No-Buy August: because shopping will not make you happy

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I am not going to ramble off about how humans are screwing over Mother Nature, how the older generation with more money, political influence and better options is fucking things up for us young ones (has done that for years). No, I’ll save that for the other blog. All you need to know is that I recently had enough with consumerism and endless shopping sprees after I visited New York City. It was not some sort of odd lightbulb moment, but I knew I needed to actively take a break once I returned to London. You are bombarded with options to spend your money on when you live in a big city, and I have realised that is one of the reasons why I sometimes long to go back to Scandinavia and just stay out in nowhere for a good while. Anyway!

The aim for my August this year is doing a no-spend challenge. No unnecessary purchases, no shopping, no excessive sweets or soda, no new BOOKS (horror!). Obviously you have to eat, buy your medications and all that good stuff, but otherwise you will have to find something else to spend your time on. And while, let’s be real, you can save a nice good chunk of money if you are usually a ‘meh why not’-spender, then it also gives you space to think about what else you could really spend your time on.

My situation is a little difficult since I have no kitchen access until the 19th. My current living situation does not allow for as much as freaking boiler, so I will have to buy lunch and dinner from outside at least two times a day. Two times a week I can eat with the Christians that I am living with, but otherwise I have to be smart about my food situation. I do want to save money but I also want nutritious food. It will be quite a big budget post already, so cutting out anything unnecessary is probably a good choice.

I slipped up on my first day, since I was returning to London and had simply forgotten I was doing the challenge – which resulted in purchasing some multi-use balm and two books. Great to mess up on the first day, sets a terrific mood for the rest of the month BUT I am all for accepting your fuck-ups and just carry on. Nothing good comes out of being upset by a small mistake.

I will probably make a mid-month update on how this is getting on. Let me know if you have any tips for it or perhaps are interested in participating as well!

Photo by Bart Jaillet via UNSPLASH

Personal writer rants incoming

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Get a blog, they say. For branding. For committing. For maybe just finally finish that stupid fiction piece you have stuck in your head for the third year in a row. I wanted something that was more about writing, more about what I am up to as the selfish little prick I am, and then leave the serious business to the other blog. This is about writing, living, studying. My own little dumpster where I can skip the Grammarly and convince myself that this may just be what I needed.

I have shamelessly copied some of this text from my other blog because you bet I could not come up with anything more creative for a presentation.

Who the fuck are you?

My name is Julie. At the time of writing, I am 21 years old and studying BA European Politics. Do I like politicians? No. Do I want to be a politician? Also no. But this is not gonna stop me from throwing my opinions out in cyberspace. I live in some village they call London, where pedestrians have a death wish and your nostrils turn black from the smog.

Why are you doing this again?

Believe it or not, I call myself a writer. My creative mind feels more like a black hole that sucks out my energy than anything useful, but hey, at least I am trying. It gives me joy and I love storytelling, I love reading. All that shit. Also, I do have a book out there with my name on, yes a real one, but we don’t really talk about that.

What will this blog be about?

I will go full nerd. I have started reading books again, so I will probably do reviews, talk about writing stuff, and maybe, just maybe, post about stuff I do, in fact, write. I am still trying to find a suitable media to post my stuff, but we are working on it.

What’s wrong with your English?

First of all, I got tested and I can do this language shizzle. Go ask Cambridge Language Assessment yourself.
Jokes aside – English is not my first language. My native language is spoken by, like, 5 people, so I write wonky stuff or get words mixed up sometimes. Be patient, young one. It is all a part of a process with internal screaming as the prime principle.

What’s up with the name?

First of all, I got the name for the first blog at 1.30 AM when I couldn’t sleep. I thought about politics and the British House of Commons, had a good laugh to myself about ‘commons’ and ‘commoners’, and then decided to roll with it. As for this blog in particular, well, you may see a slight connection.