reads this to not only support raise  awareness and eliminate the stigma of mental illness all over the world, but I also want them to lend an ear. Not just today, but everyday. Anytime your friend needs to talk. Anytime your co-worker looks tired.  Lend your ears and try to understand. You may not know exactly what there going thru, but try to understand that it's not just a phase, they're not crazy or sick.

Don't be the one to suffer in silence. Mental illness is nothing to be ashamed of. It's something I deal with on a day to day bases. It'll be a lifetime battle most likely, but on the days that I don't want to get up in the morning or I can't stand to talk to people or leave the house, I'm just glad I have a small amount of support to just give me a hug. People to sit next to me, and even without me saying a word they just tell me it's going to be okay. That day never seems to come, but one day it will. One day it will be okay that I feel the way I do. I'll be able to tell everyone how I'm really feeling instead of always saying "I'm fine!" I'll finally be able to say "I feel like I'm dead inside, I feel like everything in my life is just a phigmentation of my imagination, and I'm all alone in the universe." And they'll be able to look me in the eye and truthfully tell me "me too."

I'm a nameless hipster and I don't need your approval, but I will take your acceptance. 

I went on a $100 shopping spree, and all I got was this some groceries

I went to the store specifically to buy gluten free stuff and whatever else I usually get, so that I could get the store points. They came up with this points card that you earn points when you spend money and it alerts you went things you buy frequently are on sale. But when I was checking out I completely forgot about my card and spent a $108 with no rewards. I could have earned 1,800 points. 

#^*@&/!

Oh well, Atleast I have things I can eat in my house now. I bought a bunch of socks from the dollars store too. (Those who follow me on Instagram know I love to shop at dollarama) so what has everyone been up to? Have you kept your New Years resolutions? Did you make one?

I'm following my "one year to a better you" plan I posted on Pinterest a while back January is more yoga, no alcohol. Easy enough, I haven't had a drink in a few months now. My fibromyalgia flares up way worse when I drink. So I avoid it. The only time I can see myself breaking that rule is when I go to Vegas for my birthday. 22! Woow! That's not for a few months though.

Anyway, I've been searching my room most of the day for an old script I wrote. I want to make it into a podcast to showcase my voice talent. One day I might achieve my goal of being a voice actor. You never know, if H. Jon Benjamin can do it, so can I. But first I guess I'll need a van...

Anybody get the refurance? Anyone? Anyone? No... Moving on.

It's a morning show called "table conversation" but it's a comedy, I'm going to have to change a bite of it, maybe expand on certain things. I did originally write it in grade 5... So... Years ago. It's probably still saved on a floppy disk somewhere in the basement. I guess I'll just have to keep looking. Until next time, I'm a hipster, writing in a cafe

Nameless hipster girl

What's up!

Hello blog readers!
So what's new with you guys? Nothing new with me really.
I went dancing at a gay bar with my sister and her friends. They say you can tell how good someone is in bed by the way they dance. That explains why some men are gay. If there really good at dancing, there gay. All the good guys are on the other team. I wish I knew more about sports so I could make a funny related anecdote.
I hope your holidays are going well. I'm getting more and more followers on instagram and Pinterest, which is nice. Makes me feel like a big girl.
I bought all my Christmas presents and I'm totally ready for the new year. I'm so excited for January 2nd. 3 important things are happening the day after the new year begins!
1. My library books are due back
2. My tattoo is getting the next stage of it done
3. Community it's coming back!
Ahhhhhhh! I'm so excited
I know when you have really high expectations about something it usually doesn't turn out, so I'm trying not to be too too excited about it, but I'm pretty Damn excited. The new years going to start out right! Eeeee
Anyway, that's all for now. Thanks to everyone who complemented me on my last post, the one about my cat. I might do more stuff like that. But who has the time, right?
Nameless hipster girl

God, I don't want to have to go back to Facebook

Going back to Facebook would be like going back to an ex who constantly ignored you and that you hate. There is no good reason to go back.
However, everyone I know has Facebook and I need to get back in touch with some of those people and have no other way of talking to them.

So on that note, here are some things I have learned over my many years of life...

Lesson 1: Just because someone didn't graduate, doesn't mean there not smart.
I've known plenty of people who either didn't graduate on time, at all, or got a GED later in life, and they're living very productive lives. Some of them are more put together than me (mind you that's not saying much but still).

