A Brilliant Birthday Bash

Happy Birthday! I hope you’re having a great day. Yeah, I know it’s not your birthday, but it is someone’s. If it’s not, I guess that’s cool too, I don’t know??? Anyway, I celebrated my birthday this past weekend with some of my close friends, so I thought I’d share it with you because who doesn’t like living vicariously through other people’s experiences while sitting in their room eating chips and regretting their life choices? Here’s some things we did for the party and if you’re ever stumped as to what to do, hopefully these are some ideas you could try out.



Have a photoshoot! : Having this blog and needing to have pictures for it was definitely an excuse to have a photoshoot without looking like a self-centered narcissist, but even if you don’t have a blog, having a photoshoot with your friends is a lot of fun. Plus, you get a bunch of cute pictures that you can put on Instagram to feed your enormous ego. ūüôā

eurekaGo out to dinner! : If you’re going out with a bunch of your friends, you’re most likely going to be loud. Since I knew my friends would be screaming at each other about memes after 10 minutes of sitting down, I chose that we went to Eureka, which is a burger place that is fancier than our usual CPK, but not fancy enough that we would get kicked out for loud and obnoxious conversations. Pro tip: Split a meal with a friend because you’re both broke students that couldn’t even afford a single piece of gum. And lastly, tip your server nicely because they probably hate you after you asked them to split the bill 8.5 ways.

qdsp8443Play a board game! : Wow, I really am 80 years old.

Apply face masks! : Earlier that day we had gone to Sephora and bought a bunch of those single sheet face masks that make you look like your skin is falling off or you’re an actual ghost. They’re a fun way to wind the day down and they also make a great group photo.

In hindsight, I don’t know if there are actually any good ideas here, but I hope you enjoyed reading it anyway, if you got this far. If you are planning on doing these things, already have, or have any other actually good ideas, let me know! Thanks for reading! Bye!


Dance It Out

Dance performances can be stressful. Actually, dance performances ARE stressful. They’re a collection of wrinkled costumes, ripped tights, false lashes, and sleep deprivation. All this while still trying to get our normal schoolwork done and look like we’re having the time of our life onstage while in reality, someone may have just broke their toe backstage and we can’t find our ¬†teacher.

Dress rehearsals have started for the school dance production that I’m in and it has been so much fun, but I also feel like I could sleep for eight days. ¬†But it’s not even the dancing that makes me so tired, though it is tiring, but the constant changing from costume to costume, trying to rush to the wings to get in line for the next dance. For my first dance, I’m wearing homemade diamond chokers and bracelets that are held together by safety pins, but I definitely feel less than safe when I have one dance to get them off and change into my next costume without puncturing my neck and wrists in the process. By the time that’s over I’m already sweating just from the adrenaline.

Of course with performances comes extreme stage makeup. Putting on glitter and thick false lashes is so much fun to do with your friends…for one night. When it gets to the second day my skin is screaming at me not to clog up its pores again but I still gotta do it. Everyone always looks so good with their red lipstick and blinding highlighter and it’s easy to forget that everyone else isn’t wearing that much makeup until you walk outside and people give you funny looks because you look like a sweaty clown.

All the late nights and hard work pays off though, because the performances are so much fun and even if you mess up it doesn’t matter because all your friends are still cheering you on in the audience. ¬†I’ve been performing in dance shows all my life, but the school dance shows have always been the most fun, and this may be my last one so I’m hoping to just enjoy it.

Do you dance? Do you like performing? Tell me in the comments! Thanks for reading!

Sincerely, Sonja

A Few of My Favorite Things

Monthly favorites go by, but at the end of the day there are always some things that you keep going back to. The things that you would save first if your house caught on fire. Besides like, yourself and pets. Usually these objects have a story behind them or are sentimental for some reason…or you just really like them and they have no meaning whatsoever but it’s usually the former. These are some of my “save in a fire” or just ” like a bit more than other things”things.

