an ode to mi madre .

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my mother is an incredible lady. She is an underdog who takes so so much from so many people. I know everyone thinks their mothers are the greatest but MY MOM is the greatest. I could try to write a semi decent ode to describe this incredible women, but I won't ill just tell you.

   She is creative in so many ways that I can not explain. I admire her creativity. Her hands hold such magic, her creative insight, I believe is very unique. She spends hour and hours outside in her garden (which is extremely beautiful) and can literally create nothing into something well worth it. She holds a magic touch that is indescribable. She places such detail into whatever she gets her hands on and creates and makes it so beautifully.
For a long time it has just been to two of us. Things do get hard and times get dark, but she remains faithful and strong and NEVER lets her problems stand in the way when someone else is down and out. My mother is the most selfless human I know, I can only wish to be like her. Her heart is ALWAYS in the right place and is always focused on making someone else's life better.
     My mothers love is like an ocean, OVERWHELMING, SALTY, and COLD. But, just like the ocean, there are those warms spots that consume your body and make you feel content, just like the ocean there is and always will be enough, and just like an ocean it is never ending. My mom is incredibly funny, and incredibly wise, she is understanding, she is reliable, she is compassionate, and most of all she is loving.
 my mother is timeless, creative, and beautiful. I do not deserve such an amazing lady for a mother, but I've got her and I am thankful











To the most important lady ever to live, ever! 

real inspirational folk

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Welcome back once again, today's post is  inspired by people who inspire.
I realize that I rant and rave about people who inspire me constantly, but I never quite vocalize the people who inspire me in my everyday life. The next few people below inspire me in ways I can not fully express in words well enough, but can I only give sincere gratitude in hopes that they understand they have inspired me for the better.



Ms Thomas: She is simply amazing. I can not even thank her enough without sounding like some crazy obsessed student. Ms. Thomas inspires me to just be the best me, and to give the world the best that I have to offer as myself. Not only has she been my English teacher but my theatre teacher  + adviser as well. She is the sweetest and most dedicated teacher on our campus whether people decide to see it or not and she truly cares, if I could say I loved any teacher it would defiantly be Ms. sweet ol' Thomas. I could say so so much more but cant find the words to truly express how much I care and am thankful for her. Its important to have real people in your life, I hope to keep her in mine for many years to come.


Mr Ochoa: This is probably one of the most hardworking teachers ever, everything Mr. Ochoa does is real quality work.  I've learned so much, much more than just  typical lessons that are required to be taught, I have learned  life lessons as well. I like feeling challenged in all aspects and I get that with old 8A. He inspires me to put my best foot forward (to not be a "shake weight") ALWAYS, and that its never too late to turn yourself around and be somebody, so I thank you!




Andy Garcia: IF you want to meet a truly humble soul, meet Andy. Everything he touches turns into gold. I have recently been able to get closer to Andy this year. It was kind of like meeting a star you've admired and finally meeting or becoming their friend. I have seen him work so very hard over the last two years and now the results are coming in. Someone this humble and sweet AND amazing at everything deserves the world (I would also like to add hes attending UC Berkeley in the fall and I am so so so proud of him!). Ugh I love genuine people and Andy is the most genuine there is.




 Mr Wilson: Mr. Wilson, is the greatest! When I first moved and transferred schools I didn't talk to anyone. Mr Wilson was my 6th period Art 2 teacher (and would later become my yearbook adviser for the following two year) and I would only discuss things towards the end of the day in his class. Ever since then, I have been reminded that I can do more than I think. Days when I feel like a failure, I don't know what it is but Mr. Wilson comes in a says cool things and then tells me I'm ready for college and I'll do fine. Reassurance helps and this teacher has given me a lot over the past two years. Mr Wilson inspires me to be totally bizarre, and creative, and to persevere and I truly truly thank him! Also he gets my jokes but i'm not sure if he laughs because he feels sorry for me HA!

feel .

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I had a totally different post in mind that I will save for another day because I  stumbled upon this quote below. I love great quotes and this one just hit home so I decided to talk about it!

words words words .

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     Like most things and situations and topics and events, I have the unpopular opinion.

the start of something new

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     As I come closer and closer to my 18th birthday I am realizing many things, all of which are scary.
1. that I am actually growing older
2. things are about to change, some for the better, others for the worst
3. c o l l e g e
and the list goes on. But, with all these changes that are to come, I realize disappointment is also a monster I will have to battle. With great change comes turmoil along the way. With rejection letters, and struggling to maintain current grades, while trying to keep up socially, it is all a bit overwhelming. I find myself sliding  into a slump i'm trying to avoid falling into. But, in order to succeed and learn, do I allow myself to fall into this slump? Are we supposed to fall and fail completely to learn and succeed, or can we look and see it in our path and try to avoid it?

