Where Are We Now?

After a long delay, I have returned!

Let me start with the following, I am watching the telecast of the President’s speech on Immigration. And I have to say that even though my view’s on the topic are a bit to the right on this subject. I do feel that Executive Action may be what is needed to wake up Congress. His use of scripture, “We shall not oppress a stranger…” , was unnecessary. Though, I can see how that could help strengthen his point of view. The most significant part of this statement was “Pass A Bill.” He got right into the subject of the government shutdown, which was undeniably the most ridiculous choice that Congress has made, since deciding that funding the war was more important than reducing College Tuition costs. Several key points were made:
1. It takes a 5 years to qualify under this executive order.
2. The purpose is not to separate families, but deport felons, criminals, and potential threats.
3. Border protection.
4. Calling out Congress to get the job done.

Honestly, the part of his speech that President Obama became most passionate was when he was discussing the actions of Congress.

“The actions I’m taking are not only lawful, they’re the kinds of actions taken by every single Republican President and every single Democratic President for the past half century. And to those Members of Congress who question my authority to make our immigration system work better, or question the wisdom of me acting where Congress has failed, I have one answer: Pass a bill.”

Immigration is a hot-button issue, especially among undocumented students. This executive order would allow most, not all, undocumented immigrants the chance to “come out of the shadows” and live openly and honestly. This order would allow them to file to live in the US temporarily, but they would need to do pay taxes. I do believe one of the main arguments with this issue, is that many of these undocumented workers are “getting away with” not paying taxes and living freely. What most don’t realize is that these people are more paranoid about being caught than what the rest of society thinks.

Alright, now that my brain dump is done. Time For a quick update on my life. I moved from the San Francisco Bay Area to Hot and Dry Life of Las Vegas. I like it; it’s nicer, cheaper, and I don’t feel like I’m dead weight. I’m working a seasonal retail position until I can find something more permanent. All in all, a bit more happy than I was in California, could be the laziness factor. I do miss all the yummy sushi. But I’ll live.

Where’s the sarcasm?

Where are all the decent Saturday Morning cartoons? I remember waking up, running (sometimes tripping) down the stairs to beat my sister to the television to watch my favorite cartoons. Heathcliff, Jem and the Holograms, He-Man and She-Ra, or Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Then in the 90s, there was Tiny Toons, Doug, X-Men, Animaniacs. The sense-less violence, the sarcastic parodic stories, and the belly laughs. The cartoons these days have to have some kind of educational lesson. Not everything in life needs to have lesson. Some times mindless entertainment is all you need. It’s sad that in this era of supposed common sense, kids don’t understand that there eyes can’t bug out of their heads and grow nine times their size. At least, streaming sites, like Netflix and Hulu, have some of these cartoons so I can re-live the golden age of cartoons.

Daily Prompt: Handmade Tales

Daily Prompt: Handmade Tales: Automation has made it possible to produce so many objects — from bread to shoes — without the intervention of human hands (assuming that pressing a button doesn’t count). What things do you still prefer in their traditional, handmade version?


Not just romantic, but friendships. Familial and professional; all these types of relationships. With websites like Facebook, Google+, and Twitter, it has become increasingly more aware how distant people have come to human connection. Apps like OkCupid, Plenty of Fish, and Zoosk have made it easier to “window shop” and not genuinely get to know someone (I admit I am guilty of that). Genuine human connection, not through text, but face-to-face conversation. Even then, we still check our phones, tablets, and computers for relationship maintenance. One ex-boyfriend couldn’t remember my birthday, I broke up with him because of it. If you ask him when it is, he has no clue. Being genuine can’t be automated, and relationships come from maintanance and trust. You can’t automate those traits.   

Daily Prompt: Seasonal Scents

Daily Prompt: Seasonal Scents : S’mores, salty ocean breezes, veggie burgers on the grill, sweaty people on the bus — what’s the smell you associate the most with summer?

Clam Chowder at the Wharf… even though it is an all year scent, nothing beats it when it’s summer. If you’re not a native bay area resident, San Francisco weather is a bit on the finicky side. Layers, always remember to wear layers. That scent though, clam chowder, always brings back good memories of walking around the wharf. Cool breeze, watching all the tourists board the boats to Alcatraz Island. Getting glimpses of the Golden Gate through the fog. Such good memories of San Francisco.

Daily Prompt: Set for Solstice

Daily Prompt: Set for Solstice : Today’s Summer Solstice, the longest day of the year (in the Northern Hemisphere). How are you taking advantage of the extra hours of light this time of year? Do you like it, or do you already miss earlier sunsets?

I have to admit that the later sunsets are throwing off my sleep schedule. I miss the early sunsets for one reason, the sky. I love looking at the sky during the sunset, the hazy shades of orange, pink, and purple. Now, it’s all one big blurry gray, blue, and white thing. When I was kid, I would sit by the window sill and just stare out at the sky, and get lost in my thoughts. I would just enjoy the blinding scenery.

