Let’s Wish.com Together!

You know that moment when you find something good that you want to share with people because you would beneficiate from them, but at the same time they would be beneficiated as well?

I suppose neither of us have been living in Mars all this time and doesn’t know what Ebay is, right? Right.

We know how amazing Ebay is. I’m grateful that I don’t have money because Ebay would take a huge part of it. Even though I’m definitely a saver, online shopping would ruin me.

Well, what if I told you that there’s a page like Ebay but much more fun?

This page that my mother told me about has this deal that if you sign up from a referral link, they give you a $10 gift card to use on your first purchase. Cool, isn’t it? But even cooler is the fact that if someone signed up from your referral link and bought something , you also get a $10 gift card. It’s a win win situation.

And another way of getting rewards, is to keep adding items to your wish list and keep shopping. FUN!

It has great things on it, I would definitely recommend it. To get the $10 gift card, sign up from here.

If you didn’t know about this wonderful page, I hope you like it!

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Don’t Carry That Weight.

Don't carry that weight

To everyone reading this, I invite you to let go of that baggage just for this moment, or for a while. That depends on you.

There are things that we should worry about because without them we won’t be able to live. But there are others that only weigh us down. They are not necessary. I’m not going to give examples because if you possess one of those unnecessary suitcases that contain only stress and unhappiness, you know what they are.

If you have a problem or feeling down, talk to someone. Or distract your mind doing something positive. Or you could just have faith that everything is going to be fine. Get your suitcase, put it on the ground and sit on it. Don’t let it own you.

From now on, I’m going to be putting quotes on my photos so people can share them. So please, feel free to share them with your friends on social media or wherever you want. It would be my pleasure. Thanks (:


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                     Before & After

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Also, just a little quick note. My birthday is on October 9, so it’s really close and I’ve got a surprise for you. That’s all I’m going to say :D..okay, bye.

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New Music For You: Artists You Should Know About.


They say that the world would be a mistake without music. And now I say, what a mistake is the music of today for our world.

We need music for everything. That’s not something that you like or not, it’s a part of our nature, it’s part of our lives. But it really breaks me what people consider “pop” nowadays. It’s sad. As fun as the may be, as catchy as they are, as much as they make you want to dance. They are all the same. They repeat the same meaningless phrase over and over again including several “baby”s , “yeah” and “oohh”…and then what? They drop the beat! And…repeat! Ooh yeah baby, I’m not lying and you know it.


I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with that music, everyone listen to what they like. But I think it’s a problem when practically the only music that gets really recognized is the one that sometimes doesn’t even deserved to be called “music”. We shouldn’t be “boring” either only listening to piano and ballad songs that make us want to sleep, but I think there’s other music that more people should know about. When I downloaded Spotify, I discovered new artists and songs that made me feel like I was in the clouds. This music is not for everyone, but if you want to listen to something a little different, check these out.

My favorite singer is Kelly Clarkson, but I’m going to skip the real famous ones on this post. Some of the ones that I’m going to mention are famous but not as they maybe should.

(Click the pictures to go to their youtube channels)


Can I be her? She’s so natural and beautiful!

1. BIRDY- It’s such a shame that I knew about her just a while ago for her soundtrack of TFIOS. But it’s better late than ever, because now she’s definitely on my favorites list. She’s an 18 years old singer-songwriter from England with such a unique and beautiful voice. Her songs are amazing and some covers like “Skinny Love” and “The A Team” are just….<3.


2. TROYE FREAKING SIVAN- All the youtubers here have to know who I’m talking about. He’s not only one of the most funniest youtubers out there, but he’s also a very great singer. Recently he launched his first EP “TRXYE” and it is AMAAAAZING! I don’t know what it is, but it has such a cool sound. I’m so happy with his music, and his voice is oooohhh…just like his face. Check him out please!


3. ANGIE MILLER- You know how sometimes you get obsessed with a contestant of American Idol but then when the show ends, you forget about them? It has happened to me before but no with this young lady. She surprised everyone in one of her auditions when she sang an original song she wrote ..and WOW! One of the best songs I’ve ever heard. It’s called “You Set Me Free”. And last christmas, she released two christmas songs, one original “This Christmas Song” and a cover of “O Holy Night”. It made me scream of excitement because Christmas for me is AHHH and christmas music even more, but that’s for another post. Anyway, her songs have been always on repeat, and she’s about to release her first EP “Weathered” this November 12. YAAY!