Lesson 2: if your nice, even when you're in a crappy mood, things go better for you
Remember to judge people, not on how they treat you, but how they treat others. I work in the service industry, and if people are mean to me, I assume they have a mental problem that makes them an asshole to everyone. In other words I let it go.

Lesson 3: People are stupid, EVERYBODY
This is the most important lesson of them all. Because people don't know they're stupid, even smart people are stupid. Remember, if you think your smart, see lesson #3.

Lesson 4: Animals are smarter, and more important than you think.
People don't give animals enough respect. I'm not speaking as a member of PETA or a tree hugger or anything (mostly because I can't be a true vegan, because I can't eat soy, and there substrate for meat is always soy soy soy. It's crazy) but animals have been around longer than you. Respect your elders!

So there are a few lessons in the lessons. All together those are pretty important lessons in life. And I will let you all know if I go back to Facebook. Your all my friends, so I'll add you.

That's all for now,
Nameless hipster OUT!

Life as seen by my cat

I was put up for adoption when I was only a few weeks old. I had a 5 other siblings, I've been told I look like my dad. He had the same hair, long and gold like the sun. I never really knew my parents but my foster father loved me very much. He was a tall man, short brown hair he occationally shaved off. We were so poor I had to sleep in his bed for the first two year of my life. He'd cuddle up next to me and tell me he loves me every day. 

But one day, I heard so e bad news. When I was about two and a half years old I heard that my dad was getting kicked out of his home. We were going to have to move.

I couldn't believe it. This was my home. It's always been my home. Where else am I going to cuddle with daddy and lick plastic bags and sleep for hours at a time?

But then the unfortunate news came to me. One bleak December evening. My daddy took me into his room looked me in the eyes and told me I was going to have to live with another family.

"I love you boy." He said with tears in the corners of his eyes "but Jeff won't let me keep a cat at his place. But don't worry. I got a good girl ready to give you a good home."

He handed me over to a lady. She put me in a car and drove off. I saw my daddy looking out his bedroom window at us as we drove away. 

I called out for him, but he couldn't hear me. I called out the whole drive. I don't know how far away we went, but we drove for a long time. I cried the whole ride. The woman gave me comforting words the whole ride, but I was scared.

Once we got to her house she scooped me up from the back seat and brought me into the house, but just as she put me down in the front doorway I ran. Drafted out the door around the house and next to a fence. I called out for my daddy. I called and called, but there was no answer. The lady came around the corner and got me. She gave me hugs and told me everything was going to be alright. I was cold, and scared.

I still miss my daddy, the lady I live with now dosen't seem to like it when I lick my ass in front if her like daddy did. But everyone in the house says "aww" when I sit in there shoes like I used to back home. I get to go outside from time to time, but not for very long and not when it's to cold. Sometimes I sit in the window sill and wonder if daddy ever thinks of me as much as I think of him. Or if he remembers me at all. I like it here though. There's another cat, but she doesn't seem to like me much, but the house is big enough so we can avoid each other.

My third birthday's coming up and I want a little brother. As much as I like having the other cat here, I'd like a little brother to cuddle with and teach things to. Like how to lick a bag or the best places in the house to take a nap. But I hear the people in the house often saying that we can't have anymore animals. It's a shame. Maybe I'll ask for one next year. If we lose that other cat with the weird long ears and no tail at they call "Bunny" or one of those flying cats with weird shaped fur that I want to play with but the people yell at me for when I try to give them a high five. All in all I like my new home, and I hope my daddy is somewhere safe and warm like I am thinking of me. I still love you daddy. And in someway I always will.

Hello everybody!

Hi Dr. Nick

I trust you're doing well. I just finished a few books, because books are the new TV shows and I figured, this being my blog and I can write about whatever I want, I'd review them for you

Betty whites auto biography:

Betty White If you ask me (and of course you won't)

I read this in a day, I couldn't put it down. It was easy to read and the stories were interesting. I mostly love the way to was written. You can almost hear Betty white sitting on a sofa in her house writing about her life. It's written in kind of a journal format, but she gives the reader some background and behind the sense information about her life. 

