Es Tiempo de Vals


“Keep calm and lose yourself in the music.”

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The sound of music in your ear has the most peaceful way to relax and put you to sleep. Which is one of the reasons why I love to take my iPod or phone with me on road trips. Yes, this weekend was already planned ahead of time. The plans were to go to Missouri to be with the family and celebrate my cousin’s quinceañera. Well what can I say, we did exactly that…no random adventure. No summer/weekend fling. It was just a weekend to chill with the fam.

On Thursday night, my mom told us to be ready by five o’clock in the morning. Naturally I put the alarm at 4:30 am. To my shock, no one was awake. I gave myself ten to fifteen minutes to sleep in and wake up naturally. Yet a few minutes later and my parents woke up. Everyone is awake and we’re pumped. The energy was jumping everywhere, and the coffee did not help with that. However being in the car for eight hours straight has a way to drain you. As you’re in the second hour of the road trip you hands move to your best friend… technology. Sad, but true.

The first hour or so on the way to Missouri and I’m already munchin’ on a blue-berry muffin and caramel ice coffee.

While my iPod has all my favorite songs, it also has my soul. As I’m typing this down… I’m on my way back to Chicago and in the first hour of the trip. Which is rather soon but we’ll I’m listening to Lay It Down by Lloyd.

Anyway, we got to Missouri at noon and that first day we caught up with everyone and everything. Where we enjoyed a good meal in the backyard, which was Ribs and rice. Second day, was the day of the quince. That’s just a traditional big party. We went to the church. Then to Denny’s and straight to the hotel where we took a nap and waited until it was the time to go to the party. Third day, we spent almost the whole day at my uncle’s house. We had breakfast and later had a barbecue.


While I said there were no surprising events, I sort of lied. During our weekend stay. The first day my cousin took us to Lee Summit mall and Yogurtini. Second Day was Denny’s and Mickey D’s. Third day was a price chopper. Still not very exciting but some of the things were very delicious.

Glad to have came!

Bye Bye Teen Years

I’m officially 19!!! It’s crazy! My last official years of being a teen and then it is straight into my twenties.

Every single movie I have watched depicts your teens and twenties like the best part of your life. Which I find incredibly funny because so far my teens have been horrible. They were full of insecurities and days that I had to learn how to love myself. In all honesty, I’m still working on it.

BUT not everything was awful. My teens had brought some of the most special days: Quince, Prom, Graduation of 2016, and probably more. I have grown closer to the few friends I have and my sister.

While I am absolutely terrified of growing older, I also accept it. I accept that it might be harder and that it won’t come easy. There will be days that I think I am not going to make it, and give up. I accept this life I was given, and I will try with all my might to achieve the things a teen is suppose to do. I don’t keep any promises. I’ll have fun and live life as it is. Because my teen years taught me to just live and have no worries.


P.S Pictures of today…

King and Queen

“A happy marriage is about three things: memories of togetherness, forgiveness of mistakes  and a promise to never give up on each other” (Surabi Surenda).

Yesterday marked the marriage anniversary of my parents. I remember when I was younger, I wanted them to kiss every day. It wouldn’t even be for special days. Maybe I wanted to see the love. Anyway, my parents are very different from each other. My father is a quiet man…very serious. My mother still has energy of a troublemaker. Her eyes glistened when she is doing a “travesura” or being a “payasa.” Yet, they both ended up together.

I guess I still like it when they kiss…

When I ask my mom to tell me how they met, I admit it wasn’t anything special. Fate pulled them together, it decided that they would baptized a little girl together. The dress shopping for the baby, and being together…they grew fond of each other and started dating. They broke up, but fate laughed and once again they ended up together.

My parents!

My parents may not be the most romantic but love is there. Over the years, I have grown to learn that they are different…but that’s okay. I appreciate that they remain strong and keep pushing through. If it weren’t for them we wouldn’t be the family we are now.

Ummm…I don’t have one where we are all together…but this would have to do!!!

Today, is my father’s birthday. Like I have said before, he is a man of few words. But without him, I wouldn’t have a bed to sleep on or a shelter over my head. I wouldn’t have this computer that I am typing on…I wouldn’t have the phone that I use 24/7. Without him I would be nothing…literally. I don’t say it enough…but I love you, papi!!!

My parents are my king and queen.

Me and my father.

Writing to be Somebody

Just shut up, because no one cares. I’m not important…

I can’t tell you, how many times I felt this and keep feeling it. If I’m quiet, I am forced to think these dark thoughts. I don’t matter. I’m not important. I’m just another human on this earth who is probably just going to die in the end, with no real impact.

Point being, there would be days where I felt like complete failure of a human, and would end up crying in the bathroom, or cry myself to sleep. Or like I have said before… a want to escape what is known to be reality.


