Taylor Swift's 1989

Ever since Taylor Swift's new album, 1989, launched on Monday I have not stop listening to it. I'm serious; to be honest, I was not expecting to like it because I was more fond of her earlier work but now I that I had the chance to listen to the whole album more than 5 times, I must say that I absolutely love it. If I had to choose one song, it would be a difficult choice because I like them all. No, I'm serious, especially Blank Spaces, Out of the Woods and of course Shake it off.  Taylor Swift has really done herself this time, after her last album I was a bit concern about her emergence to the Pop genre. But my concerns and worries are put to rest because her emergence to the Pop genre was genius. I'm satisfied with her new album and look forward to her next album.



#taylorswift #1989


MH <3

Progress Report

I never thought I had the will power to maintain a diet, especially for four months, I feel like I have accomplished something important. Even though I have not reached the ideal weight that I wanted to be at this point but I’m satisfied with the weight I have lost. Currently I’m between 150 and 155, my scale is a little off scale sometimes and I cannot confide in it but I’m sure that I’m between those numbers. I know the scale does not define me and I should not give a lot of importance of the number but for my healthy weight purposes I will allow it. In the last few months I have been trying to slim down the junk food such as chips, candy and soda however, I’ve had my little temptations but hey I’m allow to eat whatever I want but with caution. I’m more aware about my eating habits when I’m at home, I eat in portions and I eat when I’m hungry and not because I’m bored or emotional. In the past week, actually two weeks, I have been a little unstable with my working out times; in the last two weeks I have not been working out on Thursday and Friday. It’s mainly on the circumstances such as yesterday was Halloween and I didn’t want to get my costume sweaty. I know excuses, will only do me harm than good. I need to be more firm with myself, I cannot let myself fall, not now that I’ve made so much progress. I hope that by the end of the year I could get at least to 140 and that will be a great accomplish. 

#healthyme #140hereicome

MH <3

Halloween and it's festivties

October 31 is just another regular day on my calender and don't particular like to celebrate it. In the past I have not been fond of the word Halloween and its connotations. I just believe gives a bad vibe. I must admit as a child I use to dress up and go trolling for candy at people's houses but hey it was fun getting free candy and dressing up as a character that you admire. But now that I've grown up, I see everything at different perspective. Instead of celebrating Halloween, I've learned to celebrate Dia de los Muertos, an event about honoring our loved ones by making an altar honoring them by placing personal items and such. Halloween is simply a day to excuse ourselves from reality and pretend to be something we are not. In a way, it's fun, exciting and enjoyable. This year, I decided to give dress up as Wonderman with a dead mask. Why? Well, instead of just dressing up, I wanted to give it a twist to my costume, so I decided to ask my mom to paint me a skull.

 <--- That's me, my mother is getting better at this face painting thing. I give her props for the amazing skills she has. Anyhow, the whole celebration Halloween is not related to my costume. I just happen to dress up as Wonderman today of all days, it's simply a conquincidence and the mask it's simply a representation for tomorrow's Dia de los Muertos holiday. And plus, the whole Halloween thing involves candy, which is something I don't have, so there. I'm not celebrating Halloween. 

#diadelosmuertos #ilikedressingup 

MH <3

Let's Pause for a Minute

One thing you all should know about me is that I make a big deal something that shouldn’t be overlook as a huge thing. I don’t understand the behavior of some people, you know, in one moment they are acting like a big jerk and don’t even know it and the next thing you know they are trying to deny the whole thing. I cannot go into specifics but I did encounter myself in the same situation with an old friend. I don’t want to over analyze it because I really don’t want to get myself hopes that that specific person is changed. I’m just going to go along with it and see what they want. I’m tired of letting people in and turn out they are just using me as an amusement and not for the right reasons, a friendship. I definitely want to be a different person and I cannot let the past ruin the progress that I have made thus far. 

#strong #cantletthepastdefineme 

-M<3

What Happened to Me?

