Our Youth

I don't think we realize how special our youth is. I mean being young has its perks. Everybody wants to be so much older than they are, well, if they are under the age of 21. Once they hit the age of 21, everyone just wants to be young again. Kind of odd isn't it? My whole life, I have always wanted to grow up fast. I have always wanted to be an adult. But when I hit 18, I still did not feel like an adult. That's an "adult age" isn't it? Now 19, I still want to grow up, but faster. I have always felt young. Even though people have said that  I am mature for my age, or I do look my age, I still don't feel that. I feel like I am still a 16 year old girl living in a 19 year old body. Everywhere I go, I put myself in that situation. I shut myself down and pretend that I'm young. I can't accept the fact that I am a young adult. My body won't let me feel that way. Anyway, that's beside the point I was trying to make. What I am trying to say is appreciate the youth. Whether it's ours, our sibling, our niece, our nephew, our children, etc. Capture our youth. Record it with a camcorder, take a few pictures with a camera (but make sure you print them out). Capture all of the special memories. Once our youth is gone, the videos, the pictures will be all that's left. Cherish our youth. Enjoy it. Live it. Just remember, not only to appreciate our youth, but also others' youth, the ones that we care about the most. 

New things.

My head's been all over the place lately. Spring semester of my sophomore has just begun. I have the worst schedule out of all of my college years so far. Required to be on campus at 8:00a.m four out of five days, with  useless one and a half hour breaks throughout. What was I thinking? Obviously I wasn't. If I wasn't so selfish, this wouldn't have happened. I purposely signed up for an 8:30a.m. class just so I wouldn't have to open for work in the morning... Did I not think that my work does not care? Wishful thinking. Of course, nobody at work could open... so there was my schedule, 8:00a.m. shifts. I chose my own fate this time while trying to avoid it. Sigh. I'm still on my first week of work and school. Already have a headache. Not sure how I am going to pull through for the next 13 or so weeks. I might not make it before that last week gets here.

Classes are alright. I'm taking most of my major classes this semester. Business Writing, Economics, ISDS (an EXCEL/ACCESS class), and a History class for my GE. My advisors warned me to not take so many business classes at once since I'm barely just getting my feet wet with this major. I honestly think I can do anything I want as long as I believe I can. I know, that was really cheesy but hey, it's true. I guess I'll listen to them this time. I'm only taking 12 units which once again puts me behind the rest. The average units required to graduate in four years is 15. Looking forward to summer school... yey. Here's a thing about summer school though, I actually don't mind it. I get better grades and learn better. Everything goes by way quicker. I might need to try an intercession here and there...but I'll deal with that once it's needed.

Anyway, so my hectic schedule during the day doesn't leave me with much in the evening. Here's how my schedule goes:
8:00a.m.- 5:00p.m: On campus.
5:00p.m.-10:00p.m: Cook dinner, eat dinner, watch Netflix, do the dishes, shower.
10:00p.m.-the next morning: Sleep.

Yeah, there goes my schedule on the internet for the world to stalk. It amazes me that my new bed time is at 10:00p.m. That's not real life. I never ever sleep that early. I know this will only last for a week or two. Until I get used to my schedule at least. Even though I sleep that early, I still cannot wake up in the morning. I love to sleep.

Oh yeah, "cook dinner," that's new too! I'm living on a budget now. I should have always been, but I'm really enforcing this whole budget thing this time around. I want to be able to do so much. I have cut back on shopping and eating out. No more shopping sprees, can you believe that? Me neither. No more eating out. I actually went grocery shopping the other day and only bought things I need. I have been cooking delicious meals. Like chef quality food. A lot of pasta. I love pasta. I swear I'm going to be such a great mom. I am still going to marry a chef though. Haha. Anyway, I actually surprised myself. I can't cook, ever. I was able to create my own recipes based on some recipes I found on the web and in my cookbooks. Let's see if I can keep this up. I have been snapping pictures of the creations that I have whipped up in my little kitchen. I'll post them soon.

Gosh I sound so old. Well, that's all for now. Until next time. xoxo.

Running on all four time zones

I am finally in Boston after 10 hours of flying, not counting the overlay hours. This was the worst travel/airport/flying experience I have ever had. I departed from Sacramento, had an hour overlay in Phoenix, and a drop off/pick up in Chicago. The flight from Sacramento to Phoenix wasn't that bad, but the flight from Phoenix to Chicago was horrid! I took so many naps. The flight was 100% filled. A very large man sat right next to me. It was fine though because he was a very attractive baseball player with a carefully built body.

