Impulse

If I start planning things it just makes things more complicated.  Although, if I don't make plans for things I get stressed out because I don't know what to do. 

So I figure this out...

Short term=plan

Long term=don't plan

This seems to be opposite of the norm but it's how I function. Short term meaning what am I going to do today in order to get things done i.e homework, chores, shower etc. Long term meaning what am I going to do after college, job search, and tattoos. I can't think about or plan these things out.  I learned that nothing happens the way people plan.  So many graduates say that their job has nothing to do with their major in college.  This is because things change, situations change, and so do passions.  I may like business and accounting but who knows what I may end up doing later in life.  My outlook is try not to speak too soon.  

For example, a tattoo is a long term decision because it is something that is going to stay with you your ENTIRE life unless you would like to go through that painful process of having it removed (not). When I start sketching out a design I never end up getting it.  I always end up with something I think of the night before or right before I sit down in the chair.  I end up loving it and living with it.  

Just try not to think so much and just do! You never know until you try. Besides even teachers tell you right before a multiple choice test...go with your impulse if you don't know the answer to the question.

Tan skin

I also learn these random facts when I'm in Lit class.  The other day my teacher explained to us how the times have changed.  Now people considered tan skin to be beautiful as well as fair skin.  Before light skin meant beauty and wealth.  Tan skin started taking a role when families would have enough money to afford leisure time under the sun.  Thus, having tan skin=leisure which equals wealth! 

I realized that I liked being tan because I seem to look more Mexican.  Weird, when I curl my hair and have darker skin I can transform into my hispanic side as opposed to when I straighten my hair and have light skin I can blend in more with my asian side.  I think I want to stay Mexican for a while or at least until the end of summer! My ethnicity changes with seasons haha

  

Got money?

Pay day is a wonderful day!

Since I started working last fall I have never had less than 100 in my checking account. There was something about the month of March that I just spent SOOO much money! It's ridiculous I really don't know where my money went. I was at the point where I needed to ask my parents for allowance (something I hate doing) just to pay off my credit card. Lesson learned, don't spend money you don't have. It's hard when there are so many things that you need to buy in order to stay afloat as a spontaneous college student.

I swear as soon as I heard my pay check was ready for me to pick up I wasted no time to rush to work so that I can deposit my lovely check. On top of that my parents generously disguised their donation to the poor as my Birthday money! I love my parents.

It feels good to have money back in the bank. We shall see if this time I won't end up in this situation once again.

PS
I really need to go Spring Break shopping hehe!

Steps to take

I started dancing when I was 3 years old. My mom had put me in tap lessons because I would always imitate Shirley Temple in her movies. Finally, my mom decided it was time for me to get some proper lessons.
It became part of my life. Every Saturday I would wake up and go to tap class. Every year there would be a new costume and new routine. I couldn't imagine a year without dancing in a show. It really makes me wonder where and when and why I lost that drive. Why did I stop doing something that was so much a part of me?
Now that I am in college I really do miss tap and ballet class. It's only a matter of finding the time to actually attend. Priorities get changed as we get older, thats what I realized. When I was little all I wanted to do was become a tap dancer. Weird.
It's going to be so sad when I can't remember how to do simple steps that came so naturally to me before. Another sad part is that I could have been really good. Teachers saw it in me at an early stage but it seems that when they were putting more effort into me I was losing it.

:(

ITS MY BIRTHDAY

It's my birthday and I can cry if I want to...cryy if I want to!

So today is the day that all the Irish get drunk in the streets to just celebrate being Irish but secretly I know they are all damaging their livers in honor of me! hehe

I have shared my birthday with St. Patty's day for my entire life and as much as I love a day that gives you the excuse to go out and drink I am getting tired of always being expected to wear green! I mean come on! I like the color but I just want to wear something else for a change without having to get pinched! 

Like I said before it's my birthday and I can CRY all I want!

Scrappy Doo

One of my favorite parts of sleeping over my friend's dorms is borrowing their clothes. I know it seems like I am freeloading but honestly I would open my closets for them anytime! (they know who they are).
It is like putting together an outfit with the scraps. Making something out of nothing by mixing the clothes I'm already wearing with the clothes of my friends. They all have their own unique style, which provides me with more selections to chose from. I sometimes find clothes that I would never ever buy but then that just makes the challenge that much more interesting.
Today I am wearing #1 friend's leggings and boots and #2 friend's gray zebra tank and #3 friend's white shirt. It's a look that's not too out of the ordinary but they are pieces that are new to my wardrobe.
THANKS gang!

i'm just so tired

I really just don't get it.

Honestly! I can't understand anything you are saying...speak ENGLISH! If you keep talking in gibberish I will never know what you are complaining about and then the problem will never be solved! If you never tell me I will never change. It's simple we all have voices so use them, that's one thing I learned from the process (clap it up).

We keep walking by the same ugly wall filled with words and gum and paint. Everyday there it is and everyday there you are talking about it. If you are so disgusted by the same wall why do you keep passing it? Criticizing it is not going to make it any more prettier. Covering it up with white paint is not going to cover up the mess you made.

I heard that people criticize others because they are unhappy with themselves. They pick at the little things they are mad at themselves for and when they see it in other people they try to fix it. It's like fixing yourself without having to change.

Whatever the problem is, I'm tired. Coming home after a bad day just to drive all the way back to school at 12 at night doesn't help. Then sitting in a room just to get yelled at AGAIN over the same subject doesn't help. I may be guilty of writing the profanity on the wall but who handed me the brush?

We are all caught in our own mess and we are all going to be booked for vandalism.

Good Morning Mr. Senator!

Trying to make myself a morning person is making me sleepy.
I got myself into a position where waking up at 7 AM is now a regular routine. Although, I am very excited that I landed myself an internship at the state senator's office I am wondering how long I'm going to be able to keep up this early bird streak?
Once I get to work, wearing my first day at work outfit, I'm taken on a tour around the small office that is completely empty at the time. I quickly realize that no one at the office is a morning person either. People start slowly trickling in and I'm awkwardly introduced to each one. My observations show me that people working here are in their early twenties, which I like, and there is only one male. I have a feeling that as time progresses and I become more comfortable in the office I will form some sort of crush on him. That happens when I have nothing else to look at. Lucky for him he is surrounded by intelligent girls for the entire day, oh and me on Mondays and Wednesdays (hehe).
L, the office manager, gets me to work on some paper sorting. I read each of continuants letters and it makes me laugh. I find their passion for certain topics humerous...I can't help it! For example, the topic of marijuana and taxation. People argue how this drug has been around for years and it is a major agricultural crop for Calie. It's just funny...you had to be there, in my head.
I leave the office wondering what will happen next time...maybe I will actually pick up the phone. One task I am surely dreading. Who knew that answering the phone could be such a critical task?
Pondering over my day on my busride to school I came to the conclusion that I'm going to stick with this new me. Waking up early, doing homework early, and being so busy that I can't sit down!
Because this early bird is going to catch the biggest and BEST worm (haha)!--I know you're jealous.

PS
Playing on repeat=Thinking of You by Katy Perry & Mr. Grinch by VersaEmerge
--random, I know, but so is me working at a state senator's office!