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I remember watching shows and movies with strong female characters and not being able to get enough of it, pretending to be just like them when I would play games by myself in my room or with friends. One of my favorite memories is after I had watched “She Devil” for the millionth time, I would write little lists on pink notebook paper with a rose pen and just laugh to myself as if it was an inside joke. These days its harder to find new shows with such strong character as the ones I was use to growing up. Which makes me sad. I have a little sister and I want her to grow up with characters just like I did. I saw that it was okay to have girl power and that just because you’re a girl doesn’t mean you can’t go far. Being a girl was always in your benefit in those shows. I’m thinking of  just having her watch the shows that I did when I was her age.

And don’t get me started on video games. What I would give to be able to have her play games that didn’t have to do with cooking or dressing up.  I might as well create my own show and video game at this point. (If I had any art skills lol)

Let me know if you have any suggestions of shows or video games for my sister and I to play 🙂

 

Girl Power?

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I hate bills, I hate rent. I hate having to get up in the morning and have to work, I hate that I’m actually really happy that I got that job because without it, I wouldn’t have survived much longer. But I hate this feeling. Feeling like I’m twice my age when I’m only 20. I hate having so many responsibilities when I can barely remember to do my laundry. I hate the fact that I have so many dreams but I’m always too tired for them. I hate having nothing to look forward to except 6 p.m because that’s when I get off work. I hate that the highlight of my week is when I get to have my two days off, that I spend doing nothing productive because I’m too mentally drained from work and all I wanna do is lay and bed and do nothing.

But I also can’t sand  the idea of me returning to that awful city. I dare not to imagine life back there. Bad memories and no future is what I see. I worked so hard to get out of there. I work so hard to stay out. So I refuse to go out without a fight. I may hate bills and responsibilities but I love the freedom.

I love helping people at my job. I love having the honor to work where I work. I love traveling, oh how I love to travel. I love seeing new places and meeting new people. I love the endless possibilities even if I’m having hard time reaching for them. But I hope that I’m able to at least try. Over a year ago I simply did that. reached out and tried and now I’m here.

So maybe that was the first step to unlocking something greater than I would have imagined.

Here’s fo hoping

hate/love adult life

Today I was visiting my friend in another city, it was about 8 pm when we went to get some pizza, we then decided to get in the car and drive to a random city around 11. Stopping by a store where we randomly started talking to a guy, turns out he’s from wales and just got to America not that long ago. We decided to go to a restaurant next door and left around four in the morning. 

It’s moments like this that remind me how amazing life is. How everything happens for a reason. 

Go out there and live it