Cake Is A Serious Matter

This article is old news – late 2017, to be more specific – but it’s new to me. Frankly, I did not think I could discover anything more delusional than the MLM posts I mocked before. If only I could’ve foreseen how wrong I’d be.

A YouTube channel I’ve recently gotten into is how I was introduced to this extreme oddity. To be clear, I am referring to the post, not the person.

Take The Cake: No, I Won’t Cut You A Smaller Slice Of Cake

This article supposedly explicates the misogyny and “fatphobia” (I despise that word!) of… not wanting a large slice of cake. Yes, yes, I’m serious. And if you think I’m trolling, I don’t blame you. I thought this was the case as well. But no, this was written with one hundred percent seriousness.

Let’s see how far I read into this article with the remainder of my sanity in tact.

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Reflecting On Kaye’s Days

We are all human. We all make mistakes. I try to be conscious of my flaws, but I believe there are flaws and poor qualities that are invisible to me simply because I can’t have a third-person view of myself.

However, I have changed to a degree over the decade of this blog’s existence, and I decided I want to reflect on some of my past posts. Because, in truth, several of my previous posts embarrass me today!

For the sake of not having an excessively long post, I stuck to five blog posts. These aren’t necessarily in the order of most shameful to least or vice versa. The order of them is merely how I chose to organize them.

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Nine Years Ago

No words. Only acknowledgement. My blog started nine years ago and still exists. Yes, I’m surprised. But happy.

Eight Years Running

When I first created this blog in 2012, I didn’t think it would last long. Most blogs I’ve had die within a year. This blog has unarguably had its ups and downs of activity, but I’ve somehow managed to keep it going.

A “blog-iversary” isn’t exciting, but I am a little surprised each year this blog stays alive. I always expect to make a goodbye post somewhere down the line, yet somehow, I find the motivation (and content) to continue posting. Part of me wishes I started this blog in 2010 so I could already say it’s been ten years. I suppose I’ll have to keep waiting.

The most unexpected thing is this blog has, in a way, turned into a record of my life. I created it with the intention of ranting and talking about random things on my mind. I’ve done that, but so many of these posts speak of my regular life and not-so-random nuisances too. Maybe I should’ve expected that, but since I didn’t expect this blog to last so long to begin with, I can’t help being a little shocked by the unintentional record I created. I have no regrets, however.

Some of my earlier posts embarrass me and I don’t want to remember I wrote those. Not necessarily because my feelings are different, but simply because of how I wrote them. Then again, there’s a reason I say I’d hit my younger self over the head.

Knowing this blog has survived so long, I now want to keep it going until I can’t anymore. I can’t picture how long it will last, and I will probably be surprised by any length of time, but I do hope the inevitable end is very far down the road.

Six Years…

I’ve been running this blog for this six years, and I haven’t even remembered every “blog-iversary”. It’s probably not worth thinking about every year, similar to how birthdays can lose their excitement after so many of them, despite being only once a year. Still, I never expected this blog to last as long as it has, despite that being the goal from the start. I expected to have deleted it by now due to inactivity or boredom. I guess a “slice of life” blog isn’t a subject that’s too difficult to maintain since, well, life doesn’t stop until you die.

My disappointment in those six years is that I’m not really any better off than I was when I started this blog. I’m still living in the same place, still yearning for freedom and independence, and still trying to figure out how this whole game of adulthood works. Yes, I’m working toward it with school and a job, but I still don’t have it and patience is not a virtue I possess.

Oh, well. Can’t have it all.