With the extra hours, I have been trying to be more productive in getting myself on the proper channels to work in social media. Investing more time in getting my name out there, and showing I have writing chops. My hope is that it will all work out soon.

Catch & Release

“The Constitution only gives people the right to pursue happiness. You have to catch it yourself. ”                                                                              – Benjamin Franklin

I’ve spent a lot of time asking myself this question, and my friend Tiff, actually gave me a hint to bring me some calm. Last Christmas, she gave me a book as a gift, “The Happiness Project.” This book opened my eyes, and had me re-prioritize the things that I needed to work on, especially those that made me happy.

“What you do every day matters more than what you do once in a while.” – Gretchen Rubin

This quote is true, I have started writing down one gratitude everyday, making sure that I know the good things that are in my life. It has made a difference in how I look at my life. I used to think that my life was filled with mindless mistake, repetitive downfalls, and many a love lost. When I stopped looking at all the negatives that accumulated I started seeing all the good things that I have. As it cliche as it sounds, the good things in life should outweigh all the negatives.

Happiness can be achieved through mentality. I ad to change mine to be happy with the person that I am and who I am becoming. There is always room for growth, don’t ever settle, find the challenge. The challenge is what makes you grow. I can only be me, I can’t be anyone else, so I need to be comfortable in the body and mind that I have.

Reality of it all…

Something needs to be said for those of us who are trying to get started in the workforce. The economy sucks, we’re still in a recession, and no whatever your professors told you to soothe your paranoid mind, it isn’t going to be easy. I’m almost 28; I graduated in the fall of 2013 and the only reason I took so long to get my degree… I didn’t want my parents to file for bankruptcy so I could have it. Instead, I dropped out of school, worked full-time in retail and paid my bills, and assisted with what I could with household bills. I gunned 2 1/2 years at NDNU, so my degree would be worthwhile. My hope is that someone would take a chance on a rookie. My inexperience in the ripe world of communications is starting to become the nagging cramp when you go for your morning jog. I feel like I need to curl over and whine in pain. Instead, I keep trudging along trying to ignore it.

I had one previous “real” experience, but I am not a fan of being demeaned in front of coworkers, contradictory directions, and being smacked on the arm because they thought it was all in fun. Sorry, my level of professionalism is bit higher than what this person demonstrated for a month. I feel sorry for the poor soul that replaces me.

                       “Reality kills our hopes and dreams.”

I say this knowing people are going to say, “but it doesn’t have to!” What I mean by this, is the idea that our expectations don’t align with the reality of the situation is. I was once told, that to be somebody, you need to understand the struggle of not being somebody. Though, I keep saying that I have paid my dues, I probably haven’t. I present the idea that the dreams that we had at six years old slowly diminish and become the hardened realities that sit before us. I’m sure many of us, didn’t imagine sitting in front of a computer for eight hours a day, staring at code, they probably wanted to be a firefighter or a lawyer because they thought it was cooler. My dream to become a lawyer came close (with the exception that I am not a fan of school for long periods of time). Instead, I chose to major in Law & Society (Pre-Law) at Community College, and minored in Political Science when I transferred. Two reasons; first, the reality is what was I going to do with a Pre-Law major? Second, did I really want a career in law or was I just looking for personal education? In the end I majored in Communications, in the hope that the broad enough scope of Communications would allow me to explore many options in the career field. That sad part, because not many companies are willing to take the risk on a rookie, I’m stuck in this weird experience/no experience category.

Most of my experience lies in retail; I worked in the retail industry for many years. Though I love the instant gratification of knowing I hit sales goals, monthly/quarterly bonuses, and wonderful discounts, I always wanted more. I always believed that I was meant to do more than just stand there, smile, and fold clothes, or stock shelves. Was I wrong? Is the reality of my life and career path that I am destined to be a retail-monkey for the rest of my life?

“We all have dreams. But in order to make dreams come into reality, it takes an awful lot of determination, dedication, self-discipline, and effort.” – Jesse Owens

I think we’ve all all had that moment where we sit in our room, at the table, at your desk, or anywhere and just said, “what happened?” I asked myself that question this week, and I came to the conclusion that I allowed the harshness of reality effect how I should chase my dreams. I’ve become complacent in the sense that I no longer feel that “hunger” for wanting a better life for myself. Instead, I look at my life and have become “comfortable,” which is never a good sign. Also, I’ve become unhappy, with myself, so I have been trying to find new ways to make me smile. Whether it be a fresh stack of post-its (because I am a stationary nut), a mango smoothie in the morning, or even a scoop of ube-macapuno (purple yam and coconut) ice cream at the end of the day.

I realized that the only person who can control this predicament is me. I control my life, although I think I have been given a path, the uber-uncatholic of me believes that. Given my situation I need to look at all opportunities presented, and decide what would be a good fit for me.


Kind Regards,


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