The first few sections I was laughing and I put it down to tell my dad "this sounds like the rumblings of grandpa Simpson! I love it!" And then I shut up and read the rest. I love Betty Whites fondness for animals and ofcaurse she's a very talented actress. I didn't know she had written other books, so now I'm on the look out for them. I hope when I'm her age I'll be a secessful actress. 

Actually, when I'm her age I hope to either be dead for 50 years. But she makes old age look fun! Maybe I will make it to 89!

The next book I read was "The help"

The help by Kathryn Stockett

Now if you follow me on twitter you know how long it took me to Finnish this book and I had to force myself to do it. I liked the idea behind the book and I think I would totally be like the "Miss Skeeter" charicter if I was in the 1960's. Actually I guess I'd be more like mrs. Celia. A housewife with nothing to do but sit around all day and look pretty but I'd be polite to my help.

Now I don't want to give away to plot for those of you who haven't read the book or seen the movie, but I don't recommend reading this book of you don't like fiction. 

I hate fiction, but I wanted to read this book before I saw the movie. However now that I've read the book, I don't want to see the movie. I didn't like this book.

Like. I said before I liked the idea of it, and I like some of the story bites, but as a whole, I didn't like it. I did love that the characters made sense logically, and you could really get to know them and there struggles, you learn that behind every face, no matter what colour, there is a secret. But I already knew that going in. Maybe that's why it wasn't my cup of tea. There was too much foreshadowing, to me it was too predictable. But the characters were lovely and the story was well written. I might read this authors work in the future.

I still have six more books from the library to read before the 28th. Cloud atlas, jumper, and biographies and autobiographies of various celebrities. I'll give my reviews on twitter as I read them, and if I have anything extensive to write about them I just might blog about it.

I have to get to reading now, bye bye!

All the best,

Nameless hipster girl

Photo's from Instagram

Hey you guys

This is my hipster Ariel costume for comic con last weekend

Why you know fallow me of Instagram?

This was my Halloween costume for handing out candy.

We've come for your daughter chuck! 

It's beetlejuce for those who don't know.

Happy movember! And I just realized my friend Candace is photo bombing this picture with her picture HA!

This is my one perchance at comic con! I plan on collecting more from more movies!

So all in all I ask you, please follow me on Instagram and Twitter

 @Namelesshipstergirl 

Hello nurse!

I hope you all had a happy Halloween and a great All saints day!
I plan on having a great Sunday this weekend. I have to work in the morning and the evening, but from 10 am to 2:30pm I'll be rooming around comic con. Liking for shirts, or stickers or general "Slythrin" memorabilia! I'm excited. I also got a job as a server and I'm going to start getting payed for my work at the cafe I've been working at. (So far it's been on a volunteer bases, but now I'm going to be an actual worker) I'll have my debts payed off faster then you can say the hardest thing you can say.
Once I get stuff payed off I can start saving for my own place, and more tattoos abd other cool things I can't really think off right now.
Anyway, just wanted to update my blog a little and say hey. I'll post pictures from comic con next time, until then
Have a nice day
Nameless hipster girl

Here I am again, on my own

Hey there blog readers,

Nobody likes a child who complains and I won't be the child anymore!

I hope you recognize those lyrics, because if you don't you've failed at being a hipster. Go home! You're not wanted here!

The reason I post those lyrics is that I've been trying to improve myself. You know how people say "be yourself" well that's just fine for a Disney movie. Here in the real world it just didn't cut it.

"remember, Bee yourself!"

So I'm trying to be more positive and open to people, but normally I'm very negative and guarded. Mostly because I have mental health issues, but also because people suck. "Shoot 'em all and let God sort it out" is what I say (actually I usually say "Bigger is better." But it didn't apply to this situation.)

"My mom's puerto rican, that's why I'm so lively and colorful."

But that kind of attitude doesn't get me very far. So I'm trying. I'd like more friends. Friends I actually like. I miss that kind of friendship. I usually have friends I don't like. They suck...

Anyway, my life as a hipster stays constant. As the winter months approach it will get harder to determine the hipsters from the "lame" people, but believe me when I say "Just because I dress and act like a hipster doesn't mean I am one. They're copying me, I swear!" And that my friends you can take to the bank!

Don't forget to follow me on twitter, instagram and Pinterest! 