Six to seven years ago, I started writing with the intent of creating something. A different world in my words. I knew I wasn’t good, but it helped. It helped because I felt like a SOMEBODY I have a purpose I thought. Sure what I wrote about was nothing important, BUT it made me feel important. It went to poems about my insecurity or my family, writing into a diary where I would write my dark thoughts hoping that no one would read them, to a blog where I hope I can give a message.

I write to feel alive. I write so I have time to cry and sort my feelings out. To shout at the world for being so unjust. To give you guys hope. That life is going to get better… BECAUSE YOU MY FRIEND ARE IMPORTANT!!!





Freshman 2016 – 2017

I’m finished with this SHIT (excuse the language)! I wish I could say that I am finished with college, but sadly it’s only my first year. If I were to explain what college is like, I would say (in reality I found), “Stressed out anxiety-prone teens running on three hours of sleep and a shit ton of coffee.” High school seniors…that’s exactly what you are going into. It’s not all bad…I guess. Four things that my Freshman year of college taught me:

Do your homework! I know this is such a cliche…and I know most kids do it either way. Yet, in high school you turn in a late assignment and you could possibly get full points. My first week of school, and I was trying to get used to how college worked. I messed up! I missed the deadlines. Or… I would forget the assignment all together. Anyway… I missed the first big assignment…the professor took almost a whole letter grade to it.

Parking is hell. The first day wasn’t bad. However, the next few days to come were awful! Basically, if you had a class at 9 and on…you’re screwed. The only times I was able to find parking was on Tuesday and Thursday. That was after one pm. My advice to commuters going to any school is to get there at least thirty minutes before your class starts. In my opinion, that is still pushing it.

Don’t procrastinate! Which I guess could go with the first one, but what the heck! If you want good grades you have to study. I tend to push studying until it became the last important things. Just try to do everything on time, because if not college is going to be difficult. It was for me…

Arrive on your finals on time! With my fxxxking luck, I got late to one final in each semester. Therefore, put an alarm and go TWO hours before your exam!!! At least if it’s snowing. That was my luck…it snowed and it was icy. Boom, there was an accident!


National Sibling Day

Nineteen years after and this is who we became… the iconic sister image. We’re Nani and Lilo, Nora and Mary, etc. The six years of difference has no effect on our relationship. Honestly, at some points I considered us like twins, but even twins don’t see eye to eye. Sisters wouldn’t be sisters if they didn’t fight. These are the 19 reasons why she became my best friend:

  1. One Room, Two beds.
    • Ever since our old apartment, me and my sister have had to share a room. It forced us to communicate with each other. I hate it and sometimes I want my own room, but thanks to this room we got as close as we are.
  2. Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen.
    • This room brought long nights of laughter that made me pee in my pants or to fall down on my knees holding on to my stomach because of the pain. It also brought endless talking, where I would tell her my crushes, tell her about the girls/guys that bullied me, to talk about the dreams I have, talk about the teachers or people I hate, and so much of other things. We would stay up until three o’clock in the morning.
  3. Friday Movie Nights!
    • It all started with Disney movies. She started making an effort of getting to know me, and well we watched all of the Disney movies, or at least all the ones we had. Little by little we grew together, and it was no longer Disney movies.
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  4. Baking…
    • Before our movie nights or after, we would bake. Well at least she would and I would help with some things. It would be the chocolate chips cookies or brownies that we would crave.  We would listen to music and sing our lungs out for the whole world to hear. It was full of sweets and no regrets.
  5. Harry Potter.
    • Believe it or not. I actually did not like Harry Potter…I was scared of Voldemort. But by twelve, I picked up the first book. Then it was down hill. Falling in love with the Weasleys. Agreeing with Harry on his thoughts of Slytherin. To getting mad at Snape for supposedly killing Dumbledore. I read all of the books. All bloody seven of them, with tears in my eyes with the last book. Now we both want to go to Florida and experience Howgwarts first hand.
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  6. Concerts
    • My first concert was Miley Cyrus, and my sister didn’t take me. However, my first concert with her was pretty epic. In a way, it was my first K-pop concert because I saw PSY but she will take me to BIGBANG, Winner, and iKON.
  7. Crazy Stupid Love
    • We use to go on these dates. It would be the movies, Panera or Burger King, and to Target. One of the first few times we went was when we watched Crazy Stupid Love starring the famous Ryan Gosling and Emma Stone. It was epic! None of us had our license, so we would walk everywhere.
  8. The Dreadful Violins.
    • Our dad forces us to his families parties, so we’re forced to sit through the awkward conversations or no conversations, the no cell signal, and finally the dreadful violin music (maybe not dreadful). We suffered together.
  9. Our License
    • My parents never took us out, so it caused her to get her license at 21. Luckily for me, she helped me. With practice and some studying, I was able to get my license last year. I was 18.
  10. Working Out?
    • It’s been a fight to lose these extra pounds on me…and it has failed many times. Still not at my results, but nonetheless when we workout (every other year…). We do it together. Maybe, I should do this by myself… but for now we can eat together.
  11. Mis Quince!
    • My 15 was something special. Honestly she had nothing to do with. Most of it was my parents. BUT… she accompanied me to take pictures in downtown and danced with me the whole night. She was the second MVP!!!
  12. Never Saying Sorry…
    • Sadly, both of us are quite stubborn…so we never actually apologize to each other. However, we know what pushes our buttons…and we grow as human beings.
  13. Food Adventures.
    • Currently, I’ve gotten her to go to new places. Since she spoils me, we gone to Joy Yee, Dim Sum, Pho, Nancy’s, Giordano’s, Andy’s, and more awaiting.
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  14. Class of 2015 / 2016
    • She has helped me with my homework since I was in elementary school. It was a sad moment to realize that I had to try and do it without her help. Either way she was a good chunk of why I graduated both middle and high school. I got to see her graduate UIC, and now I hope I can graduate university.
  15. X-mas 2016.
    • Last year Christmas, was the first year we had gotten each other something. I actually had a job and I was able to give her something small. It was cute!
  16. Downtown Adventures
    • These last few years, I have been dying to go to Downtown. I have gone to Chinatown. I feel like I have been officially everywhere in Chicago. I think my crave for Downtown has officially gone down.
  17. / 18. / 19. “Life is full of moment, and right now is a moment. The sound of a pick meeting the strings. The sound of a conversation running through the air. At last the sound of my own thoughts being played like an Ipod with an infinite amount of music. Filled with unperfect harmonies, raging voices and loud obnoxious laughter which breaks the silence” (Diary). This weekend was more than three adventures. My cousins came over. We went to Portillo’s, had the first bonfire, and gotten some fro-yo. Yes, it sounds boring but it was the fact that I spent my day with the people I love the most while listening to music and just laughing 24/7…was awesome. Our relationship with our cousins, also has gotten us closer in some strange way.

