Angel's Plug❤

There is just no doubt that the order in which you were born in your family relative to your siblings is going to affect your personality in a myriad of ways. It’s just because there are certain conditions, responsibilities, and expectations that are set on you depending on where you fall in the line of siblings. That’s why it can be fairly easy to predict how you would act in a relationship depending purely on your birth order. Whether you’re the eldest, the middle child, the youngest, or the only child, you are going to have certain characteristics and traits in your personality that you will carry with you into your relationships. And these traits are going to be distinct only to you. However, it is still important to note that all people are different and just because two people happen to be the youngest siblings in their respective families doesn’t mean that they’re automatically going to have the same personalities. It’s just that their position in the family setting is like

  Dear Future Me (37 years old), How’s life? I hope you are in good shape. Though I am a big glutton as of this moment – eating out the stress from all the shits of this life – I am still hoping that you are in a good condition: healthy, happy, and financially stable. The least thing I could imagine you right now (knock on wood) is for you to be in bed, chained with all the apparatuses in this world to artificially sustain life. Have you met Denzel Washington yet? Were you able to travel to Ireland with Lyn to meet Colin Morgan? Gosh, I'm shaking. Were you able to spend your honey moon in the Maldives? Was it as adventurously awesome and breathtaking as the way they projected it on those pictures and videos you have been repeatedly watching? How was your interview on the Delay Show with Deloris Frimpong Manso. I hope she didn't drain you that much. (Hahahaha) Have you fully-documented all the sunrise and sunsets you’ve seen? How’s the blog? Did it gain more viewership, o

 There has been a lot of defining moments in my life. To be brutally honest, a lot of those moments I would have rather not happened. But they have played a huge part in who I am today, and I strongly believe that despite how hard they may have been, everything does happen for a reason. I've been through some shit. 99% of that shit I do not and will not ever (well, we'll see) post online, as it is private and too difficult to share so openly. I felt like this about what I am going to talk about today for a good portion of time. 2 years ago on August 16, I was denied of entering a university I have applied for. I feel shaky and tingly and sad writing that. I can talk pretty candidly about a lot of hard things in my life, to my friends or family. However, whenever I try to talk about this, or write about it in this case, I get choked up. It's strange. I only really realise how much that day actually affected me when I think about it for long enough. I guess that is beca

  My dream come true.  Time alone. To live in peace, to read a book without interruption, to enjoy a snack out of hiding. So I would be lying if I said there weren’t times I just got lost. Maybe on the way home. Maybe in a store. And sometimes – sometimes, I’d like to get lost on a deserted island far, far away from the hustle, bustle, and most people's demands of every day life. Of course, I love the life I live. Don’t get me wrong. But it can be, well, overwhelming at times.  I'm needed all the time.  There are no breaks, especially as a freelancer. So to say I need a break is an understatement. So follow me on this dream for a moment, would you? If I could take a little vacation to a deserted island where NO ONE could bother me and there were no to-do lists, I’d pack a few necessities. Since I’m just going to assume there are no demands, no requirements of me to figure out how to stay alive (because, let’s face it, that’s another responsibility and we’re avoiding