just your average daydreamer

I like putting my make-up on. I really do. Just the process itself gives me joy. But I have to admit it's been really freeing not to do it for over a month now of staying in quarantine. Don't get me wrong: during "normal" times I also somedays choose to go out without any make-up on because it just feels better for me at the moment. Although there was a time in high school when I would never even go to the nearest shop without having done my make-up before, right now I don't consider myself a make-up addict. But on the other hand, even if we treat make-up only as a nice but unnecessary addition to our ever-day life, it's always some kind of a mask. Now, when I'm at home 24/7 with my parents and siblings I feel no need at all to use make-up products. I think it's probably because they all have know me forever and I don't need to hide anything from them. It got me thinking that maybe I don't put my make-up on exclusively for myself after all...

Let's face it: we all have our guilty pleasures. Wether it's listening to Tylor Swift's You Belong with Me or watching some oddly satisfying videos of people picking pimples on YouTube. Today I'm gonna oficially embarass myself in front of you and tell you about my number one guilty pleasure which is Riverdale .  It's a teen drama that I started watching almost four years ago. I have to admit that the first season was really amazing. I was immediately sucked into this world of a small american town. The storyline was credible and coherent, the characters were well introduced and multidimensional. The soundtrack was also really cool. And apart from all that, the Riverdale cast is just beautiful and I enjoy watching pretty people so for me it was pure pleasure. But then something went terribly, terribly wrong. Right from the beginning of season 2 I felt like it wasn't the same show anymore. They started to throw in a bunch of new characters but none of t...

 During one of our Eanglish online classes, we've had a discussion about our childhood. We all shared our memories from that period of our lives and some of us even showed some photos of themselves when they were kids. I didn't do that because I have so many favourite childhood photos that I couldn't decide which one to pick and upload to our forum. But I thought it would be a good idea to create a post here with all the photos I'd like to show you and to describe each of them in a few words. Let's get started! The day of mine and my twin sister's sixth birtday. As you can see, we were trying really hard to blow out those candles. And don't you think it's so cool to share your birthday with your sister, because you get to have TWO birthday cakes! Our dad would always make them for us. That's little me. Can you see the resemblance? I've always been an "outdoorsy" kid. Well, without the Internet and Disney Channel what else c...

Today I'm gonna talk about...weather! Again! Yaaaay! Seems to be my favourite topic, deosn't it? I know I'm getting really boring with it but I simply have to tell you about this morning. I woke up at about 7 a. m. and saw a message from my friend saying something about winter coming in the spring time. I immediately jumped out of bed, ran to the window, pulled the curtins back and...it was all white! For the first time this year (it's March 31st today) we saw real snow here! And a lot of it! Every time when it's snowing for the first time in a year, I'm a little kid again and I get really excited. Instead of eating breakfast first thing after getting up, as I always do, I grabbed my camera and went outside to capture this beautiful but supposedly fleeting moment.  I felt as if I had been magically transported to Narnia in the era of the White Witch. I was taking photos like crazy. Then, when my little sister finally woke up we were able to build a snow...

I heard about the benefits of practicing gratitude already a while ago, but I think it has even more importance now, during the hard times that we live in.  I feel like I've always had this natural tendency to be grateful. I am a person who finds great joy in really small things, like beautiful colours of the sky or a chocolate ice-cream. And so I was very pleasantly surprised when I saw an interview with a psychologist who said that gratitude not only improves are mental well-being, but also has a major impact on our physical health. It's been proved, for example that people who intentionally look for things they can be greatful for, age better and they have significantly less wrinkles than others. Until now I've been practicing my gratitude almost unconciously, without actually thinking about it. But now I've decided I should be more intentional. I've downloaded an app called Presently that is basically a diary of gratitude. Every evening it reminds you t...

I've been really on the fence these past few days about wether to write here about the coronavirus pandemic that we're in the middle of right now. But I guess I don't have a choice. It's pretty much the only thing I can think about.  I don't know if I'm afraid. I would rather say that this thing that I'm feeling is not fear but just uncertainty. Here, in Poland, we still seem to have the situation under control. But nobody knows what will happen next. And because it isn't as bad here as, for example in Italy, people tend to underestimate the danger. And that's what really is dangerous.  Anyway, I'm not able to control the others and their behavoiur. But I can control myself. At least in theory, because even though my university is closed, we still have online classes and the teachers (most of them) still think their subject is the only one we attend. So I spend most of my "free" time trying to catch up with all the assignments,...

One of my favorite things to do is talking about names. I know it might seem like a weird hobby to have but I truly enjoy it. I'm pretty sure that the name given to us after we were born (or even before that) has an impact on our life and to some extent determines our personality. First thing to know about your name is its meaning and the language it originates from. For example my name, Jaśmina , comes from Persian and means a gift from God . Ever since I found out about that, I've been thinking every now and then what does it really mean for me and my life. I feel like I need to be a gift to others, to show them kindness, compassion and respect everywhere I go. Of course I often fail miserably at doing that, but it's my name that constantly reminds me to keep striving to be a gift. Another thing you can say about a name is wether it is very common or rather rare. A friend of mine once told me that in her opinion people with weird names are a bit weird themsel...