Hello Texas!!! A Recap of our Trip to Colombia and Upcoming Giveaway!

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Snapshot of us at the Austin airport before taking off!

I’m baaaaaaack!!! Please excuse any spelling mistakes or grammatical errors, as I am way too excited to write this post!

We had an AMAZING time on our trip to Colombia!

Getting to Colombia was easy. We flew out of Austin, TX to Houston, TX. Then from Houston, TX to Bogota, Colombia. When we left Austin, the heat was unbearable so, naturally, we were wearing shorts and lightweight shirts. When we arrived at the airport in Bogota we were freezing! If you plan on going into Bogota during the US summer months, pack a sweater and jeans! Everyone at the terminal was prepared and wearing jeans, boots, and sweaters. We had to wait 4 hours in Bogota for our flight to Armenia, Colombia. Continue reading

“At. Long. Last. A$AP” – A$AP Rocky

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At. Long. Last. A$AP is the second studio album by American hip hop recording artist A$AP Rocky. It was released on May 26, 2015, by A$AP Worldwide, Polo Grounds Music and RCA Records.

A$AP Rocky comes out swinging with his new album. The whole album itself is a carefully planned soundtrack to our lives. all walks of like can relate in one way or another to every song. Not only are the songs amazing, but A$AP Rocky brings on collaborations with guest verses from Lil Wayne, Kanye West, Future, M.I.A., Yasiin Bey (formerly Mos Def) and UGK, including Pimp C, who died in 2007. Rod Stewart and Miguel sing on one song.

As a music lover, I love all the different sounds that are used on this album. The album is laden with samples, from soul to Southern rock to indie rock. Nothing is too out of reach for A$AP Rocky. Continue reading

Music Monday: Country Music, My Second Love

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I met him in the middle of my 8th grade year. All my friends would talk about him. How amazing he was and how great he made them feel. He was the boy next door; an all-Mexican-American boy. The boy all our parents wanted us to end up with. I fell in love with him 4 years later. Country Music, my second love, my first TRUE love.

At the time, I was at my rebellious stage. I was into NOFX, the Misfits, Blink 182, and Motion City Soundtrack (to name a few). I would wear skinny jeans, Spitfire logo shirts, and DC’s. All my jewelry had some sort of spike on it. I was convinced my parents knew nothing and that they didn’t really care about me. At school, I would get made fun of or talked bad about. I was weird, I was a “slut” (fun fact: actually lost my V card in college), I was too smart, I wasn’t smart enough, I was too dark, I wasn’t dark enough, I was too “white”, I was too Mexican, and many many more things people didn’t like me for or didn’t give me the time of day because of. Continue reading

January 23, 2012

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3 years ago today…

I woke up on January 23, 2012 thinking it was another bad day in a series of bad days. I had been broken up with about 3 weeks before and found out that he had been “hanging out” with another girl who I am still sure to this day was one of the reasons he broke up with me.

I would cry all the time. I would cry myself to sleep. I would cry as soon as I woke up. January 23, 2012 was no different. I got on the bus to school and cried the whole way there. It was a Monday and I was running super late. But, I was hungry so I stopped to get a breakfast taco before heading to class. Continue reading

Valentine’s Day Post: Drunk in Love

Valentine’s Day. That day of the year when most of the women in relationships set really high expectations, only to be disappointed. That day of the year that all the single women post about how amazing it is to be single and secretly envy all those in relationships.

Two years ago I was that single woman. I pretended I hated the holiday. I went to eat wings (MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE) and beer with my single friends. We laughed and talked about how stupid educated women are for getting into long term relationships at our age. We kept saying, “You don’t NEED a man to make you happy.” But, I went home that night and cried myself to sleep thinking, “But, it would be nice to have one.” Continue reading