     Along with rejection letters, as a literal rejection, life has also give me metaphorical rejections. No one likes to be rejected, so how do we avoid or deal with the pain of rejection and change while still trying to swim above the water? Well, for starters, I have learned holding on to the positive  and surrounding yourself with the good really helps. As life rushes forward, friends come and go, events will happen that I must prepare for. I am trying to also prepare myself for things that may not be. I believe some friendships can remain after high school, I do a pretty good job with keeping up, but I know that sometimes, people just drift. The people I have surrounded myself with have such golden souls, that the thought of losing contact with them actually hurts. They have become some sort of weird family I have gathered along the way.

     As time changes things, I am trying to grasp the idea of loss, gain, rejection, pain, + the newness life will bring me. Most of all I do not want life to change me, I am content with my morals and heart, I do not want this world to turn me bitter. As all of these thoughts (and then some) rush through my mind daily, I know that I have a greater calling and wont let the darker things of life darken my bright spirit.

my different selves + Frida .

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first of all, Happy Wednesday, we're already half way through the week.
"I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it's true I'm here, and I'm just as strange as you."

 I'd like to think that Frida was talking to me, and in that I do not feel as strange. I'm not sure if its just me, but sometimes I just watch people, I watch how they interact, and love, and communicate, and sometimes I  feel as though I can not relate. I sometimes feel my views on life and experiences differ. without getting all deep and too personal,  I have different selves, I mold and shape, I am one with myself, but I have different selves. I am aware this may sound strange, let me continue to elaborate. I am loud, I am quite, I am shy, I am curious, I am rude, I am kind, I am passionate, the list goes on. This Frida saying is honestly one of my favorites, it makes me feel like my thoughts arent totally bizarre.

so, thank you Frida.




I am learning to accept me as me and stop comparing myself to the things that I simply will never be.
My hideous laugh,
the way I cry over things I am passionate about,
the things I find funny
my big nose,
my fat lips,
my hips,
the way I feel
the way I think,
are all things im learning to accept.

vocal . expression

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VIDEO  (killed the radio star)  EXCERPT

    A video shared to me by a friend recently has really been on my mind. With all of these horrible issues we see in the media today, this particular video seems to highlight them. We all know there is a form of corruption, but we seem to ignore it if it isn't happening to us. Literacy, the right to vocalize our opinions, and equality is being subliminally oppressed. We are battling within ourselves as well as with each other. Someone is wrong if they do not agree with YOUR opinion,  all of this is only hurting the bigger picture.
     We say we are open to different life styles, but yet, when it is at our door step we banish it, and treat it like it does not matter. There is a battle of being "too ethic' or "not ethnic enough'  or vocalizing what you may or may not agree with. The problem isn't the issue because we are the issue. Now, i'm not calling for world peace, because that I know is extremity unrealistic. But, we can start putting things into action and making our words count. Life teaches lessons, so lets learn from them. The saying "History repeats itself" is totally true, do not repeat, rather create. Educate yourself on more lessons than one, and do not let yourself be silenced.


I really you all  enjoy this video .

MANIC monday .

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This manic monday is inspired by, "What was the best gift you have received?" These next few items may seem a little strange to others but are actually the best gifts I've revived. None of which were extremely expensive, but more so have a lot of sentimental value (and sentimental value is what i'm all about). So i am here to share with you the simple, kind gestures given to me.

Cherish It .

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     Today's post is inspired by friends. I am  learning the significance of friendship, I do believe that there are different levels of friendship. The concept of friendship,  I  am also learning, is a different interpretation from anothers perspective. Overall, we find companionship to fill the void of loneliness, and maybe to make us laugh a little. All these cheesy sayings are leading up to something, I promise.
     I am trying this new thing this year where I cherish the moments I am in, live in the current second, appreciate the smallest gestures, and give over flowing love.(you can say this is my new years resolution, yes, but more so a "life goal") I am a firm believer that their is "good" in every person, but a "good" friend(s) is rare. So with all this said, this blog post is dedicated to my friends, for being true diamonds and not cubic zirconias!

Thank you for all the times you've made me laugh, and telling me I was wrong when i really just wanted to be right.