Twitter: @NamelessHipster

Instagram: @Namlesshipstergirl

Pinterest: @Bellamontgomary

Have a nice day! Or don't, I'm not the boss of you...

Nameless Hipster girl

Gotta work it out!

Everybody listen in, I wanna see you dance.

I don't think you heard me I wanna see you dance.

GET UP AND DANCE! Get up and dance!

Seriously. If you're not sure where to start just start. I've been dancing and boxing for cardio and a little bit of strength building. But I also do the daily work outs that I have written on my white boards.

I alternate between arm day, leg day, rest day, and do core work outs every day. Plus my cardio work outs.

Today my leg muscle is killing me so it's an arm day, but I will use yoga (hipster) to stretch it out a little.

I recommend seeing a doctor before you start on any new health kick, but most likely if you're an unhealthy slob, or you could stand to loose a few, your doctor will say it's fine.

Also, if you add me on Pinterest I'll pin motivational posters and good recipes for you to try.

A lot of the recipes I pin are gluten free because I'm trying to be gluten free for medical reasons.

So add me on twitter, Pinterest, or Instagram. 3 hipster ways to get into shape.

Lets lose that weight, or maintain that lifestyle... The hipster way!

Nameless hipster girl

Pinterest: bellamontgomary

Twitter: @namelesshipster

Instagram: namelesshipstergirl

The difference between ghosts and Silhouettes

11:55pm on a Friday:

 

MY BLOG!

Originally the plan for only having the blog once a week, was so that I could write a topic any day of the week and have something to post of Saturday no matter what. However, I usually scrape something together Friday night just before I have to post it, because I forget about it all week.

This weeks topic is a little convoluted and a lot crazy. Mostly crazy.

There are these things call Silhouettes, basically black figures that you see from time to time in the corner of your eye, only for a split second, or in the dark. They've been following me around all week. Causing trouble, giving me bad luck and causing my insomnia to spike like crazy! I can't remember very well, I've got 3 hours sleep in the past 4 days at the most and also my memories not so good.

Now you may think I'm talking about ghosts, but Ii'm not. Ghosts will leave you alone for the most part, but these Silhouettes that I'm talking about don't make noise or talk to you like ghosts can. You can't communicate with them at all. They just stand there and star, or just make you feel uncomfortable.

Some people can't see them, but you know there there if you're ever in a room alone (or with people who aren't paying attention to you) and you feel as if you're being watched. Not just observed though, but like someone is staring at you with discussed and wants you to leave.

That is what silhouettes are, and that's why I can't sleep. So the next time you see me. Be it at school. At the mall. On the bus. Know that there are things haunting me, and stressing me out. So leave me alone, I don't want to talk to you about your problems.

That is all.
All the best,
Nameless hipster girl

I was snow blind!

Hey there internet users,
I'm not used to writing 2012 on things yet. But I'm also not used to telling people I'm 20. I sometimes still say I'm 17. It makes it difficult when I get carded. That and I don't look like my drivers license picture anymore sense I got my hair coloured.

I'm so tired, from work and running around and what not. Plus I haven't really been sleeping the past few nights. But! I did go to a kick ass rock show on Friday night! I was going to take pictures of the band rocking out on stage, but I was distracted by a random hipster. I would have posted the picture on the blog but my app wouldn't publish it if it had the picture.

The night wasn't exactly what I expected it to be, but it never is with the people I hang out with. The show was 10 bucks to see 4 bands, but because I was only there for the civil disobedience. They were playing last so we went to hang out with some other people close by in there apartment across the street. Turns out they are in a band too, but there concert got canceled because of the blizzard. we talked about the awesomeness of music 'till around midnight then we went to the bar and saw civil D. Sense we didn't get to see the other 3 bands we didn't have to pay! I love a free rock show! And so we listened to the musical styling of the civil disobedience and had a gray evening, I ran into a few old friends, and avoided some used-to-be friends and fun times were had by all.

I hated waking up for work the next morning but what is done must be done. Now I have to help my homeless friend and his old house mate build resumes to get jobs. No more living off unemployment and the money they get from selling there bodily functions. Eww.
I'm not putting that on the resume.

Nameless Hipster girl

P.S. Sorry for any spelling mistakes. 10 points to anyone who can find them all!