• Blogging Everyday in August (BEDA),  Reader

    an end to august

    dear reader, the first time, fourteen posts. the second time, eighteen. the third time, thirty-one posts! it’s true i guess, third times a¬†charm! this time i finally did it. i finally was able to complete beda, blogging every day for a month in august. there were a lot of times where i was unsure of what to post, and even some late night posts. there were many stressful times during this month where i didn’t even know why i decided to do this. i mean, i had to complete four courses, with an exam or test in each one. i had to my own personal job that i’ve been doing…

  • Blogging Everyday in August (BEDA)

    just a few summer favourites

    long skirts | flared sleeves | swishy flared dresses | yellow jacket | wedged shoes | polka dots¬†| scrunchies | thrift shopping | swing dresses | denim jackets | haute hijab | alberta¬†ferretti¬†| conan¬†gray | tan france | doddleoddle| hazel hayes | elle¬†mills | saimasmileslike¬†| bertie¬†gilbert | connor franta |¬†sha’an¬†d’anthes¬†|¬†ashley skye¬†| jamie¬†jo | girl boss – show |¬†elle¬†tries – podcast | local wolves – magazine | secret for the mad – book |¬†christopher robin – movie | yellow | kanken | above the ground | art galleries | timmies | peach picking | friends | family | art adventures | sketchbook flipping | late night walks | bike riding |

  • Blogging Everyday in August (BEDA),  Memories,  Writing

    peach picking and kittens

    feet aching. tired smiles. light shining through the blinds. it’s the end of a great day spent out with my family. we went fruit picking, as we do at least once every year. only around the time where the peaches come out. and of course the plums. usually, we take someone with us, but this year we spent it with just us. it was kinda nice not having to care about the other people thinking we were a crazy family. i mean my sister probably wouldn’t be screaming while running around while they were here. or just lying down in the middle of the field cause we were tired. or…

  • Blogging Everyday in August (BEDA),  Writing

    small town memories

    writing prompt: write about the first place you ever knew i was born in a small town right on the edge of the us and mexico. it was filled with people of all kids. different faiths. different religions. different backgrounds. different faces. different everything. i was only two or almost three when we left. from the stories that are told and the people who knew us and the pictures that we’ve kept, we still remember the memories from that small town. the memories between us few cousins. the memories of my sister and i when we were just babies. the memories of muslim¬†families getting together and not being too afraid.…

  • Art and Paintings,  Blogging Everyday in August (BEDA),  The Sunday Sketch

    the sunday sketch – four

    here’s another mini sunday sketch! just another lil sketch that i did in my skecthbook , which i love. i did it while watching some youtube videos and relaxing after a stressful exam yesterday. i used my muji gel pen in 0.38, and a yellow tombow marker. my sketchbook is the xl canson mix media sketchbook. if anyone wants to start doing mini sketches on sundays, tag me as well as the hashtag #thesundaysketch. can’t wait to see what will come with this if the future! samsta<3

  • Art and Paintings,  Blogging Everyday in August (BEDA)

    lil landscapes

    a few lil¬†sketches i did a couple months ago of landscapes that i love with a few notes about them below denmark .¬†small colourful buildings in rows along the water canal . small boats lined up along the edges of the river .¬†a beautiful instagram worthy view .¬†|| a little farmhouse in the pararies¬†on a clif .¬†pen on the side where animals stay .¬†there is a thatched roof with hay .¬†there is a body of water on the other side of the clif¬†.¬†around the area of where poldark is filmed .¬†|| hobbiton¬†.¬†baggend .¬†bilbo baggins¬†door to his house .¬†red door, wooden frames, and bushes all around .¬†“i think i’m quite ready…

  • Blogging Everyday in August (BEDA)

    here are a few more of my favourite things

    small cafes | warm hugs | a hug from the back | old friends | new friends | close friends | long conversations¬†| old books | sleepless nights | rainy days with a long book | fantasy books | childhood books |¬†percy¬†jackson | candy apple | rainbow fish | corduroys | paddington¬†| little bear |¬†disney¬†| the little mermaid | peter pan | the second star to the right | stars | clear night skys¬†| colourful sunsets | cloud watching | little white flowers scattered across the fields | an old abandoned house | exploring the woods | climbing trees | bird watching | catching mini grass bugs | picnics |…

  • Blogging Everyday in August (BEDA),  Writing

    tune out the static sound of the city that never sleeps

    writing prompt: chose a saying and write something about it tune out the static sound of the city that never sleeps – (don’t know who said this – found on tumblr) the city that never sleeps. the buzz is always in the air. the sound of cars. the sound of people shouting to one another. the sound of everything keeps on playing in the background of days and nights spent here. tall buildings surround the one that i currently reside in. they block out the beauty of the night sky that i’ve always loved. here in the city, even away from the tall skyscarper¬†building, you aren’t able to see the…

  • Blogging Everyday in August (BEDA)

    more favourite artists

    CONAN GRAY youtube | art-tea | instagram | twitter MIHO NAGAYAMA youtube | instagram | redbubble CATCREATURE youtube | instagram | twitter FURRYLITTLEPEACH youtube | studio vlogs | instagram | twitter ZYRA BANEZ youtube | instagram | twitter | blog FRAN MENESES youtube | instagram | twitter ZOZALEENIE youtube | instagram JAMIE JO youtube | instagram | twitter

  • Blogging Everyday in August (BEDA),  Writing

    memories from my first friend

    writing prompt: write to your first friend you were the first person that was my friend outside of family friends. i talked with you all by myself. my sister wasn’t at my side, nor my parents pushing me to make a new friend and talk to someone my age. we were so young then but became fast friends. i¬†don’t remember many of our early memories together, but i know we enjoyed each others company greatly. i remember you inviting me to your birthday parties, and where we made those necklaces together. i still have it, and i really love it… even though there were just a bunch of beads strung…