7. ALEX & SIERRA- Winners of third season of The X Factor US. They are a very lovely couple with lovely voices with lovely songs. Their debut album “It’s About Us” comes out on October 7 and the few songs I’ve heard like “Scarecrow” and “Little Do You Know” are really pretty.


5. SUSIE SUH- I’ve only heard like two or three songs of her but the first time I listened to “I Do”, I fell in love. She has such an amazing voice.

And these are some random songs that I’ve found and personally loved:

NIGHTCALL by London Grammar


DREAMER by Isbells

USE SOMEBODY by Kina Grannis

COLLIDE(Acoustic Version) by Howie Day

Alright, that’s all I have for now, I can’t wait to make the Christmas version of this post. If you check these artists out, let me know how you like them. If I was a singer, I’m pretty sure I would be a mix of all of them.

What Type Of Music Do You Like? What Artist Would You Be Like? And What Singers Do You Think Should Be More Recognized? Tell Me (:

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How To Break Free

Do you ever wonder why we don’t do some of the things we want to do in life?Break Free

Well, some are simply because we physically can’t, some are because it might affect some people, and other are because we are chained to things that don’t let us.

We are attached to perfectionism, to fear, to comfort zone, to people’s opinions, to negativity, to someone, to material things, we are chained to that little voice in our head telling us that we can’t.




The first thing that you want to do is to want it. And I mean, want it enough, be decided and determined to achieve it.



Now, you need to identify what’s keeping you from getting it. Whether it’s fear, perfectionism, lack of knowledge, find a way to get rid of it.

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But for that, you need to get rid of negative thoughts and negative people first. With pessimism you’re not going to get far, and with people around you that make you be even more negative, you won’t be able to do anything at all. Be positive, maybe you are more focused on the bad things that you can’t do instead of the ones that you can. Remember, we are the painters of our sky.



Celebrate every little achievement you have made and reward yourself. If you were a shy person and now you’re doing something that you were afraid to do before, celebrate it. Some things may seem too little for you to notice them but they are surely a step forward.



Be patient, it doesn’t matter what you’re trying to achieve, maybe it can take a while. Have faith and most importantly, believe in yourself.


Break free from whatever it’s holding you back. Don’t stay the rest of your life complaining about things if you are not going to at least try to do anything about them. And don’t keep waiting, the moment is now.

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What do you have to break free of?

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Something that I don’t understand about living in 2014.


I never reblog, but I had to this time. Exactly my thoughts on this generation.

Originally posted on Things with Lucy :

I’m going to start with some phrases that you’ve probably seen on your travels around twitter, or Facebook (if you’re on there using it for pictures and group messaging, or you’re my mother)

‘I just hate people’

‘I hate meeting new people, so awks omg’

‘Pizza is my only friend’

‘I’m just so awkward, omg life’

and my personal favourite, ‘As long as there’s free wifi’.

Now, I’ll not sit here and pretend that I don’t love free wifi and everything it brings me because, let’s face it, I’m sharing these words with you  right now using the internet.

BUT, what I want to focus on is that the trend for people my age this year is to be socially awkward. Or at least, talk about being socially awkward. I must say that of course, some people really do struggle to interact with others because of anxiety and such…

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“The Revival”

Hola! I spent way too much time without making a photo this time. I’ve been a little sick and didn’t want to pressure myself into making a photo that later I wasn’t going to be happy with. But yesterday I made one, one that I wanted to do a while ago. It took me almost the entire day to edit it. It wasn’t like it was so hard to edit, I just wasn’t sure of what I was doing. Plus, I took my picture on a white backdrop but then decided that black was going to look better. Hmm sometimes I’m very indecisive when it comes to editing a photo.

But I did it and I actually liked the result. And when it was finished I realized that it was the same concept as one of my older photos, “Rebirth”. I might consider doing a little series with that same idea.

To second chances and new opportunities. I hope you like it.

