The Sunday Edit #3 | A Rainy April Day

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April rain & slow mornings

I woke up and it was already raining this morning. It was so quiet the type of morning that reminds me of winter days in my country. It’s always sunny, less rain, so it’s spring all year. Only in autumn I can really feel autumn. But the April rain always makes me think.

I woke up at 10 I wanted to wake up at 9, but my alarm... somehow I couldn’t hear it. So I woke up, opened the socials, and saw what’s going on. The night before, I was on TikTok trying to find cooking videos of food I want to make, especially for breakfast. I wanted to make homemade bread, but I couldn’t find the flour, so I was sad haha. Decided to do it another time when I have enough ingredients.

So I ended up doing scrambled eggs with toast bread, and it was sooo yum. Cleaned the house, the room it was great. I called mom and grandma to ask about them. It makes me happy to talk. Then at 12, I decided it’s time to do mat pilates. Did arms and glutes, I was feeling amazing after. I use my resistance bands in my workouts (I’ll make the wellness post soon) and the Chronically Online series is coming very, very soon .

Ate yummy crepes with peach jam this afternoon it was soooo yum .

I shared last time in my post about how much content I’ve been saving lately it’s honestly insane. From TikToks, YouTube videos, tweets, Substack posts, Pinterest boards... everything. It got to a point where it just felt too much. I couldn’t even remember what I saved or why. I was hoarding ideas and never doing anything with them.

So I started deleting. Quietly. Calmly. One by one. Anything that no longer made sense, anything I knew deep down I wouldn’t revisit.

Today I thought I’d share a little preview from the Chronically Online series the things I saw, saved, and actually did. I finally took action on my saved content hahah. That deserves a moment of pride honestly. Because how often do we save and forget?

And then later today I was sitting in bed, scrolling on Fragrantica, just adding perfumes to my wishlist like it was a ritual. I don’t even know why it made me feel so calm. Something about looking at scent notes, imagining what they’d smell like, the cozy aesthetic of it.

And that made me remember a version of myself second year of university. She was always tired, always complaining that the bus took forever to come, that classes were boring, that everything felt too much. She was always overthinking. But I wish I could go back and tell her to pause. To look around. To take a deep breath. Because she was living in some of the most precious, fleeting days of her life and she didn’t even know it.

Back then, when it rained all the time, I had my little journal always nearby. I remember my room, the smell of the rain mixed with that one perfume I wore all the time Girl of Now by Elie Saab. It smelled exactly like almond sweets and warm pastries. Sweet, rich, cozy. I sprayed it on everything. My scarf. My sheets. My wrists. It made me feel sooooo goood .

When I’d come back from uni, I’d get in bed and watch episode after episode of Gilmore Girls. I was obsessed with Lorelai and Luke. I kept hoping they’d finally be together. And I wasn’t just watching shows I was also bingeing vlogs,I was trying to figure things out, who I wanted to be, how I wanted my life to look. It was all so new and raw and... kind of magical. I didn’t know it then, but I was shaping the way I see the world now.

It’s funny how sometimes, when you’re just lying in bed scrolling for a new perfume, your whole past self visits you like a little ghost not to haunt you, but to say remember me. And I do. I really do.

Back then… it’s wild to think how much has changed. My bestie and I, we were in the same uni, roaming around campus . We’d talk about everything our crushes, dreams, embarrassing stories, random jokes … It was so fun. We didn’t know it then, but those moments were golden.

I was 19. Still figuring things out. Still trying to find comfort in the in-between of who I was and who I wanted to become. That year was actually tough, so many emotional highs and lows, but when I look back now… I don’t remember the heaviness. I only remember the good parts the walks, the talks, the little routines. Isn’t that strange?

I had a bob haircut back then so cute. I had just discovered pilates .

The young Manel always dreamed of carving out a space for herself in the digital world her own blog, a cozy corner where her thoughts could live freely. A YouTube channel, podcast And she did it. She actually did. She opened her channel, she's nearing 300 subscribers, and back in 2020, she gathered a community of 10,000 people who loved her tiktoks .

She wanted real, soul-touching friendships and she met three beautiful besties along the way. People who saw her, truly saw her, and loved her for exactly who she was. She blossomed into someone social, open-hearted…

I’m proud of her. Deeply. Because she didn't just chase dreams she caught them. She earned her Master’s degree in Physiology of Nutrition and Health, and not just that she was first in her class. Her professors admire her, respect her. She became that girl smart, kind, and unforgettable.

I’m so grateful. So, so, so grateful.

This afternoon, I was feeling so happy and excited everything felt light. Then I got a call from a recruiter who said they had received my resume for a medical representative position. She asked if I had a car, and when I said no, she told me they don’t accept candidates without one for this role.

I stayed calm and said thank you. I didn’t take it personally… or at least I tried not to. But the rejection still felt heavy.

My heart started beating faster, maybe because it’s not the first time. It’s actually the second job I’ve been rejected from for the same reason not having a car. And something inside me just went, “No way… this shouldn’t be what holds me back.”

I reminded myself of all the things I am good at. I told myself rejection doesn’t define me, and that it doesn’t erase my value or potential. I’m still dreaming of the day they’ll call to say I’ve been accepted and not just accepted, but chosen because I’m the right person for the role.

I’m not gonna lie though… sometimes I sit quietly in my room and wonder: Am I not good enough?
And then comes the overthinking. It’s a spiral I know too well. But today, I stopped it. I gently pulled myself out. I opened my wishlist and started adding things I love. It’s a small thing, but it worked. It reminded me that I can still look forward to little joys and that I’m allowed to hope.

Movies in my watchlist :

Things from my saved folder :

Eau duelle from dyptique ( in the wishlist )

I asked the woman on TikTok, and when she replied, I gasped. it’s exactly the kind of scent I’m obsessed with. I added it to my wishlist immediately. I still need to explore Jo Malone perfumes, but right now, this one has completely captured my attention. I just hope I can get my hands on a sample it’s ridiculously hard to find! But fingers crossed, anyway.

To read :

Podcast ep :

This week, I’m on the hunt for a new April scent ,I’ve got a dentist appointment to finally get out of the way (ugh, but necessary), and I’m also planning my very first solo date of the month: a little outing to pick up some essentials and treat myself to sweet things like croissants and brownies because I deserve it. I want to visit family too, I’m aiming to publish at least two or three posts, and I’m excited to make my favorite bread recipe and that cozy soup I adore, and I’ve scheduled in three Pilates + weighted workouts to move and ground myself. That’s pretty much all I want to do simple, soft, and fulfilling. Hope you enjoyed this little update; more to come soooooon, stay tuned angels⭐️⭐️⭐️