New in personal development:
Thought of the day
A series of short thoughts.
Learning how to say “no”
Saying “yes” sounds like a positive thing, but it’s not always. I say “yes” mostly because I want to, but ironically I struggle with saying “no” at times therefore I just say “yes”. I don’t know how to say “no” because I prioritize the other person’s interest because I’m still somewhat of a people pleaser. I do things I don’t really want to do to make the other person happy. Writing this out just makes it even more clear how ridiculous this sounds. Least to say my own feelings becomes collateral damage. Maybe you’re a people pleaser also. That’s okay, as long as you consider your needs and your best interest at a high priority. To do so, I had to learn how to say “no” again.
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Travel:
Travel TIPS
NYC:
NYC EATS
travel:
Food in Iceland & How I accidentally lost weight
What they don’t tell you when you book a $300 flight last minute to Iceland is that the food is so incredibly expensive. In New York if you get food from a food truck, it’ll generally cost you about $7-10. However in Iceland, it’ll cost you a minimum 19 Kronas for some fish and chips. That’s equivalent to $19.
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Dating
Dating used to be a huge priority in my life.
I would go out of my way to look for something that sparked. I had to find someone because by society’s standards, we aren’t really happy without someone right?
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“Learn to enjoy every minute of your life. Be happy now. Don't wait for something outside of yourself to make you happy in the future.. whether it's at work or with your family. Every minute should be enjoyed and savored”
Earl Nightingale
In 2018 I made a goal to travel to 6 countries solo
Here are my stories
To all of the lovely people out there, HAPPY INTERNATIONAL WOMEN'S DAY! I want to dedicate this post to my mother, the person that has pushed me to become the woman I am today. She is my source of inspiration and part of the reason I was able to go to Portugal alone.
Let me tell you a story. When my mother was 23 years old,
Until recently, I was never a “YES” gal. I was always a “maybe, depending on who else is going or not” or weigh-the-options-too-long-and-lose-the-opportunity type of person. I was stuck in my comfort zone, afraid of stepping too far out, living in the safety net. I was missing out on so much of life just out of pure anxiety and fear.
But saying YES isn’t what this post is about. It’s about saying no.
Saying “yes” sounds like a positive thing, but it’s not always. I say “yes” mostly because I want to, but ironically I struggle with saying “no” at times therefore I just say “yes”. I don’t know how to say “no” because I prioritize the other person’s interest because I’m still somewhat of a people pleaser. I do things I don’t really want to do to make the other person happy. Writing this out just makes it even more clear how ridiculous this sounds. Least to say my own feelings becomes collateral damage. Maybe you’re a people pleaser also. That’s okay, as long as you consider your needs and your best interest at a high priority. To do so, I had to learn how to say “no” again.
Your story reminds me of someone I was once — the girl that was tirelessly trying to make the relationship work.
Do you even want me? Am I even a priority in your life? Why does it take you hours to respond to me? We were supposed to hang out. What happened?
Constantly looking for validation from him because you need him to tell you that you’re important because you’re not sure. You know in your gut that this isn’t right, it isn’t what you want, but you can’t help but to keep giving him chances. You keep trying to make it work because real love is to keep trying right?
2018, you have been a wild one.
I took a lot of risks. Spontaneously flew to Iceland and Barcelona. Made friends in the most random places. Drove for the first time since I got my license in Iceland. Jumped into random hot springs. Flew to 4 countries alone, visited 8 cities. Dealt with 3 deaths. Withdrew from college. Almost moved to Japan. Almost got a promotion but withdrew. I’ve cried my heart out more than I can count, but laughed even more than that. I have memories from this past year I hope I will never forget. Above all, I’ve learned and grew from all of the experiences. I’m finally becoming a fearless woman that I’ve always wished I could be.
But It wasn’t always like this.
Just about a year ago, someone told me “stop taking yourself so seriously”.
It was a criticism that I didn’t understand and it stuck with me. Since then I’ve challenged the idea and wondered how in the world was I taking my self so serious? I was just being me. I just assumed for a while that the person that had given me this criticism just didn’t understand my ambitious nature. However, whether that person understood or not was not the point.
After almost a year, it’s finally starting to make sense.
Since today is Thanksgiving I just want to express the amount of gratitude I have for all of you.
To my work friends, Caroline, Nina, SGI/Byakuren friends, the friends I met abroad, internet friends, all of my other friends and family…
I’ve named this post withdrawing from college instead of dropping out of college because for some reason “dropping out” freaks people out. I’ve been a bit nervous to post this because unfortunately I still care about what people think and I still have insecurities. But here it is—
Why I withdrew.
I was absolutely miserable and didn’t feel like sitting through Calculus classes for a potential future in civil engineering. It didn’t make sense to me, why was I investing two hours a day, twice a week, miserable out my mind and studying for 6 more hours just for a possible future in civil engineering. I felt like I was wasting my precious time that I could be investing in working on something that I love. So I abruptly withdrew from the two classes I was taking and now I’m actively working on my blog and trying to figure out if I want to pursue blogging “professionally”. Maybe instead I want to do marketing, creative work… something that gets me out
I’ve been really struggling to write on my blog this week because I want everything to be perfect. This is something I do too much. I want things to be good enough before it can be seen. I’m afraid to be vulnerable and show you guys a…
I’m 22 years old and I had a pre-quarter life crisis two weeks ago.
If you’ve heard me recently mutter the words “I don’t know what I want anymore”, yes, you’ve witnessed me in the midst of my pre-quarter life crisis.
I had a goal of becoming a civil engineer and build skyscrapers, but there I was in Calculus 1 and coming to terms with the fact that I’m miserable. All that was running through my head was, “WHY DO I WANT TO BECOME A CIVIL ENGINEER? DO I EVEN
Update:
I’ve taken this post down because I wrote it for “the shits and giggles” but it was taken too seriously. Many of you don’t know who I am and don’t understand my dry humor so I realized it’s best to take this down to prevent misinterpretation. Also this post didn’t align with my blog’s theme of positivity, so it was time for it to go.
I want my blog to be a place of positivity and inspiration, so I will no longer be posting about controversial things even though I love talking about them.
Peace out Girl Scouts.
Dating used to be a huge priority in my life.
I would go out of my way to look for something that sparked. I had to find someone because by society’s standards, we aren’t really happy without someone right? I used to believe that, but screw that. I don’t need a partner to be happy. Honestly though
When things get tough, it’s easy to lose confidence and slander yourself. But when that happens, you have to believe in yourself more than ever, more than anyone would ever. If you don’t believe in yourself then who will? If your best friend tells you, “nahhh you can’t do it.” Are you going to believe her and go home? No. So why would
Finally I have some time in between finishing my Calc I quiz and sleeping to wake up to do two engineering lab reports. So here I am, finally writing a blog post. I still need to fix this font size but adjusting to a new platform hasn’t been easy. I hope this is legible.
As some of you may know, I was working towards a promotion at work. I wanted a different
My intention with having a "personal blog" Instagram account and a blog is not for the purpose of fame, nor do I care for followers. I can care less about how many people read it, but rather I care about whether I am able to impact someone's life positively.
The sole purpose of this blog is
My life has drastically changed in the past year. I've changed and my surrounding environment also changed. These are some of the things I choose to live by and learned through my short 21 years of life. Some of these I've come to
What I've learned recently is that real strength comes from letting yourself be vulnerable. I've learned to live hard, take risks and do things that terrify you because sometimes all it takes is a leap of faith to get everything you wanted.
If you like someone, fuck mind games