The Revival

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Tsunami Dreams: What They Mean!

Lately, I’ve been dreaming a lot with tsunamis. And I’m sure anyone that has ever dreamt that before can relate when I say it’s terrifying and disturbing. Not pretty at all.

I can’t quite remember if I I’ve always been obsessed with them or if my obsession started when I was seeing them in my dreams, but I’m obsessed. Maybe my phobia of the sea has to do a little something with it, but of all the natural catastrophes, tsunamis have always been my worst nightmare. Just the thought of seeing the big wave coming over me is just…uuhhhhh NO.


I was dreaming with tsunamis almost every night. I remember the first one, we were on my sister’s boat (she doesn’t have one in real life) and the tsunami was coming and of course we wouldn’t have time to escape so it was pretty clear we were going to die. And I remember being so disappointed thinking “Wow, I really thought I was going to live many years and accomplish my dreams”, and then we survived. Don’t ask me how. In the other dreams, I’m usually very scared, panicking really, of tsunamis, and they’re always two waves, never big though. But I always run and run and never die.

For those of you who doesn’t know, there’s a reason why a person keeps having tsunamis dreams.

“To see a tsunami in your dream means that you are being overwhelmed by some repressed feeling or subconscious material that is rising up to the surface. You are experiencing some unhappiness and emotional instability in a waking situation.”

It usually happens when we are under a lot of pressure or a significant change is occurring. It also says that if in you’re dream you are confronting the big wave, you’re ready for it. And if you’re running from it, well..apparently you’re not.

When I read all of that, I instantly knew what was going on with me.

Maybe the fact that I’m moving in two or three months to a place that I don’t know very well, gg64037423where I have to speak a language I’m not comfortable in, where I have to instantly be independent is a big tsunami. The thought of it has been haunting me for months, and I always try to run from it. But at the end of the day, no matter how scary and big it’s going to be, I’ll survive.


After reading a lot, I decided to watch videos of tsunamis. I thought that if I watched them, it would help my mind to somehow get over them. In a way, the thought seemed ridiculous but it actually did help me. After watching 23 minutes of the tsunami of Japan, I was very calmed.

You know, I don’t know if it’s just me, but I always thought that a tsunami ALWAYS came as a HUGE wave that no matter how high you were it was going to get you.



But after seeing videos and reading about them, I was very satisfied that that is not always the case. They don’t always make it as a big wave to the shore, normally it’s just a very fast and destructing river.


It’s still scary but knowing that I can potentially survive changed my vision of them.

What do you think of tsunamis?

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Trying A New Thing | Illustrations

I don’t know exactly how it has been happening, or why, but I don’t care that much anymore of what people think. I still have my insecurities and times when people’s opinions seem like the most important thing, but not as before. I’ve always loved and wanted to learn a LOT of things, mostly art related. But, because I thought so much of what everyone would think, of how I wasn’t going to be “perfect” at it, I didn’t take the time to try them.

I wish I could remember how I got into photography, but I don’t. I do know that before photography, I was obsessed with photoshop. Again, I don’t remember how I got into it, I just know that some day I asked my father to get it for me, and since then, I’ve been in love. That happened when I was in 8th grade, I think, and all of it was so natural for me. It felt like I didn’t find my passion, but instead, my passion found me.

But before all of that happened, I was into drawing and painting. I even took classes when I was little, but as always, I got scared and dropped out before I could learn something. Drawing always makes me feel so peaceful, even though I’m not very good at it. I never got so much into it, because I wasn’t smart at it. I don’t know if that makes sense. What I’m trying to say is that I’m good at drawing lines, but I don’t know how to draw. Some people may not know how to draw beautiful lines but can make you an amazing drawing of a person sitting and different things. I don’t. I don’t know how to play with lines, so that it makes sense.

I’m rambling too much, let me get to the point.

The other day, I saw some illustrations that someone shared, and it was love at first sight. I loved how simple it was, but yet, it wasn’t something that everyone could do. That week, I kept seeing different illustrations and I felt the urge to try them myself. I remade one that I saw, and yesterday, I made my own. I’m not an illustrator, I’m not saying it’s good, but it sure made me feel happy. As simple as it is, I loved the little character I created. Let me introduce you to Danna.