My first thing is this clock that sits on my bookshelf in my room. My grandma got this for me when we went to Paris. We went to a chateau that was the home of Nicolas Fouquet, a finance minister to King Louis XIV, called Vaux le Vicomte. When we went into the gift shop she said we could pick out anything we wanted and I chose this little clock. It’s definitely the best thing that I got from that trip and something I’ll ¬†hopefully have forever.

My second object is my pointe shoes from the years that I was a ballet dancer. Although these shoes were the actual worst and destroyed my feet on a daily basis, they remind me of when I used to do ballet all the time, and I know that when I’m not dancing anymore that I’ll want them to remind me just how much I love to dance. Also, they’re super pretty so they make good decoration.

My next object is a gift that my friend made me for my birthday. It’s a small piece of wood with the deathly hollows symbol from Harry Potter on it made with string. I love this gift because I know she put a lot of effort into it and it reminds me of all my friends and how we’re all such nerds.

My last object is a painting of dancers that my grandma got for me. My grandma’s an artist, so I know she put a lot of thought into what painting she got for me and it’s special to have something that in a way is important for her.

What’s your favorite thing? What does it mean to you? Tell me in the comments! Thanks for reading!

Sincerely, Sonja

When In Rome

This post is going to be a throwback to last summer when I went to Italy because I’m stressing out over AP tests and would otherwise have nothing to write about but late nights studying and the amount of coffee you can consume without going crazy. So instead I’m going to write about my experience in Rome so you don’t leave this post feeling depressed.

Rome was absolutely amazing…and incredibly hot. I think by the end of the trip I was actually a dry husk because I had sweat all the moisture out of my body. Besides that it was incredible. There was history on every corner and walking down the cobbled roads felt like being at a theme park with all the vendors and little restaurants lining them. I was lucky enough to be able to stay at an absolutely beautiful hotel, and my favorite thing to do to escape the heat was sit in one of the rooms with couches and little tables and a grande piano in the corner, get a cup coffee, and relax. After walking around all day in the blazing sun, it was a nice breather.

That being said, the monuments in Rome are breathtaking. We didn’t get to go into the Colosseum, but we did walk around it and it felt like taking a step back into ancient rome, besides all the tourists walking around gawking through their camera lenses. But I can’t complain about that seeing as I definitely was one. Another was the Trevi Fountain. I loved seeing the statues of Roman gods in all the architecture because I’ve always loved Greek and Roman mythology, and Rome did not disappoint. The one thing I regret is that I didn’t throw a coin into the fountain to make sure I come back one day, but I still think I will. We went to so many more places, but the last I wanted to talk about is the Sistine Chapel. It was so cool seeing the ceiling that I had learned so much about and actually seeing up close how detailed it is.

Have you ever been to Rome? Do you want to go back? Tell me in the comments! Thanks for reading!

Sincerely, Sonja


AP Test Stress Sesh

AP tests are coming up and like every other average high school student, I’m desperately trying to cram information into my brain while also spending 90% of my time watching YouTube videos and reruns on Netflix. It’s now a week before my World History exam and I am most definitely in denial. I have started studying, but I definitely should have started a while ago and now I’m just hoping that only knowing the basics will be enough to get me by. I mean, I can’t stress out about studying if I don’t study at all…right?

My avoidance of studying definitely came from my perfectionist tendencies and the fact that I’ve always been an overachiever. I know that if I’m not gonna do as well as I want to, then I’ll just avoid doing that thing to avoid failing. Basically, I’m putting off failing so that I can just forget about my responsibilities and keep thinking I’m a perfect student. Also, I definitely read about this somewhere, I’m not smart enough to come up with it on my own.

So what I’ve been doing is cramming as much in as possible into a brain that only retains song lyrics and drinking copious amounts of coffee so I can maybe feel somewhat prepared for a test that I was supposed to be preparing for the entire year. I love school.