I was so glad to land in Providence, RI. Well, glad...except for the fact that my ride went to the wrong airport. It wasn't her fault though because no one ever told her where to pick me up. Haha. What a day. What an adventure. I'm excited to see what's going to be in store for the next few days!

My Future

For the first time in my life I actually have a plan for the future. I have always been the go-with-the-flow type of girl. Whatever happens, happens. If it was meant to be, it will. I am spontaneous. Due to the fact that plans never works out for me. Plus, life is more fun that way. No stress. No crying if things doesn't go "according to plan." I mean, just because I have a plan, it doesn't mean that I won't be this spontaneous girl anymore. I still will be, forever be, this girl. I'm just saying for the first time in my life, I actually have a plan!

I have never taken school seriously. Everything I have done thus far was because I had to. I was recently declared as a pre-international business. Before, declaring a major, any major, just sounded good. When somebody ask "what's your major?" I could barely utter the words "I'm undeclared." I was ashamed of being an undeclared. I didn't know what I wanted in life.

After finally declaring, I wanted have a plan. A study abroad booklet caught my eye and that sparked this major plan of mine. I read through it and voila! There was a light at the end of the tunnel. The tunnel that has been dark and seemed forever was now opening up. I can see clearly what I could do with my life. I started to do some research and was more excited than ever.

Next semester, I am dipping my toes in the international business sea. I'm taking classes towards my major. As behind as I am, I'm determined to play catch up. I really don't want to stay an extra year. I want to get out in 4. I plan on studying abroad Spring 2013, second semester of my junior year, in Paris, France. They have a few international business schools there. Only two schools really caught my eye, ESSEC, and The American Business School in Paris. I have talked to an advisor about studying abroad and it's perfect timing. I have plenty of time to plan and save. Taking the initiative have never felt so good.

So that's my plan. Though it's not far, but for someone like me, a plan that is one and a half year ahead is far enough.

Vacation

This picture is a Kings of Leon album cover. So inspiring. I have been longing for a vacation just like this. With palm trees, water, sand, and good weather. I want to go to the Bahamas. I want to go to Cancun. I want to go to Dubai. I want to go to Hawaii. I want to go everywhere.

The Drive

I planned on starting my 6hr drive at six o'clock on Saturday's morning but that didn't work out. Sleep got the best of me. Instead, I left Fullerton at noon. I hate driving. It used to be exciting and fun for me to drive six hours home. Good way to clear my head. Now, flying is always the better option. Quick & easy. Actually, the drive home isn't bad because I'm excited to see people & things I have not seen in a long time. Driving back to Fullerton, to reality, however is not so exciting. Back to the norms. Back to the books. Back to the people I see all the time. Plus the drive always seems so much longer.

I started off the drive with a Hearty Bowl from Jack in the Box. Nothing healthy about this, but it was just something simple. The picture does not do it justice at all. It's actually really good.

The drive... beautiful ain't it? I swerved into the lane to my left as I was taking this picture. Oops. haha

Cruise control, all the way. Well, for the non-traffic part of the drive.

Anyway, it only took me around five and a half hours. Which isn't bad at all, but it felt forever! It's good to be home. I am getting pampered here. =) 

HOME

I kind of have a love/hate relationship with the place I grew up in. When I'm away from home for a long time, I miss it. I want to see it. I can't wait to see it. When I'm actually home, give it about three days until I want to leave again. This time, I'm coming home for my Thanksgiving break. I get about 9 days at home. I'm nervous for what it'll entails. The last time I was home was for 10 days, and I couldn't wait to leave. 10 days at home is way too long. I have not been home since August, a good three months or so. Hopefully Thanksgiving will keep me distracted.


I cannot wait to see my family. My mother, I cannot wait for her cooking and go shopping with her again! My father, I can't wait to put up the Christmas tree with him! My lil sis, I can't wait to see her!! Rumor has it, she's very excited for my homecoming. I can't wait to see them all!

My anticipation for going home and for break to start has made this week the longest week ever. It was like never ending, but that feeling of once break has started, was tremendous. I wanted to scream, jump & run everywhere! I wanted everyone to know that MY break has finally begun! Unlike others who started on Wednesday, or Thursday... Whatev.

One week away from school & work = HELL YEAH. I'm definitely going to make the best of EVERYTHING.