She has big, sad, tired eyes because she see things that not everyone see. And a small mouth, because she feels like no matter what she says, she has no power over anything. The stripes of her shirt are uneven, because her life is just as unorganized. And her hair is red because even though she doesn’t have the best life, she is fierce and strong…and because I love red hair.

That’s part of her story.

You don’t have to be great at something to enjoy it and get something from it. Try it, you never know what it can bring to your life. This brought me so much happiness, and I can’t wait to try and do more.

Thank you,


“Take Me Away”

There’s something about doing these kind of photos, not having a clue of how they’re  going to turn out that is rewarding and adventurous. I went to shoot this picture yesterday, but to my surprise, it was darker than I thought. I don’t trust so much in my camera, and I thought the photo wasn’t going to work. I left feeling disappointed but at the same time happy because I tried and I knew that if it failed if was going to be because of the poor lighting. But I decided to try and fix it the best that I possibly could and the attitude definitely helped me. At first I didn’t like the pose, nothing was how I expected, so as always, I over edited it. I looked at it and told myself to leave it simple. And for the first time, I closed the one that I already edited and started again. And I felt happy with the result. This is the before and after. I hope you like it.



Take Me Away

Thank you,


5 Reasons To Not Feel Like You’re Not Good Enough.


1goodenoughA minute ago, I was writing a post about how I didn’t feel good enough. About how there’s a line after “good” that I never get to cross. I’m always average. About how much inspiration I had, and how much motivation I was lacking. But after 300+ words, I thought that I decide what content I put out there for the world, what part of me I want you to see. And definitely, the negative one is not it.

So, instead of me rambling about how I want to write, take photos, and make videos but finding an excuse not to, I decided to help all of us who are feeling this way with reasons why we shouldn’t feel like we’re not good enough.

Whether you are an artist and you think that your creativity is not reaching the level you want, or just someone who doesn’t feel good enough as a person, I hope these things that I found can help you in some way.


1. The people you compare yourself to, compare themselves to others too.

As much as everyone have said this a million times, it’s never enough. And as much as you know how bad is to compare yourself to others, it’s never enough to make you stop, because we are humans, and our little minds are just like that. Just know that those people that we think are so much better than us, feel the same way we do.

2. There is more right with you than wrong with you.

Instead of focusing on the things that you’re not good at, focus on the ones that you are. A few months ago, I went to a psychologist because I thought I had social anxiety, and I was telling him how I was so afraid of people and wasn’t able to make friends. And he told me that maybe I was focusing in how I can’t, instead of focusing in how I could make the ones that I do have. (wow, I swear in my head that made a lot more sense.)strive-for-progress-not-perfection

3. Focus on progress rather than perfection.

When we strive for “perfection” we forget to see how far we’ve come since the beginning. For some people becoming better, takes one try, but maybe for you it takes 5. It doesn’t matter, celebrate every progress you make. Strive for more, but be happy and grateful with what you accomplish now.

4. Likes and comments are not that important.

As much as they seem like they indicate how good or not is what you do, they don’t. I know it’s hard to not see it that way, and I include myself, but as long as you love what you do and are truly passionate about it, everything’s okay. If you love it, it will show. If someone else loves it, others will too. It’s good to be recognized for your passion, but it’s better to be able to recognize how happy that passion makes you feel regardless of how many likes and comments you have.

5. Don’t stop trying.

When you want to achieve something, and see how fast others do it, while you think you’re not making any progress at all, do you stop? I can tell you myself that sometimes I’ve stopped. And that is going to be your biggest mistake. No matter how far it seems, if you’re consistent, you can do it. If you stop half way, chances are that you probably are not going to be good enough. Find a motivation and don’t stop.

Almost all of the things that we worry about, are completely relative. So even if you think you’re the worst, someone else will think the opposite. Just make sure that you can see yourself that way too. Everything it’ll be easier.

You are good enough. We all are.

You are special

Thank you,




Nutella Frappe Recipe.