This is the first time that I’ve really studied for a test. Like review the whole year type of studying. Because of this I really had no idea what type of studying worked best for me. When I watched history YouTube videos I would always get sucked in to my subscription box and and then end up watching 8 hours worth of Buzzfeed videos. But when I tried to read the book my mind would always wander and I would finish a page and have no idea what I had just read. I found that watching videos on a site that isn’t YouTube and taking notes while watching the video has helped me the best, but I still am sometimes pulled to my other tabs.

Hopefully if you’re taking AP tests you’re a better student than me. How do you study? Or do you just not study at all? Also, tell me if you relate to this because it’ll make me feel a lot better knowing there are more people that are just of a mess as I am. Thanks for reading!

Sincerely, Sonja

Concert Tips for the Anxiously Awkward

I have only been to three concerts ever. The first was a Colbie Caillat concert that I went to with my mom and sister and was really chill and laid back. The second was a bunch of different groups performing that I had a traumatic experience at and don’t like to talk about. And the third was to a Two Door Cinema Club and Grouplove concert just recently. Because of the dreaded second concert experience that I don’t talk about, I had an aversion to concerts for years until I went to this third one. And I had good reasons too. Crowded places give me anxiety, loud music makes me feel like I’m going deaf, and chill dancing isn’t my forte. I don’t know what came over me, but when my friend asked me if I wanted to go to a concert later that day I said yes. It had been years since I had gone to a concert and I was thinking maybe this time would be different than the last. It also helped that I liked Two Door Cinema Club already, so I knew what music was going to be played. And what would you know, miraculously enough, I actually had a lot of fun. There were a lot of things that I did differently than last time that definitely made it a better experience, so I wanted to share those things to help you out if you’re feeling scared to go to a concert or don’t know what to expect.

1.Go with someone you’re 100% comfortable with

If you’re already nervous about going to a concert, it’s only going to be added stress going with someone that you’re not completely comfortable with. You’re gonna want a friend there to help find your seats with you and be there for you if you feel overwhelmed. Also, it’s just much more fun having your bestie there to share the experience with.

2.Get seats!

Trust me, if big groups of people make you anxious, do not get tickets for the pit. I repeat DO NOT get tickets for the pit. Everyone is jostling together in the pit and there’s nowhere to sit down at the awkward moment in the performance where no one is really dancing yet because it’s light out but they’re still bobbing their heads along with the music. Also, I’m pretty sure you can swim through the weed down there. Seats are so much nicer and you can take a needed break at any time during the performance.

3.Wear something comfortable

Don’t wear your pajamas but also don’t wear your homecoming dress that’s way too tight with 4-inch heels. Wear something that you’re comfortable in but still look good in. Effortlessly chic maybe. You’re gonna be up on your feet a lot so make sure you’re wearing comfortable shoes too.

4.Stop caring!

I am the most awkward person I know, so I knew that I was definitely dancing like an uncoordinated giraffe. At the beginning, I wasn’t used to it, but as the night went on I got into it and I finally just stopped caring about what I looked like and danced. Being self-conscious about dancing only makes you look more awkward, so just know that everyone around you is too drunk or high to judge your limb flailing dance. You went there to listen to music and dance, so do it and have fun because nobody else cares what you look like.

There are probably a lot of other things you could do to help with your concert experience, but those are the things that jumped out at me personally. Do you like concerts? What has been your favorite concert so far? Tell me in the comments! Thanks for reading!

Sincerely, Sonja


Hopping Into Easter

Happy late Easter! I hope it was sp-egg-tacular! I’ll let myself out. Easter is always a holiday I kind of forget about ¬†and then when it does come around it always takes me by surprise. I know there’s a religious reason for why Easter is a thing, but the most religious thing my family does on Easter is try to say grace before brunch because we feel like it’s the right thing to do. Except my grandma doesn’t really understand how prayers work so while my dad’s talking the only other thing you can hear is my grandma’s commentary of “mmm’s” ah yes’s” and “trues”. It almost makes me look forward to it.

