Hello everyone! Happy Saturday to you!!! And a very merry unbirthday as well! Or if it's your birthday, happy Birthday, and I do wish you lots of happy moments!!! How are you today and how are things going? As usual, I do wish you the best, and hope things are going really calm for you on this weekend! As for me, the sun is hot and the day is dry, as summer approaches, but we're on Spooky October and Halloween season, and on the prologue of Christmas season, so I'm satisfied with my surroundings, and things are fine for now, which is wonderful, embrace every little moment of joy indeed! I have a tale to share with you guys today! If you want to hear it, stick around, is a big one, if you leave the post, that's completely fine, I appreciate you either way!
It's on my personal life, and it take us to the now distant year of 2014. I do like to turn old events of my life into stories and think I'm living a tale, this makes me happy and entertain my thoughts, I do write about it sometimes. Now I just wanted to share it with you, dear reader, so let's jump into it!
My 2014 was not a good year for me, for reasons that this tale won't say. The apex of the bad moments was between March-April, the tendencies of the next months were of slow, sometimes almost imperceptive, recovery, specially emotional recovery. The fact is, many of my struggles happens in my mind. But anyway, as I was talking, I did have very positive memories in the months that followed the stormy ones. And now we reach October.
October of 2014 was one of the most exotic months of my life, that I can recall, definitely on my top something. It was a month that represents my emotional recovery, and how static my life can be sometimes.
Going just after the tests of September, as those were my high school years, and after a not very good August, the month of my birthday, October saw me living an exotic and surreal existence in a world that doesn't seem to even have existed, after all. I didn't have any urgent concerns suddenly. It was in this time that I had my last relevant personal interactions with my best friend back then - not that we both had a single clue of that. I do still consider her my best friend, but we don't talk anymore. True friendships survive silent moments unharmed, and on my end, it is unharmed, in spite of everything.
In this period of my life, even with my arguments with my mates in school and the struggles with school projects - projects that I was very excited about - I was somewhat filled with peace and calmness that seemed to have come from nowhere. It was a time in which I entered in contact with new musical genres, and I discovered artists that I still follow, such as Princess Chelsea and Jonathan Bree. I discovered many unreleased songs by Lana del Rey, and I bought her album Ultraviolence, and I also became even more in love with Katy Perry, I met new songs by her and by other artists I already knew but not too well.
Weirdly enough, I was very into Minecraft in this month, and I played it a lot. It was a period marked by experimentation on this gaming area, with exotic games such as Don't Starve, one that I loved the artistic style of it, even though disliked mildly, and abandoned it just after a few plays. Civilization Beyond Earth was released, and I played it quite a lot for a while, and then grew tired of it, and also abandoned it, even though with good feelings over the game. I entered in contact with the author Clarice Freire and her superb book Pó de Lua - Moondust, and this period of my life was her heydays for me. I had cordial relationships with people from other classes in school, and we talked from time to time about subjects we liked to talk, and we had a blast for the time that it lasted. It was an era marked by Opera, John Green and some other interesting books. My Instagram was filled with some different pictures and I had great interactions with my other dear best friend, that spent sometime in London on a trip, and brought me chocolate from that city. I still have the beautiful wrapping of the chocolate. It were also the heydays for Wes Anderson and Jason Schwartzman, that I was following since earlier that year. My mom came back from her trip to Portugal and brought me a waterproof camera that I still have, and still use! My new smartphone improved my life quality a bit, but my iPod was dead. I was even more interested in learning to draw better, and wanted to do a drawing course, as I myself sketch more and more, though my personal progress is slow. It were the heydays of Tumblr for me, and I started to write a fanfic on Total Drama and Topher, that I never finished. I listened to a lot of Maurice Ravel back then, a wonderful french composer, and met a lot of nice compositions by him back then. I was constantly hanging out with a very good friend at the mall, and I was hanging out with my parents too there. I bought many books, but not so many clothes. I met one of my actual best friends back then. We met in one of my hanging outs with my friend and we never lost touch. In spite of everything, life sounded good back in October, for the first time in months, and I had my first interactions with Netflix too.
As October reaches its end, the christmas feeling fills the air, and also my first tests for college and my tests for life. The concerns returns, and so the madrush of the end of the year starts. And that was it for October of 2014, this weird period of my life.
And this is the story I have to share with you guys today! Thank you so much for reading and being here, you are the very best! I see you guys next time!
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