As simple as this is, I thought it would be nice to share with you one of my favorite things in the whole world. Where I live, this is huge, there are thousands of small and business that sell it, so it took me by surprise that the last time I went to the U.S it wasn’t as popular as it is here. The delicious nutella frappe. I’m not sure if it’s a frappe or milkshake(those terms confuse me), because where I live there are no such things as milkshakes or smoothies. Basically, everything that is blended with ice, we just call it frappe. So, my apologies if it’s not called like that.

Months ago, when I goggled the recipe to do it, they all said to add a lot of milk, a little bit of vanilla extract, not that much of ice and of course, nutella. I was doing it like this, but it always ended up like “yoo-hoo”. I got frustrated because it wasn’t like the ones I’ve had before. I kept wondering and wondering what was the secret. Well, there was no such thing as secret, my brother told me how he thought it was, and we tried it and HOLY AGUACATE, was it delicious.. It’s not a secret or special ingredient, it’s simplicity.

First, fill the blender with ice almost to the top, like this:


Then, add just a little bit of milk. Or you can even add water, it’s just to make the blending process more smooth.

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And the final thing, 4 spoons of yummy nutella.




And now, just press the “ice crush” button and stop when it looks something like this.



When it’s done, you can add whatever you like such as whipped cream, cinnamon and cherry. Now, just enjoy it.






Sometimes in life we focus in searching for that special thing that you think you’re lacking when the simplicity that you already have makes you more special that any other thing that you can possibly find. More of that “less” is often more.

Thank you,


Graduation day; The Day I Never Had !


Graduation day; the day where a big chapter ends and another bigger one starts. That special day where you celebrate all of your efforts throughout 12 very important years of your life. The day where your family come to hug you telling you how proud they are. The day where you and your friends promise each other to remain friends and to never forget the adventures you had. The day where you and some high school crush make a pact that if you find each other in ten years and you’re both single, you will get married ( well, maybe that only happens in movies). The grand finale of a long season. Graduation day; the one day I didn’t have.

High school wasn’t that crazy amazing adventure like a movie for me. I was that isolated girl with that one friend that some people thought was my boyfriend because they didn’t know he was gay. That shy girl who didn’t like to have any kind of attentiothumbn but stood out because of her bright fuchsia hair.


Even though I had some “friends”, my only friend was my best friend. If that makes any sense. I call them “friends” because they were only fellow classmates, and as much as some of us talked and shared some pretty things, I never had the connection I had with my best friend. We were more friends with teachers and school staff than with our classmates. And in that moment, we loved being that way. I was never very fond of people my age. We didn’t have anything in common and our interests were way too different. They were into talking about boys and gossiping about each other while my best friend and I were into long deep conversations that used to end in nothing but a bigger question mark. He and I were the kind of student that made such a big deal about an oral presentation. We would always have the biggest laugh attacks while everyone else in the classroom were dead serious. I remember once, we were late to our first class and when we were entering the classroom, OUT OF NOWHERE, we started laughing uncontrollably. And once we started, there was no way of stopping. And the teacher(that didn’t like us that much) kept yelling at us asking us why were we laughing, but of course, we couldn’t answer. Our laugh attacks made us get kicked out of classrooms several times and fail some oral presentations. It also made us win us a trip to the office.








But as much as we laughed and laughed more than anyone in school and had some of our best moments of our life, school was boring. And tedious. We couldn’t stand the way teachers evaluate the students. The things they were giving us. The way our system education was. Very very poor. So because we were always kind of the rebel ones, we decided to take our senior year in 4 days. YES. ONLY 4 DAYS. How could I refuse that? It was cheap, it was right after finishing junior year, it was easy, fast, so why not? We did that with 3 other friends of our school. Even though they were from 8:00am to 5:30pm, we had fun and actually learned some useful things there. Until this day, we haven’t regretted that decision. And at that moment we didn’t care about graduation but now, I sort of do.

The only graduation I attended was the one from 6th grade. It was a big deal because I was graduating with 4.0 gpa, vice-president and my brother was also graduating from 9th grade from the same school. I don’t remember much about it, but I guess it was..you know..boring like every graduation is..but fun? I don’t know.

