A weird time

This blog was meant to be a place where I could put my opinions for random strangers to be able to view. The thing is, after writing literally two posts, I seem to have discovered something. I’m not actually bursting with ideas. I know, unbelievable. You think you can write a 500 word post about nothing every week and then find out it might as well be impossible. Smh. How do people do this???

Moving on. A really weird thing happened to me last weekend (it was actually on Monday, but that’s beside the point). I’m still not sure what happened to be honest, I’m just thinking about it now and I literally can’t stop laughing.

So, we’ve just moved houses, right, and my dad is kind of obsessed with bringing people over to see it because this is the first house he owns. He has been literally beaming from ear to ear ever since he got it. Anyways, my mum wanted to have her old (college?) friend over because it had been a year since we’d all last seen them. Now, the mum has four kids, two of which are boys, and two of which are girls. The girls are pretty young, so they hang out with my little brother, while the guys are more me and my sisters’ ages. So, everything balances out, and I remember having fun the last few times we’d seen them.

When they came, we were all ready and everything and that’s when I have my first realization. They were really tall. Literally, over the last year, they had just freaking sprouted up like beanstalks while me and my two sisters had grown about an inch.

So, after a while, we get over that (kind of), and we take them to the study to hang out, when I have my second sudden realiztion. They’ve forgotten our names. I KNOW! Like, seriously, there isn’t much to remember (granted, I did have to ask what their sisters’ names were, but again, besides the point). So, after sitting really awkwardly for about 10 minutes, the guy who was my age (let’s call him Anno, short for annoying) gets up and sees the post-it notes on one of the shelves. And for some reason, he’s just like ‘Oh, Post-it notes, I should stick them on their door’. Guess what he does next? He gets the post-it notes. AND HE STICKS THEM ALL OVER THE DOOR. They did look cool though, to be honest…


By the way, one of my sisters was studying for a test then (because it’s exam season YAY   😦 ), and the older guy (Beanstalk) kept looking over her shoulder. You see, those guys are really smart, so when he looked over her shoulder and pointed out he knew this stuff already, yeah, it was demeaning.

Anyways, later on, the same sister was walking past our mum and dad’s room and she saw Beanstalk just lying on the bed. JUST LYING THERE! Who does that? The funny thing is, when she told me about it (after she stopped laughing/dying), I remembered that he’d done that before when he’d come to our house. And I had been so confused. Man, I wish I’d taken a picture and showed it to them later but…oh well.

So, yeah. That’s pretty much what happened. I mean, not counting the fact that Anno just took our computer and started watching Doctor Who an then put on Rock/Metal/Screamo  music on really loudly while Beanstalk and his sisters kept knocking on the study door and then running away when we opened it. And not to forget that those 5/Idk year old girls had an iPad and forced me to play weird games with them…

Let’s just say, it was an eventful night. One that I’m not really sure how to feel about so, I’m just going to put that memory in the treasured box.

And lock it.





Yep, it’s confirmed. There is officially something wrong with me.

I have (now brace yourself) obsession disorder. Not OCD. Oh no, have you even seen my bedroom (don’t do that, it’d be creepy)? I have obsession disorder (again, I have no idea if this even is a real thing).

The thing with me, you see, is that I find out about something new. I search it up and if it is a book, I’ll read it, if it is a show, I’ll watch it etc. Then comes the obsession. Whatever I’m doing usually takes over my life and now I can’t do anything except finish it. Family? Pfff. Who cares about them when you’ve got ANIME?

To let you actually get an inside scoop on this and so you can figure out for yourself how stupid/addicted I get, I’m going to tell you a story.

Right now, it’s the holidays. Now, when I knew the holidays were coming, I had a few things I wanted to do in my mind. So, when they arrived, on Saturday, I finally started watching Dan and Phil, one of the things I said I needed to do (I know, I have no priorities). If you don’t know who Dan and Phil are, they are these two youtubers who I was having marathon of. (Or Phanathon aye aye)

I remember, there were 588 videos and I watched about 200 and something (230?). This took me from Saturday to Wednesday without any stops except the necessary ones. Yeah… But don’t judge me yet! Becaue it gets worse.

