GOD DAMN!

If there is one thing you need to know about college, is that you’re bound to have a college breakdown…at least once. Maybe twice.

WHAT IS LIFE?!

Anyway. Yesterday was my last day of school, and I was running on four hours of sleep and had two test. I just sort of died. Other than that, Chicago has finally been getting that summer weather and I’m living! I feel like this finals week was hella tough because my immune system decided to break down on me the last week of school. I was sounding like a teenage boy going through puberty, it was god damn beautiful! *insert sarcastic voice*

I just wanted to make a post to maybe give 3 small tip to other students that are stressing the same way.

1). Stay Healthy!

Like I have mentioned, I was terribly sick my last week of school. It was a week for cough medicine, vicks, and a whole bunch of tea. Try to avoid it! Drink water, have enough of sleep, and please don’t die on me!

2). Stay on Task!

It was extremely difficult to stay on task, especially with NyQuil in my system. I would get home and pass out. One time I had to stay up because of homework that I had forgotten about. PS don’t forget about your homework.

3). Relax

I was extremely stressed throughout my last few weeks, and I made it possible for myself to hang out with friends. This Monday I got out of my second final like at four in the afternoon…not nine. Get it?

Do you hate me?

Well, I made a time to get some coffee with my friends. Talked for a bit, and on Tuesday went out for a bit again. Take time to breathe, and most importantly think positive! You’ll do fine with your presentations, papers, and test!

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National Sibling Day 2

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I can’t believe that I can call this beautiful city home. This is where I grew up, and I couldn’t have been happier. In middle school, I fell in love with Downtown…I always wanted to be there, but living in the suburbs never made that easy. By the time I was in high school, my cousins have already made it a ritual to hang out with their friends. A little part of me was jealous. They were able to get to enjoy their days after school being here. But it’s okay!

You see today after my class, I went shopping in downtown with my best friend and her sister and cousin. So I guess I was just tagging along a family trip…haha! It’s okay! Because they are both really cool, and they feel a lot like my family. The jokes would be the ones we do…and I don’t know I just reached a level of comfort with them.

I dedicate this blog to them, because they are awesome people! And without them, this year would have been nearly impossible. Thank You for being you! For accepting my awkwardness, and my late arrivals on picking you guys up, for being there in situations that I really needed you guys for, for taking care of me, and most importantly for never asking more of me! You guys…I officially consider both of you family, “y mas que todo hermanas,” so I wish you guys a happy national sibling day!

The Choice

“Come bother me,” This was probably the most repetitive line from the movie–The Choice. It was cute.

Well, today it’s the end of my winter break. My friend said, that she wants her break longer. Personally I think that three weeks is more than enough! I’m ready for this. Last semester passed way too fast! I think this one is going to fly as well. The longest month is March, but in March I have my Spring break, so it doesn’t count.

In this movie / book, they kept saying that life is made out of decisions. Right now, I’m debating to myself whether I want to volunteer for the Peace Corps or do EPIK which both will be doing the same thing…teaching abroad. But I also sort of just want to settle down…I know! I’ll barely be 22…I have more than enough time to settle down.

It’s one of my choices that I will have to make!

Dear Someone,

You’re probably living a pretty damn well life…or you’re probably not. I don’t know anymore, and that’s what hurts. It’s been well over four years since I haven’t seen you.

I changed. I’m not the same, and I’m pretty sure you have too. Who could have imagined that with four years I would have changed? But then again I was barely going to be a Sophomore in High School, and now I’m a Sophomore in college. Crazy! Let me tell you how my day was (the one question people hate answering).

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16 Year Old Me

– Last Days of Summer 2017

I woke up at six like I do every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday…I have an eight o’clock class and the commute is 45 minutes long. Oh and as you can imagine I have my license! However, today I swiped the snooze button the other way. I slept in. I woke up at 7:20 am and I knew I was going to be late, so I gave up and decided that it wasn’t worth going to that class late. I told my mom that class got cancelled.

As I got out of the house, I realized I didn’t have my keys…my CAR keys! “Great way to go genius!” was all I could think about when I was calling my mother telling her that same thing. I could hear her laugh, while she teased me. But there she was at the door handing me the forgotten keys.

Standing in the cold for like ten minutes was long enough to get my skin red and itchy, so I blast the heat up. Just like the music.

I got to school, with luck I found parking. I had thirty minutes till my next class started, so I decided to print out the essay that was due and pray that I would get a good grade, because I’m not good at school. It was never an easy thing for me, but that’s beside the point.

Forgetting one more thing…actually various things, or at least that’s what it feels like. My life feels like it is going crazy, yet here I am trying to push through. Just as I pushed through this day at school (the place I don’t want to be at).

-With much love, your forgotten someone!

P.S Hopefully, I’ll be the amazing author (English Major) and teach abroad in other countries. Kill two birds with one stone. I wish you the best!

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.

SO

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!!!

 

 

 

 

A Change for the Better

Tragedy is always happening. Families are splitting. Humans are not having enough of food. No shelter. Children are dying. AND…We the human society are letting it all happen.

I don’t have a sob story. I was born in the United States. I had access to an education. I am an ordinary American student.

But how come there is places in the world where students have to cross mountains, rivers, and deserts just to go to school. SOME DO NOT EVEN HAVE SCHOOL! We as a society have to protect these children and make sure they are and will receive the education they need. If some countries don’t have schools, then it just feels as if they don’t want to see  kids become doctors, lawyers, teachers, and everything else that they dream of.I want to make a difference, and I do not where to start.

I do not have any money. And I am barely in my first year of college. So right now my goal is to donate anything I have that I do not need. I already set up a few notebooks and loose-leaf that I want to donate. Right now all I can do is little changes. Let me try to fix this world into a better place. Do me a favor. If you guys have anything that can help any children in need, then give them these books and supplies that they desperately need. Change the world for the better.

An education is a good way to start. Teach the kids of the future the damage that we have caused and how to change it for the better. Maybe they can fix the conflicts we have with other lands. Education is a way we can all become the same.

Who am I???

“Dearly loved or beloved.” That’s who I am. My name is Aimée, and that’s what my name means.

It’s been nearly two years (maybe even more), since I have had this blog. But, I have yet to tell you who I am? Aren’t you curious? Y’all probably don’t even care. I feel like this is what I should have started off with, but whatever.

For 18 years, I have struggled on finding out who I am. Yes, for 18. Meaning I am still looking. But here’s what I know.

  • I am a MEXICAN-AMERICAN. No, I am not just American and no I am not just Mexican.
  • I am from Illinois.
  • I have an older sister and two loving parents that gave us the world.
  • My favorite author has to be Nicholas Sparks. I would love to be as good or even better than him.

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  • The love I have for Justin Timberlake is not healthy.
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Isn’t he the cutest???
  • I like anime, K-POP, K-Dramas!
    • Favorite anime: I want to say it’s Ouran High School Host Club
    • K-POP band: Bigbang
    • K-Dramas: Descendants of the Sun or Scarlet Heart Ryeo
  • I love two musicals: Phantom of the Opera and La La Land
  • Favorite movie: Crazy, Stupid, Love

Should I add more to these random facts??? Comment below.