April, what’s good?

Okay, ten days late into the party, and I genuinely thought I would put out this post in time, you know April being my month or whatever. I feel like using work as an excuse (or reasoning, whichever you prefer) is getting old. Let’s just say that life happened and a lot of things are changing its course however it pleases.

Right! Now that it is out of the way, let’s get to the real question.

April, what’s good?

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March, what’s good?

Despite the fact that there are no national holidays in April (okay, there is actually one but it’s on a Saturday, so that’s just practically nonexistent, right?) I am still stoke that we are entering the fourth month of this year. Do you know what that means? It means, (1) I am just four months away from celebrating my one year anniversary of moving away from home, and (2) I am two months away from reuniting with RAM (okay, I might have miscalculate the meeting time with RAM when I did the February, what’s good? post but whatever).

So, without further ado, March, what’s good?

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February, what’s good?

You would think that February being identical to anything lovey dovey due to the fact there’s the Valentine’s Day would be filled with everything gooey, romantic, or whatever overly sweet stuff you can think of. But, not for yours truly. This has been one hell of a crazy month. I mean, you would think being the shortest month in the year, this will be a smooth sailing chill kind of month, but oh no. It’s like, why would you let people have fun when you can work them to death? Okay, that was an exaggeration, but it is not entirely off base, so to speak.

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January, what’s good?

I realised that since about two or so months ago, I have been incredibly salty about a lot of things. It has taken me to a lot of dark places. No. Not places without electricity, but a figuratively dark places. I’ve been questioning about what’s the whole purpose of me being in this world? And no, I wasn’t asking the question to be philosophical. It was the kind of thing you would ask when you’ve had enough of life in general.

The #RetrospectSeries started as something about reflecting on what the past month was like for me. Were there things that I overlooked that would have meant something bigger for the days to come? Were there anything that I have took for granted? But, the last couple of months, it has come to my attention that I no longer reflect on the past month, I was merely complaining, whining, and ranting about how shitty my life was.

And honestly? I’m not even going to deny it. Maybe it’s the whole moving away thing, maybe it’s the whole new job thing, maybe it’s the whole long distance marriage thing, or maybe I have just had about enough with life. Take your pick.

Whatever the reason may be, I honestly am having enough five months worth of shit thrown at me, and I’m not happy. And I’m allowed to be unhappy. I don’t give two fucks if it’s going to make me sound like an ungrateful shit, because maybe I am. See if I care what people think of me.

That being said, I realise it wouldn’t be wise to pretend that the #RetrospectSeries will be the space where I reflect. I have to say, I quite enjoy writing an update of my life for once a month (if an occasional shitty event didn’t call for its own specific post), but since I think I am going to be incredibly salty for the next years to come, I have decided that there will no longer be #RetrospectSeries. I’ll keep the category name as it is because I’m too lazy to change it, but starting this month, all of my so called #RetrospectSeries will no longer be titled <insert month’s name>: in retrospect, but will be <insert month’s name>, what’s good? inspired by Nicki Minaj’s call out to Miley Cyrus at the 2015’s VMA.

Cut me some slack, I love me some good pop culture memes.

I feel like calling out the months like what Nicki did to Miley is so fulfilling! Like, I’ve had it with your bullshit, and now I’m calling you out.

Okay, now that is out of the way, let’s see what January did to me.

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December: in retrospect

Wow. 2018. I’m still reeling from it. I’m still not excited about life in general, but damn am I excited that finally I can kiss 2017 good bye. See you never. I know, it’s not good to look into the past, but I’m a firm believer that whatever you have today is the fruit of your yesterday, ergo humour me by looking back at whatever happened in December of last year (oh man, you have no idea how great it feels to type last year for 2017, ha!)

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November: in retrospect

Wow, November already? I honestly can’t say that I’m surprised. It’s only a matter of time that the year ends anyway. That being said, it means that I’ve been in Bogota for three months already. Three long excruciating months. Ah excuse the drama flare.

Not much had happened. It’s work, complained, work, and more complaining.

On another different topic, I’ve finished my 2017 reading challenge! Which is just crazy, because the last two years I would have finished the reading challenge halfway through the year, not a month before the year ends.

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October: in retrospect

Another entry into the #RetrospectSeries, I feel like I am going to always be looking forward to this. I can’t believe it’s been three months since I came to Bogota (lies!).

To be completely honest it felt longer. I can’t believe it’s only three months!!!! It should have been longer!


Brb, whilst I scream in agony.

Right, I’m back.

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