Tag: Dear Optimists

To do before I die #1

Dear Optimists,

Last night, I was thinking about what I want to do before I die. All sorts of crazy things came to mind: Scooba diving in Australia, bungee jumping, roadtrips with my future children, drive a Ferrari F40 (red, of course)(childhood dream); all things that won’t happen within a reasonable time frame.

Then I remembered.

When I was a kid, I tried building an igloo. It took forever and I never finished.

In other words, one of the things I want to do before I die is to gather friends and build that godforsaken igloo.

Building an igloo – have you ever tried that? Any pro tips?

Love,
Nadia.

P.S. Typical me realising such thing now the snow’s gone…

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Today

Dear Optimists,

There’s nothing like defeating a video game, right? I just beat all of the zombies in Rebuild 2, an online game I happen to love. I saved 99 people and defeated every zombie in the town to make it safe.

I’m a hero.

What did YOU accomplish today?

Love,
Den
P.S. In case you missed it, this post was seething with sarcasm.

Traveling alone

Dear Optimists,

Last Summer I traveled to London, England by myself. I needed time to myself and to figure myself out.

Okay, that’s bull. Everybody went on this marvelous festival in Denmark, but it’s mad expensive so I went to London instead for the same amount of money.

I was planning to walk around the streets of London, snapping pictures of all the turisty things:

I expected to meet up with Prince William, tell him a thing or two about Kate. And of course say yes to be his Princess.

Obviously, neither happened. Instead I spent a serious amount of time in bookstores and meeting lots of new people!

When you’re out and about all by yourself, you open up to others in a whole other way than what you’d normally do. Plus the fact that you’ll definitely learn a thing or two about yourself. Have you ever tried traveling by yourself?

This wasn’t my last time traveling all by myself! I

Love,
Nadia.

Know What I Love?

Dear Optimists,

Know what I love? Bendy straws. You know the ones. They..ahem…bend? Something about them always makes the drink more fun.

This has been a random post.

Love,
Den

P.S. Tell me something random that YOU like!

Questionnare

Dear Optimists,

The other night I found one of those silly questionnares that one always write, but noone ever reads. Except the fact that I did read it. And now you have to, too.

And only because I had the stupidest and most sarcastic answers known to man:

No doubt about it – I must have had a laugh when writing that stuff down!

What are your answers to the exact same questions?

Love,
Nadia.

Tir…zzz

Dear Optimists,

This is what’s going on with me these days:

I’m too tired to function (apparently SO tired that I accidently wrote ‘fuck’). Which is also why I’m using an old drawing of me being just as tired a year ago.

Just one of those weeks, right?

Love,
Nadia.

EBooks? EBooks!

Dear Optimists,

I don’t love Kindle, Nook or anything else. For me, an English major, my love of the novel, the feel of the paper and turning of the page itself are all romantic in some way. Sure I love playing games on my iPad, and using programs on it, but I just can’t bring myself to read on one.

As much as I don’t love e-readers, I found one wonderful use for them. It’s easier to carry one around than a book when you’re reading a Stephen King novel. 😉


Love,
Den

What’s That Smell?

Dear Optimists,

Elevators are often an uncomfortable place for me. I really appreciate my personal space, and always try to give everyone else around me as much space as possible as well. Usually, I find most other people willing to do the same.

One morning this week, I was heading up to my office on the elevator with about five other people. No one was saying a word, and we all just watched the numbers climb up, waiting for our respective floors, and prepping ourselves for the onset of a new work day. After a few seconds, a woman in the elevator opened up her bag and pulled out an onion bagel. I’m not sure if you’ve ever been in an elevator filled with the smell of onion bagel before or not, but it can be somewhat overpowering…especially early in the morning. She took a couple of bites, and we all stood in silence, even more anxious for the elevator to reach our floor.

Suddenly, the man standing behind me slowly leaned forward, stuck his nose in my hair and full-on sniffed it! I immediately thought, “Whaaaa?! Did that just happen?!” I didn’t move a muscle. The elevator doors opened on the floor just before mine. He casually moved past me, and walked towards his office like nothing had happened. I looked at the girl next to me and we both burst out laughing.



Hey, at least that means my hair smells better than onion bagels, right?

Love,
Christy (of PCC Advantage)

Nadia, will you marry me?

Dear Optimists,

I often look through which search engines terms led to this little optimistic spot on the interwebs. Most of them are quite ordinary. Such as “how do girls pee”, “meaning for optimistic rocker”, and “flavour of optimistic persons” (!?).

But my personal favourite is “Nadia, will you marry me?”.

I’m very curious about who went on Google and typed in those words to end up here. It’s probably Den pranking me, and not Boyfriend finding new, creative ways of proposing to me, as one might think…

But a girl can dream, right?

Love,
Nadia.