Nothing Out of the Ordinary…

“You know what would be really cool? If we could freeze life”(Spring Break).

Well as you can imagine, I am / was in spring break. And just like that character I would like to freeze time. It’s Sunday, so right now would be the perfect time to freeze time.

I have exactly three hours…maybe less…and spring break is over. I wish I could have said that I went to Florida, Mexico, New York, or California. Yet, I didn’t! I stayed at home for the five days of the week. I would like to say that it was relaxing, but I think I had a stroke in the middle of my so called vacation.

These were my boring days………


I hate Mondays! I think everybody does. It is part of the human life. This Monday wasn’t as dreadful as the Monday that will be coming tomorrow. But!!! It was bad. What I did???

  • Had a heart to heart conversation with my amiga at Starbucks. While I learned that I actually like macchiato’s.
  • We actually had other things to get, so we had to get off our butts. Sad story! I had to get headphones, and she had to get food. Our first stop was to the Dollar Store, and man we couldn’t find parking!!! And when we were finally in the store, we realized we could of just went to Target. We’re dumb! So we went to Target!


This was a bit more bearable. My sister had her day off, so I wanted to do something different…but in the end we just washed our car. The  inside of our car…

But I watched a movie called Love On Air, and it was a chick flick. The only movies that I’ll actually ever like. It was about a Radio broadcast who told personal moving stories of different people. While obviously, the two main characters falling in love. Because WHY NOT?!


I WANT TO DO SOMETHING!!!!! Spring Break was almost over! Here I am, sitting on my butt. So we did.

  • We went to get our pass ports, but that epically failed. We didn’t know what to bring, so we just went with what we thought we needed. But no…so instead we just got our pictures taken in Walgreens for our Passport. This is the first step of summer, so it was pretty exciting. I haven’t been out of the country since I was five or six.
  • We went to Panera for a meal. Which was our meal of the day. Very healthy (I’m joking)!
  • Since, the stores are literally right there…we went to Kohl’s, Jewel, and Ross. That was pretty succesful! My momma bought me a dress in Kohl’s. I’m so ready for summer.
  • We got home like at six…and we were pretty tired.


I tried Pho noodles for the first time. After, my sister came from work we went to go eat at some place in Naperville. It was good! But I gotta say…my momma’s green pozole is better. But my coconut milk tea with tapioca pearls was on point. Pho noodles. Checked of my bucket list!


Well the weekend came by, and I’m not ready to face another new week of school. This weekend was just me spending time with my family. Nothing out of the ordinary. Although, I did finished a K-Drama…Goblin!

While, I am kind of mad that I never get to do anything for spring break, I’m happy that I got good company. A big shout out to my friend who helped me pass by the difficult Monday, and to my sister who is willing to satisfy my needs and spoils me. Y’all kept me sorta sane this week. Spring break is over! Hope y’all have a good spring break when it comes!!! Comment what you did!