May Challenge Blog(s) Day 9! (Late): Daily Routine & Bucket Lists

Challenge Blog for the 9th. Yes, I know it’s now the 16th.

The 9th of this month fell on a Friday– the day I travel by train to my mom’s place from my school apartment. Thus, I have taken a whole lot of photos for the occasion. (Not that I don’t take them each time I take a trip anyway.)

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What’s on your life list/bucket list?

Honestly, I don’t know how much I’ll be able to get on here tonight. It is currently 1:30am on a Friday morning. I’m to wake up and catch the morning train yet again. Funny how these things work out, huh?

Throughout my life I have certainly compiled a list of things I want to do at some point or another. It’s less of a physical thing, more of something that I just keep in mind. I guess this is my time to put thoughts and words to paper.. err.. blog..?

One of my biggest dreams is to be able to travel. I haven’t been able to do it much, though I’ve gone to quite a few places in the U.S. I know a lot of people might not count it because it’s limited to a few states in my country, plus some of Mexico and Niagara Falls (in Canada). I can say I’ve done more than most of my family, though. Still, it isn’t enough.  I have the travel bug and I just want MORE! I want to travel to Thailand and ride an elephant. I want to stand on the Great Wall of China and reenact the scene in the first Mulan movie. I want to backpack across Europe and have an encounter with a gypsy. I want to go to Italy and drink wine as if it were water. I want to stand at Machu Piccu and look at the world below me. I want to get to Rio de Janeiro and go up to the Cristo Redentor. I want to dance tango with a native dancer in Argentina. I want to go up the west coast, from Southern California up to Vancouver and beyond. I want to kiss a stranger as the ball drops in New York City Times’ Square. I want to go exploring and see the sliding stones of Death Valley, or jump off a waterfall after a hike through the mountains. Nevermind the fact that I can’t swim or that I’m afraid of heights.

I want to take photography courses in the great outdoors, and also indoors where I can work with capturing people and families. I want to go snorkeling and sand boarding and take a tube rides down small snow slopes.

I want to run a successful blog where people feel free to talk to and share ideas with me. I want to learn editing and post my Youtube videos up. I want to be a published author, and a studio-shown artist. I want to reach 50 followers on tumblr, and then eventually 70. I want to learn to make GIFs. I want to learn to make pizza, and other sorts of foods, drinks, and desserts. I want to learn to successfully play the guitar and ukulele, and use those to play covers of songs. I want to learn to use my drawing tablet, and eventually get more digital-art savvy. I want to work for the entertainment business in some sort of creative work. I want to write for a magazine. I want to have my own Wikipedia page. (HA!)

I want to learn to help those in more need. I want to make a difference in someone’s life for the better. I want my work, thoughts, and ideas to touch someone in a positive way; have them open their hearts and minds to living their lives with zeal, hope, optimism, and hard, earnest work. I want to show them love.

I want to be loved. I want a family. I want my children. I want to be the cool aunt. I want a cute, unexpected romance. I want a best friend and lover of the same man. I want the white wedding. I want the honeymoon (hopefully abroad).

I want to live life with a passion. I want to never give up on my hopes and dreams; never lose the optimistic view I have on most things. I want to never forget the kind of person I am, or the places I’ve been, the things I’ve seen, or the people I’ve met.

This, and so much more, I want from my life.

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May Challenge(s) Day 7!: Favorite and What’s Your Dream Job?

I’m not quite sure what exactly this means. Favorite movie, favorite snack, favorite shoes, favorite day, favorite moment of today? There’s so so many possibilities! I guess I can choose a random. So I choose my favorite cold-weather pick-me-up! I know a lot of people love Starbucks. I have to say, my favorite would hands down be Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf.  It’s got the best everything! haha. I feel like the drinks are more to my liking, and most importantly the whip cream doesn’t make me sick. That’s right, I dislike Starbucks for their whip cream. Seriously, I don’t know why I’m always getting sick from it. Or maybe it’s the Strawberry Cream bit of it and not the whip. Who knows? Anyway, my favorite snack consists of a (usually large) Hot Vanilla and any blueberry pastry. In this case, it was a scone. I’ve never really been a fan of hot chocolate made anywhere but home since they’re usually made with hot water and not milk, so the hot vanilla works perfectly for me.  A friend of mine-turned-roommate introduced me to this sweet hot drink the week of finals of my first year. I’ll forever be thankful of it!

