Maybe I’ll be back, maybe I won’t. For now, I don’t think I will.

I guess in fairytales, they don’t show what happens after the ‘happily ever after’ bit mainly because it’s R-rated or boring. Call my life boring if you want but I call it simplicity at its’ finest.

I don’t feel a need to post so much anymore because I feel as though I’ve outgrown my need to tumbl everything. I want to experience life rather than see it through pictures of others enjoying the things I want.

I was contemplating deleting this account to close off a chapter and flip over to a new page but after reading back on my earlier posts, I can’t bear to erase a description of my memories with him. The words were as raw as I could bring them out to be and the feelings, untampered with. The good and the bad, and there’s no way I want to ever forget any of it. A few posts even drew out a tear here and there, bringing back the good times that I almost forgot and such a heavy dose of the concentrated love I had at such an early stage.

My first post regarding him was titled ‘Oops’ and wrote:

’ It seems that the people close to me know me much better than I know myself. I only came to this inevitable realization today and my subconscious finally dawned on me like a ton of bricks. Suppressed emotions poured into my heart and I finally got off my tippy toes and took the plunge. I have yet to conclude whether it was denial, fear, guilt, oblivion or a mixture of all/any of the factors that prevented me from coming out with my feelings.

Either way, however, I’m happy but still tentative about the choice I decided to partake in. I have my fingers crossed and eyes shut tight. All I’m hoping is:

“please let this work out for the best.”  ‘

It really did …. and now I decided that right after this post, I’m going to lie down with Baby and cuddle him up whether it wakes him up or not.

So here’s how it ends after about 2 years of Soli-based blogging:

• Fake friends have been snipped off
  
  
• Mamahamut finally let her guard down when it comes to me and learned to finally trust that this time around, Baby’s finally got the real deal
  
  
• Baby just finished first year university and I couldn’t be more proud. One step closer to him entering law school!!!
  
  
• I was really nervous to tell my grandparents about Soliman due to their old school ways, but they were surprisingly really okay with it. Almost encouraging which came as a shock considering how racist my parents can be sometimes
  
  
• Alisha and I made our peace so there’s no tension around us anymore
  
  
• Tiffany, Karen, Jeanne, Jerimel, Danie, and - of course - Soliman are still my best friends
  
  
• To all my followers, thank you for the follow. Most of you probably only followed for the reblogg-able pictures and quotes but even that meant a lot to me. It was a way of connecting and for those that followed me for my personal posts, you have no idea how much of a loser I think I am right now for being THIS touched by you. Knowing that you care when most of you don’t know me is something I’ll never let go of. Thank you for reading and thank you for caring. Also, thank you for all the asks/comments. Some were nasty, some were funny, and some were heartwarming. I appreciated them all.
  
  
• For the first time, Soliman and I are getting our own place. We found a condo and we’re moving out in May!!!!!!!

If you want to find me, you’re going to have to search very hard. But trust me, I’m always worth your while =)

For the last time,

x o x o

jessica

Hunger Games

Barrie BBQ

Emotionally bonding conversations tied in with beer pong

Happy Birthday shouts to Santi & Lucky

Girl talk in Lucky’s room

Karaoke with Mommy

People that made my night, thank you..

Jeanne, Jerimel, Emil Q, Diana, AC, Sam, Jon, Kris, J.Reyez, Amy, Raji, Lucky, Santi, and Tita.

And a very special thanks to my boyfriend, Soliman, for always being my rock when I’m down. Honestly, I haven’t exactly been an emotional walk in the park as of late and as much as everyone tonight made me forget my worries, he’s been there the whole time - from the bad and the ugly - to pick me up. No one can dare to ask for a better man in their life. Almost 2 years in and I still thank God everyday for blessing me with the only angel walking down on Earth.

As for the rest, seriously, we’ve all had our bad times but I love my family and the friends they give me the blessing of coming across. Tonight is something I’ll never forget.

or admirers? I don’t know.. I haven’t been to my ask box really and I’m scared of what awaits. Negative comments really do get me down..

Oh, how I envy the IDGAF attitude people

mine just broke! wahhhhh!!! i don’t mean to sound like a hipster, but i wore these way before everybody else starting rockin’ em. maybe that’s why parting with it became somewhat sad. i got it as my 20th birthday present from a squidward-faced prince.

sigh.. what shall my next watch be? i don’t really want MK things anymore

(Source: fuckyeahhhglamour)

Two days to the doctors in a row… I have to go again tomorrow and a week after that.

Wanna know the cool bit? No one knows what’s wrong with me.

I went last night with Baby and the nurses were negligent, the doctors were constantly chatting with nurses or taking breaks, everyone moved liked slugs, and patients such as myself, were more than incredulous with their behaviour. How do these guys bust their asses through their masters and PHD’s only to be so carefree of the thing they itched to become?

