Melanie Guajardo
Bio
Just a 26 yr old with an active imagination & a lust for life. Follow me @melaniegyo on IG
Stories (23/0)
Apartment 413
October 29, 2020 Several things are new. First off, my excitement for life again as this cold weather comes in. I have a lot of people reading my blogs, well more like a handful, but that is exciting to me none the less. My hair had a transformation (I cut it short and dyed it a nice fall color). Also, my boyfriend and I after a quick Austin trip this weekend just feel all around better. I feel like we are both in love again, or not again but like we got over a hurdle together in our relationship. Lately there had been a lot of up and constant downs, so it feels like we really surpassed a great big obstacle and things feel okay again. Happy again.
By Melanie Guajardo3 years ago in Humans
Apartment 413
October 22, 2020 “Time changed, we’re different, but my mind still says redundant things. Can I not think? Will you love this part of me? My lover is the day I can’t forget,” this is the lyric that has been stuck in my head lately. What song is it you ask? Well the songs name is Lover is a Day and the artist of this amazing song is Cuco. Why has it resonated with me lately so much? I just feel like I have related to the song’s lyrics 100% this week. I have been going through some emotional motions lately and it seems like it has been happening often, but then when I remember to ground myself, I find myself again. Just like the song I over think and say redundant things and stress myself out, until I remember everything is fine and I am okay.
By Melanie Guajardo4 years ago in Humans
Apartment 413
October 15th, 2020 “Tick, tock, tick, tock,” the daily sound of nothing happening in the office. All I can hear every passing day in the office is the sound of the old analog clock perched on the top of the windowed wall and the air conditioning as it turns on and off. This week has been so tick tock and air flow quiet. Not only has it been uneventful it has been dreary. Life has felt like a single song stuck on loop, repeating every time it is over. That is how my days have felt, on repeat: wake, work, smoke, workout, eat, repeat.
By Melanie Guajardo4 years ago in Humans
Apartment 413
October 7th, 2020 It is about midweek and this week has already been way too much to handle. My brother had some sort of anxiety break down and we barely came to find out in the harshest way. Thank God, he is okay and has his head on straight (for the most part) but he gave us all a scare regardless. That scare manifested in me emotionally, it was the tear shed of 2020. I cried my eyes out all of Monday evening because I could not believe my brother would joke with his life. I was so hurt and disappointed at the same time. But maybe this is God’s way of just bringing us closer together and making us conscious of things we would have otherwise never been. Either way my family now knows I care more than they think and that I love them always.
By Melanie Guajardo4 years ago in Families
Apmt 413
October 1, 2020 It is a new month, October, and the month of Halloween! Have I ever been big on it, and by “it” I mean the dressing up and decorating? No, but something about this year and that fact that we are no longer living at home with our families makes me want to party for this fake holiday. Maybe, also the fact that for once Halloween is on a Saturday and not a weekday. Is there something wrong with wanting to live a little in my twenties? If you are having good fun, you should never stop having fun. I’m thinking this year bae and I might be Morticia and Gomez Addams and feign some intense, devoted love for one another… just kidding, no need to feign as we really feel that way for one another. Maybe we do not use the exaggerated words of passionate, dark love as the Addams, but we can embellish our wordings towards each other for one night.
By Melanie Guajardo4 years ago in Humans
Apartment 413
September 17, 2020 In case I don’t say it later, I am exhausted. This weekend was a whirlwind of a weekend. After work on Friday Chris and I left to out hometown back in The Valley for a funeral. Friday night I stayed up till the wee hours of the night with one of my closest friends, Tori, while sipping on a couple of drinks. The next morning bright and early we had to get ready and head to Chris’ aunts funeral. It was hard for me to say the least. I was expecting to cry because I had built some small, nice relationship with his aunt and I knew it would break my heart seeing everyone mourn for her. But what I did not expect was to have a horrible physical anxiety spell where my whole body began to shake from all the emotions I felt seeing her lie there in that light pink casket.
By Melanie Guajardo4 years ago in Humans
Apartment 413
Coming to you live from apartment 413 in 3… 2…1! We made it past the first week of San Antonio traffic and working alone. Have I made it out alright? Well, just a bit more on psycho status, but I survived though the week, so I would say I did good. All I really wanted this week was for Chris to be here and now he is finally here, and I get to cuddle! What can I say I have learned about myself? I crave human interaction and or attention. I guess after being in a relationship for almost five years now it makes you a little co-dependent. Although, if you are wondering, I have managed pretty.
By Melanie Guajardo4 years ago in Humans
Apartment 413
When life throws you into a job where you are entirely alone and not only alone but starting in a new city, what do you do? I'll tell ya, you take it apologetically by the balls. New life, new city living, but you must evolve and grow with the experience. Become the person you envisioned yourself to be when you accepted the job.
By Melanie Guajardo4 years ago in Humans
I'm a Teen Hearts MODEL!
Hey guys, so here's the deal! I have recently gotten chosen to be an online paid model, BUT of course to be paid I have to promote. Promotion on its own is a huge obstacle for me that I am barely learning to tackle. The point of this though, is not the promotion, more so just the opportunity I am getting to be a model.
By Melanie Guajardo6 years ago in Viva
Gone
Coward. Coward is all I can think. Back then when I was five, you were a hero. When I was 13, I would go to you first for anything. When I was 18, I had my first heartfelt conversation with you and we cried together. When I was 21, you broke my heart. You didn't break my heart slowly, you allowed it to linger, hanging on a single hinge for a week. You spoke to me of things I shouldn't have had to deal with on my own, you made me lie and hide words. You let me cry for your stupidity and disappointed me every time I'd see a drink in your hand. You probably thought it was OK, felt relieved even, to get those words off your chest and share them with someone close. But with those words you condemned me. You changed your ways with the world. You stopped caring, you yelled in front of people who shouldn't have heard it. You were the person I looked up to, an idol of sorts. You were the safety at home, the protector. Then you slowly became the absentee, the runner. I would stay up late nights to make sure you'd be home, wondering, worrying. I would hear the fights. I felt the pain.
By Melanie Guajardo6 years ago in Families