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My Dream Job…

I guess it’s hard to think about this because of the fact that I’ve sort of accepted the fact that I won’t get there. At least, not with the little skills I have in digital art. My dream job for the longest time was to work for Pixar, working on animated films. Originally it had been to work making animated films in the older style, where everything was hand drawn. I know now we’ve reached a different time, where a lot of the work is done on a computer as well.  I realize I can still work towards that, even if I’m a fine artist and not digital. If not with the entertainment industry, I would really love to work with illustration; making up my own characters and bringing them to life through my drawings or small paintings. Maybe even by sculpture. I think I’d like to try my hand at book art, too.

This hasn’t been my only dream job my whole life. I know one of my dream jobs would be to be able to have a job where I can travel all over the world. I’d love to view the world, experience things that I wouldn’t be able to in normal circumstances. What better way to do that, than to find some way to do this while earning my livelihood? Another thing I’d really really love to do is to find a way to help people who need it.  I don’t know what I’d like it to be yet, exactly. I have this idea that I could either have a foster home or a homeless shelter. Or even help people on a larger scale and, instead of one homeless shelter, I’d go cross country to help people in need.  I’ll figure it out in time. I can already see a bunch of self-help people/books going ‘THE TIME IS NOW!’ haha

So, that’s this week’s post. Hope you enjoyed the read and will keep coming back for more. Check out my other posts if you’d like, you can see some of them on the right. See you tomorrow!

May Challenge(s) Day 3!: Something You Adore and What Makes You Happy?

This little boy has made me very happy this past weekend, as has the rest of my family. I absolutely adore him, even if he has caused me to be up for more hours in the day that I’m used to; even if I am now suffering from very very sore legs and lower back pain from jumping around and doing squats while carrying him just to hear that tinkle of laughter. I am forever thankful for this weekend and for having the family that I have.

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I write this post from my cousin’s home in northern California. We’re here for my cousin’s baby’s baptism and first birthday party.  I remember the last time we were here, almost one exact year ago. It was shortly after having her first child. A lot of things are similar from then, it just took a stain on the tabletop to remind me of that.  I mentioned on the first challenge post that I’m originally from Texas. The same goes for my cousin.  She’s been living in northern California for a few years now after getting married to her truly awesome and wonderful husband (whom she met online–see, it can work!).  As such, she doesn’t get to see her family (immediate and extended) for months at a time. That is why, on occasions such as this, we don’t think twice about coming over and visiting her little family.  I remember last year my godparents (her parents) came over along with my cousin’s sister, her husband, and their two children.  It was truly an amazing time. We hadn’t seen my godparents and my other cousin’s family since Christmas. Maybe it doesn’t seem so much to some of you, but I grew up in an environment where we knew we’d see at least half of my aunts, uncles, and cousins if not each day, then at least every other day. I grew up incredibly close to all my family. That’s something I’ll forever be thankful for. I know that not everyone is as fortunate, and not everyone sees family as such an important aspect of life–both extended and immediate.  It’s kind of sad, really. In this particular weekend last year, we got to almost repeat what our life had been like in Texas.  Everyone was together, we’d trade off children and chat about family issues, we had our big official family meals both at home and whenever we went out. There was an evening where there was a soccer game everyone sat for (futbol/football for the rest of the world). The husbands of each sister were rooting for an opposing team. They had bought the three munchkins jerseys (or onesies for the baby) for their respective teams and teaching them to say ‘Touchdown!.’ It was seriously one of the cutest things I had ever seen. That day we had bought about…7 boxes of pizza or so. They were greasy on the bottom and hot. It wasn’t until maybe an hour or so after they’d been sitting there that one of us remembered that the pizza boxes should not be on the bare table. We picked them up and saw we were too late; the grease and heat had made its mark on the table. Permanently. So when I saw the lighter brown splotches of stained wood on the dark espresso finish, I remembered that weekend. I remembered how close we all were. I remembered what it was like to have family so near that even one wrong move could accidentally make someone ticked off. Okay, that not aaaas much as if we were in Texas surrounded by everyone, but it happens every now and then. It could also partly be that I’m living away from my immediate family for school that I felt this was a lot closer to what family is supposed to be like and that what we were experiencing with mom and my brothers was only the half of it. This, would be the thing that I adore. The thing that makes me happy. It’s my family. It’s in knowing that you’ll always have someone there for you. It’s in fighting over the small things. It’s in leaving our marks on things the way students write ‘Jackson wuz here’ with an arrow pointing down to a date and locking it down to the location, as if it wasn’t obvious enough that the marked place was where they’d been.  It’s in knowing that you’ll never ever want for a different family, no matter what goes on in it. It’s in loving unconditionally. I love you, familia. Thank you so very much for having us. You give me immeasurable joy and happiness and love. Just thought I should let you know. ❤ 🙂