If they were running in orderly amok, then I’d be more understanding of the fact that I had to wait hours upon hours.. But they weren’t doing ANYTHING. Baby was clearly tired and he ended up passing out on my hospital bed and kicking me off of it while I awaited a nurse to draw my blood.

One of the nurses even forgot which room I was in and ran around calling out my last name. Oh, and here’s a kicker. My doctor was this big, burly, steroid-pumping man wearing shorts and flip flops. Um… I don’t mean to sound like a diva, but I’d rather have a doctor who doesn’t look like he just came back from a surfing competition.

Anyway, today wasn’t all too bad. I was just upset that no results came back even after last night and this morning. I was there for a good 4 hours, sitting around, mostly. Thank god I’m back in Babys’ room. I just spent the last 30 minutes convincing Mamahamut that The Hunger Games isn’t all that weird. But how can soemone make that sound legit when all I can give away is ‘24 children are sent to an arena to kill each other’?

Anyway, I’ve enclosed in this post a picture of the newest fashion statement yet. Hospital band + Tiffany & Co .. Where fashion meets health. I had to block out my phone number, for obvious reasons.

Til my next reblog or post, I shall continue on my studies and I wish you all a VERY happy day! Torontonians, we only have today to celebrate before the weather goes down the shithole again.. so enjoy  <3

x o x o

jessica

Baby and I are house-searching. Right now I’m living with him. It’s not my first time moving in with him either. Last year, I stayed with him for a month and a half. This time, it’s until we find a place of our own.

Yes!!! We’re moving out together =)

I’m really excited for it. We’ve been talking about it and planning for a while now. At first I was iffy because I didn’t want to live with a guy unless I was engaged at least.. But this just made sense.

I see him everyday, We sleep over all the time, and I love cooking for him and doing everything with him. So why not? It’s kind of perfect and I’d much rather live with someone I love than a total stranger in desperate need for a roommate. I get to have a sleepover with my best friend everyday! And since we only need one bedroom, the price isn’t toooo much of an issue for us.

My parents know and now his do too and you know what? I think everything is going to work out perfectly, and if it doesn’t, I don’t care. I get to live with the only person I enjoy spending everyday with and I don’t see anything wrong with that.

If I’m old enough to start paying my own rent, I’m old enough to live with whomever I want.

So I guess my little brother came back from New Orleans with something more than just life lessons.

It’s weird seeing him actually with someone like this. He’s always had flings wherever we went. In Halifax, it was puppylove romance with a new girl every week. In Dominican, a lithely blonde he saved baby turtles with… But this time, he’s displaying it in pictures as pure evidence?!

I won’t lie, it’s very bittersweet. Maybe it’s because we baby him all too much or maybe it’s because I’ve just never seen him in anything this close to a relationship.

Either way, it’s a big deal for me and I teared up just a bit. I guess I should stop now because the boyfriend is getting very passive aggressive. He wants to download Drive for us to watch tonight… Le Sigh.

Good Night, TUMBLR-USERS!

x o x o

jessica

So as much as I declared my undying hatred for all things Louis Vuitton for its’  abandonment of elegance, I am a sucker for staple items. I realize, it’s pointless denying my liking towards something. Just because I like one thing from LV doesn’t mean I have to like the whole collection, righteo?

That’s right. Yeah, I’m really mainstream and I’m the last kid to call myself a hipster (unless I really do kid). I like rayray wayfarers, aritzia clothes, oxford pumps, and fedoras. I’m the last person to be called original. So I think I’ll throw in the towel and accept that I want a LV speedy bag.

I never thought that fashion was a way to express oneself. That got lost when brand names were born. Though I appreciate the fashion goddesses of this world, I just like to look nice and let my personality shine instead.

I don’t know where I’m going with this post but I just wanted to dignify myself in case anyone sees me with a speedy soon. I still hate Louis Vuitton, don’t get me wrong. 

Anyway, Good Night and my perfect week post will be up on Monday! <3

Playing with Timmie, Sleeping over for a whole week straight at my place, Cooking Lamb Stew dinner for baby and myself, Sassafraz with Mamahamut for her birthday, Drinking and sitting on my backyard porch with baby, and a very competitive game of Chess.

My week was perfect

It’s just so pathetic

my baby sister is such a beauty

i miss our italy trip

I always forget shopping lists. So here goes just for me:

• all black rayban aviators for Baby
• rayrays for me too.. but wayfarer since they suit my faceshape better
• hunter boots!
• candy colored jeggings
• matching cell phones with Baby
• Tiffys’ heart lock pendant necklace
• crop tops
• investment-considered leather jacket for Baby
• Rebel DSLR

I think that’s it for now. The Louboutins and Burberry trench will have to wait…

Okay, I REALLY have to sleep now… Good Night!

x o x o

jessica

PS: Yes, I’m mainstream. Get mad.