On Wednesday, even I knew I was ruining my life so, I dared myself to not watch their videos until Sunday. And I didn’t (I’m pretty good at that kind of thing). But by Monday, I found this anime. It’s called Kurko’s Basketball and I was just obsessed. The thing was though, I never really loved anime that much before. I thought it was okay, but none of the ones I’d watched were too great. But when I watched Kuroko’s Basketball…oh boy, did I love it. I literally finished a season in two days. I know the people who watch anime are thinking: “that’s not that much”. Trust me, for me, it really is. Also, my mum looked liked she would murder me if I didn’t stop watching it so… I had limited choices.

It’s Wednesday today and my exams are coming up after the holidays (vacation as you might say in America) and I’ve barely studied. Yeah. You can judge me as I finish seasons 2 and 3 of that anime.

Basically, I’m a mess. And maybe you guys are huge messes too but are just hiding that fact from the world. If you could relate, comment down below and tell me your stories of how you’re wasting your life. And next time someone tells me to stop wasting mine, I’ll just tell them the story of one of you guys, so I kinda seem normal. (Feel free to do the same yourself.)


Blank Mind Syndrome

Note: I have no idea if the title is actually a real thing.


I’ve been looking at other people’s posts on wordpress and now I have pretty much no idea of what I want to talk about on my own blog. So… that is obviously what I’m going to post about.

I know. I’m not making much sense here right now, so bear with me while I get my thoughts together… Okay. Here we go!

What I want to talk about is that moment when your mind just goes blank and all your ideas literally vanish into thin air. Or (more likely), your ideas don’t seem to cut it anymore and you don’t feel like writing about them any more. Do you get what I’m talking about?

Every time this happens to me, I usually just stare at my post for an hour and then close it becasue I seriously have no idea how to get my thoughts together onto a page, in a draft, that actually makes sense. (The same thing happened to me when I was writing this post which is just ironic considering what I’m going to say next)

So, I’ve decided to look at this with a fresh start and write down tips on how to overcome this annoying and incredibly high hurdle.

  1. Procastinate

I know, I know. I sound like the most stupidest person in the world but seriously, I have a theory about how procastination helps. So, just sit down, grab a cup of tea and listen. 🙂

If you’re suddenly out of ideas, the worst thing you could to do is strain your brain to think of a way to make what you’re writing make sense. It just makes you not want to carry on with your project even though it might be something you would have really enjoyed talking about before. ( I said make a lot of times in that paragraph-stop judging me)

So, what you need to do is save your draft (DO NOT DELETE IT!) and just chill out on your phone/laptop/computer. Listen to music, go on tumblr or any other social media and just basically look for inspirtion. This way, you’re pretty much guaranteed to find something new you want to write about. If not, it will at least help you figure out how you want to write your original post.

Seriously, try it. Just…do it.

     2. Perseverance

Fun fact: I used to think that perseverence meant sweating, so when tachers used to say this word in school all the time, I got so confused. I know. *face palm*

Back to the tip.

KEEP GOING! By that I mean, take a break for half an hour. Eat. drink. Shower (that might be hard for some people to do in 30 mins though). Do whatever you want that will distract you momentarily from this task.

Then, when you’ve had that break, get back onto your post and read it again. It will probably make more sense now as you would be reading it again with a fresh mind. It will also give you an idea of what you were trying to say and how you could say it.

Another fun fact: I actually started writing this post yesterday and then had no idea where I was going with it.


Aaaaaaand, that’s pretty much all the tips I have for you right now. Except maybe one more: JUST DO IT! That one’s pretty self-explanatory and usually the one that gets people to actually do something.

Which reminds me, I need to be doing something else right now. Damn…maybe my next post will be about trying to actually stick to the plans I make at night. 😀

Did these help? (If they didn’t, oh well…at least now you know what not to do when you have utter Blank Mind Syndrome 😀 )


Third Time Lucky?

Now before I start with my introduction and stuff, I just want to say that I’m not technically a new blogger. I’ve had two accounts on wordpress before, whom (is whom the right word?) I pretty much gave up on after a month. So, yeah…

Now that that’s out, let me introduce myself. I’m Ayesha (WOW! I COULDN’T GUESS THAT FROM YOUR TITLE!), and for once, I’m going to try to at least acknowledge my wordpress account (Don’t judge me if this doesn’t work out). I’ll usually post funny anecdotes about my life and some random stuff I guess. I don’t really know yet.

I also don’t really know where this post is going…

So, I’m going to at least try to be entertaining and if it turns out I share your sense of humour, please follow me to get to know me a bit more.

And I guess that’s pretty much it (it’s so small), so… bye?