Tuesday, 19 July 2016

blog goals

Here's a post to what I want my blog to entail and how I plan on using this platform.
I've used VSCO journal for a few posts, but realized that typing on my phone can be a hassle so I've resorted to blogger/blogspot.
No way am I using this to slander anyone, its more of a way for me to vent about how I feel and collect my thoughts- to see how crazy I sound, essentially. What I want to bring to this blog, are my raw thoughts, ideas, and inspirations. This isn't for any type of attention, but its more for me to be able to really allow myself to think about things when I write them down.

A few things you might see on here:
1. RANTS a lot of them
2. Life goals/ideas
3. Travel posts
4. Food posts
5. Rambling of words

This was a really choppy and extremely unorganized post but no one follows this so life is okay LOL

BYE TUMMIES

xoxo
Tammy

Years, Tears

Every child wants to grow up. I was one of those children who always thought being older was one of the best privileges. No, I'm not going to go on with this post saying I want my childhood back, but I do miss the times where I didn't worry so much about planning out my life, and feeling all this random stress and emotion.

Most of my friends know I'm a pretty carefree person. I take care of tasks as they come, and I never look too heavily on things, except one: BOYS. I don't know how, but that seems the one thing I really stress myself over. OK, yeah they give me attention I want etc etc but its just annoying, that I kind of in a sense depend on guys to keep me going. Like no matter how much I know I shouldn't be committed to someone, I'm always actively in search for a love life. I am my best person when I'm single and not worrying a thing about boys, but boys seem to always be my interest at all times, and I hate it.

Going on, the more I think about this, the more I want to act upon it. For the past few days, I've been really thinking about taking a gap semester. I would stay in Singapore for the time being, work, and travel all over south east Asia myself. I think this idea really appeals to me because for a large majority of my life, I've always wanted to live on my own schedule, instead of working with my school schedule. I genuinely feel as if its a really good step for me to grow as a person. To be able to learn from different cultures, and be able to sustain myself in the world. I've been trying to bring this up to my mom, but currently she's not open with it and I really wish she was. Like no worries about school, just time to focus on things I like to do. Enhance my skills, and continue learning about myself and the world. As much as I might miss out on things in the states, I feel as if this may be the prime time to really explore, and delve into living alone and seeing things for myself.
But I don't know, just thought right now.

See ya later, Tummies!

xoxo
Tammy

Thursday, 14 July 2016

Food

Ah food is good. I mean the word rhymes with good for a reason. Food gives you energy, nutrients, nice flavors to consume, and most importantly food makes your tummy happy! Well specifically Tammy's Tummy cause you know that's my blog title.

So last night, as you can read my previous posts, I was in some angry, sad, depressed mood, and to be honest half of it was for no reason. It may have been motivated by something small, but an emotional out pour continued to thrust on.

As I was walking from my bathroom, after brushing my teeth and checking myself out, back to my bedroom to grab my laptop and realizing that the aircon was leaking, ALL THE OVERREACTION, was probably due to LACK OF FOOD. I didn't eat dinner last night because I was intending on going out, but then was too lazy and forgot to consume something. I also have really itchy armpits prob because of this humid weather, which caused me more distress.

SO I apologize for anyone that experienced my over dramatic texts, finsta posts, or even blog posts.

THANKS FOR UNDERSTANDING TUMMIES.
LOVE YOU GUYS
LOLOL I HAVE 1 FOLLOWER...and its Katy HAHA

xoxo
Tammy

Donut

Puns.
I use a pun for my tinder and people like my bio for some reason. I don't know what about puns makes someone more attractive, but I guess it does. People send praise my way, or try to start some pun war and I just sit there in constant thinking mode on how to respond with something punny. I feel as if the pun really defines the person in a sense. Doesn't really say so much about them, but sure as hell gives a person more likability. Maybe its the nature of a pun. Puns are meant to be silly and carefree with a little wit that goes into it. Maybe that's what puns tell about people, a person's silliness and amount of wit one has.

I've recently met someone who swiped right for me more for the pun than my looks. I love a fellow punner, gotta say its punderful. I know, I've got to stop making these punny jokes, but its really hard.

Anyways I forgot the point to this post but hello world!

TTYL TUMMIES!

xoxo
Tammy

Wednesday, 13 July 2016

BITTER

WHAT IS LIFE?
WHO ARE YOUR FRIENDS?
WHAT EVEN ARE FRIENDS?
WHY DO WE EVEN MAKE FRIENDS?
HEAD PAIN.
HURT.

PEOPLE MAKE ME CRY, SOCIETY MAKES ME CRY. ANIMALS MAKE ME CRY. TOFU MAKES CRY.

I am angry.

Hopefully its obvious enough I am in a life crisis. Nothing major but I feel as if the world is a bubble and it has popped and exploded everywhere and I am here experiencing all this random emotion motivated from nothing. THE FUCKING BUBBLE. I may or may not make sense to some of you, but its alright if you don't care or you can't grasp the idea. No worries. This post is written to exude all my anger I feel.

Right now, it is currently 10:10pm and I feel as if a dog fell on my face. Its both enjoyable and laughable but painful af. I smell like baby powder, my armpits itch, I'm facetiming my friend, someone doesn't want to hangout with me, I'm in a foreign country, and I really want food.

10:12pm. I  have calmed down a bit. Slightly less angsty but still very salty. I feel lonely. I hate relationships(mainly cause I'm not in one), sex is weird, and I don't know what to eat tomorrow.

10:14pm. I have just realized this post is legitimately full of shit and I should stop writing.

Farewell.
Goodbye.
Until next time, Tummies!

xoxo
Tammy