But since I’m not religious, Easter to me has become a commercial holiday of chocolate bunnies and egg puns. I’m not complaining though, I love the candy that comes with Easter and the fact that at that moment it has become seasonally appropriate to wear pastel florals. I also love that all the flowers are finally blooming and that everything looks pretty and fresh.

One of my favorite Easter activities is dying eggs. This year I only made two, but I think they’re ones for the books. My first was a pink monogrammed egg with a flower wreath around it because I’m classy, and my second I didn’t get a picture of but trust me it was pretty amazing. I didn’t really have a goal so I was just putting random things on with the help of friends and it basically turned into a glittery fairy stripper with blue pompom hair and fleeked eyeliner. Her name is Silver Star.

What would and Easter be without a classic egg hunt? Because my friends and I are actual five year olds, my friend Sarah set up an epic Easter egg hunt with prices and everything. I’m not a competitive person at all, but it was still fun. That’s me saying that I didn’t win anything. After that we just ended up lying on the grass eating the candy from our eggs and hanging out. It was the perfect way to end a great Easter.

What’s your favorite part about Easter? Tell me in the comments! Thanks for reading!

Sincerely, Sonja

The Great Outdoors and Other Lies

Because my life is dreadfully boring, I was a little concerned this week thinking I wouldn’t have anything to talk about and would have to resort to a buzzfeed¬†status “10 Life Memes That Are Totally You” post. Thankfully, the blog gods shone down on me and gave me something to talk about besides how I managed to never leave my bedroom besides occasionally sneaking out for food and the the bathroom for an entire weekend.

What I had forgotten was that my sister was celebrating her birthday that weekend, (I didn’t forget her actual birthday thank god) so I knew I would have tons to write about. My little sister and I are very alike, but also very different. For her birthday, she chose to take a hike up to Tangerine Falls with a¬†bunch of her friends and then go to lunch at a beachside restaurant, ending with some fun at the beach. All three of these things are something I do my best to avoid on a daily basis. Well…maybe not the beachside restaurant…because food.

First off, being from California, and especially Santa Barbara, people look at you funny if you say you don’t like hiking, and don’t let me tell you what happens when you say you don’t like the beach. They act like you’re saying you don’t like puppies or Beyonce’s new album. You’d think me, being the born and raised California Girl that I am, that I’m the type of person that believes in becoming one with nature and has a vegan-paleo-fusion diet where all I eat is nuts and free-range kale. On the contrary, I actually detest hiking which I had forgotten about untilthat rude reminder Sunday morning. I really was trying my hardest to “listen to the songs of the rivers” and “paint with all the colors of the wind”, but my inner germaphobe wasn’t having it. Don’t get me wrong it was beautiful and I love nature, but I’d rather experience it from a balcony overlooking it than actually be in it.

I honestly have no complaints about the restaurant. The food was awesome and they accidentally gave us an extra milkshake so that was the best part of my day tbh.

The beach came last and due to my avoidance of the beach under any and all circumstances, I hadn’t been in about a year. I decided to go though. Maybe I was stepping out of my comfort zone or just fooling myself into thinking my hatred of the beach was fake news and I was actually a true beach girl. I was wrong. Sand is still gross, there are still too many people, and I still burn as easily as a match if I go outside for more than 30 minutes. The oddly shaped sunburns on my shoulders can attest to that.

At the end of the day we all went home and had cake and then I shut myself in my room, fully appreciating my indoor space. Just kidding, it wasn’t that dramatic. But I did feel like I needed to sleep for 12 hours straight.

Do you like hiking and the beach? Or are you like me, a cynical homebody? Tell me in the comments! Thanks for reading through my incessant whining, I appreciate it.

Sincerely, Sonja

Also, Happy Birthday Margot!