Prior to writing this post, I thought hard about the topic that I should write about, but the was that I could not think of anything. Which made me realize, what have I been writing about these past years? So, I took a look at my previous blogs and after reading several posts I realized that it was my pointless drama in school. Dumb? I know right, I could not believe I wrote such things; and now that I have read them I feel I should delete each post. What's the point of having those posts, if it's only a reminder of my past and who wants that? Back then I wrote to let out how I felt in hopes I would feel better and it did. But now that time has passed, my previous posts and/or blogs don't serve me any good. Now what? I ask myself this question several times, now that I'm not longer in connection with school what am I suppose to write about? What happen to me? I guess the answer to this question is that I grew up. I'm glad that I'm no longer that person. I'm still in the fence but I know having God in life will guide me to the right path. I hope I will find my way soon and I hope to write about interesting and important things instead of my pointless drama.


Good Night. - MH

Back to CSULB

I am completely unaware about what direction my life is heading. Today I wanted to do something spontaneous, don't get me wrong I love being at home, being isolated from the world but today I wanted something different. As I rode the Metro Blue line this morning I thought about all the many times I had been riding that train to get to school. When the doors opened on 5th station, I thought about all the people who got off that same station to get to school. Happy memories. In a way, I'm glad that I don't take the blue line anymore, as you could imagine the different people that come in and go and their drama. When I stepped into campus, it was then that I felt I was a stranger on campus like I no longer belong there. I'm siting here at the third floor of the library, thinking about my life and my future and what direction it's heading to. I remember the last time I was here, it was Spring 2013 when my friend (Erick) and I decided to study together. I know I should not be thinking about that, I'm just reminiscing my college life. In a way I feel a bit of guilt; guilty in not pursing my true calling instead I conform for what I have. Ever since I graduated from CSU Long Beach, my motivation to continue my education has wired down. I try to distract my mind with other things such as my daily workout but it doesn’t always help. At the end of the day, I feel I disappointed myself, my family and God. The reason that I came back to CSULB is to remind myself what I’m capable of. Thank goodness that I have my younger sister attending CSULB so I’m allowed to check out books, otherwise I would be stuck here reading them. I have two books that I think will help me regain consciousness about myself and what I’m supposed to do one book is called Teachers as Cultural Workers by Paulo Freire and the second book is called Chicana Feminist Thought.  In college, some of my favorite classes were my Chican@/ Latin@ Studies classes, one of them being CHLS 330 Critical Issues in Chicana and Latina Studies. I got the opportunity to learn about myself and how Latinas are represented, what roles we are forced upon, among other things. I hope I can figure out what direction should I be going? 

Another Sleepless Night

It's 3 in the morning and  I cannot seem to close my eyes long enough to fall asleep. Not sure if it is because I have a lot on mind or is it simply because I'm not tired. It has to be the first one because I'm tired from a long day of shopping with my mother and my sister. One of the issues that is affecting my sleeping is my school loan. Today is the first deadline payment for my school loan and I'm in the state of motionless. I knew the day would soon arrived and until this point I have no job nor source of income, I'm afraid I won't be able to make the payments. Another issue that is keeping me awake is where am I in my life? Am I doing something productive? Am I achieving what I had hope to achieve at this point of my life? Questions such as these are coming up as each week ends. I cannot seem to picture myself anywhere, I have goals and ambitions but I cannot seem to pursue them, not because I lack in motivation but I just don't want to. Simple as that. I don't understand myself; all the years I've had spent in college and for what? Jobless and broke. I know it's the negativity talking but it's the truth. In the last recent weeks, I have been trying to push the negative energy out of my system but yesterday it just hit me. I'm the exception in my family, well my dad's side of my family; I've noticed that apart from my cousin Raul, I'm the only one who has made it thus far in life, completion of college I mean. I see everyone else married with kids. As I watched over my cousins and their families, I reflected a lot on my life and if going to college was the right path for me? (I don't regret of going to college) I just want to see how my life would have turned out if I didn't go. Other things also cross my mind, the socially awkwardness that my sister and I inherited, every time we attend a family event (usually my dad's side of the family), my sister and I get a bit quiet around them. I figured it's because we didn't grow up along with them and we're like strangers compared to my mom's side where we often got to see and hangout with my aunts and cousins. It's weird, like I became Americanized and left the whole Mexican behind. Just imagine if I grew up with my cousins how my life would be different. It's true what they say about home, school and community affect how child are raised. 

Well, now that I let a little steam out I could finally get some sleep; this girl needs to sleep otherwise, you don't want to see me in the morning. 

Goodnight. Well good morning.