In 9th grade, I attended my graduation BUT as my friend’s guest. I just asked him if I didn’t participate because of a particular reason but, apparently I just wasn’t interested. It doesn’t surprise me though. I never was interested in anything “school and having to spend time with people” related. But I went to..I don’t know why I went, maybe to support him? To celebrate my efforts without the part of me getting uncomfortably dressed and having to smile in front of everybody accepting my medals? I think that was why.

And the last one, the most important one, the high school graduation. 12 years.



Yesterday, I was watching the season finale of Switched at Birth and for some reason it made me so emotional. Tears falling down kind of emotional. And it made me want to have a graduation myself. I feel like I needed that in some way. Having that closure. Getting ready for the new life of new responsibilities and problems that aren’t as easy as math. In math, there was always a right answer to get to, in life you don’t know. It’s constantly a trial and error thing that you never quite solve. Not that it’s not exciting though.

As boring and long as they are, I want to have a graduation. I want to throw my cap in the air along with my past self.


I told myself yesterday, that when I become successful, and I’m happy and grateful for everything I have, when I feel that the part of me that needed to grow up did, I want to have a graduation. I want to do it with my best friend where each of us recite speeches of whatever we want to say. With a proper gown and hat. We will be graduating from life.

I don’t know if I should do that when I’m older and I have overcomes a lot of fears or if I should do it now before I move, to officially let go of this time of my life where I do nothing. What do you think?

I also didn’t go to my college graduation because I didn’t pay my debt so, I really want to have one. And regardless of when it is, i want to record it and show it to you.

Congratulations to everyone that graduated, and to those who haven’t, if you think you don’t want to go, you don’t have to, but at least do something in representation of it, something where you can officially end that part of your life. You may need it.

Thank you,




“Endless Melody”| My Suitcase Will Have To Go

When I came back of my trip to Ohio on April, I left my suitcase in my bedroom because I thought I would be moving there soon. That “soon” was at first June, then it turned into August and now it’s..unknown.
 In one of my recent posts I told you that I bought the ticket for the 27th and that I was going crazy because I was scared. I also told you that I had a big discussion with my sister because I bought it without telling her and she told me that she had to talk with her mother (the person I was going to stay with) first.
Well, she talked with her, and so did my father. And apparently she didn’t like what I did because she thought I was going to go with my sister, so of course it was going to be easier for her because my sister would take care of me those first days. But because my sister can’t go, she said that she couldn’t take care of me alone because she was always busy. My father was going to talk with my brother(who lives there too) to ask him if he could help me those first days to establish myself. But then my sister’s mother texted my dad telling him to cancel the flight, and that even though we were looking for other options, she wasn’t comfortable with the decision. She told him to stick with the original plan of going with my sister.
You can imagine how I felt of course. Besides devastated, I felt uncomfortable. If I had known that I couldn’t go alone I wouldn’t have bought the ticket and make my dad lose all that money. I only did it because my sister told me several times that I could go alone. But her mother told us that she said it sarcastically. Believe me, I’m very familiar with sarcasm and she didn’t say it “sarcastically”.
Now, I basically have to wait to October or November until my sister( who i haven’t talked to since the fight we had) can go. I have to depend on her again.
I seriously wish there were other options for me to move because now I feel like I’m going to bother my sister’s mother. I wish I could go now in August and not have to wait until god know when.
I’m surprisingly taking it better than I expected, but I’m still sad about it because I don’t know what’s going to happen and I certainly don’t know what I will do in my house these months. But I have faith that something better will come up. The last thing I need to lose now is my positivity.
But..can someone please adopt me?
I took all the anger and dissapointment that I had and put it into a photo, and I couldn’t have a better therapy than that. This is the photo I did yesterday, enjoy it.
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Before and after..or oops, should I say after and before?

Thank you,


What We Really Look Like: Mirror Reflection Vs. Camera


The last thing that I want you to think of me is that I’m self-obsessed, but that’s not why i’m doing this. I think everyone has experienced that extreme disappointment when you look at a photo of yourself after seeing your reflection in the mirror which looked absolutely fine.

Have you?
Have you looked yourself in the mirror and sang “I feel pretty, oh so pretty and witty and bright..”? You think everything looks fine, your eyes, your skin, your hair, your outfit, everything. And then you take a picture of yourself and look like this:


He’s a little cute though!


This situation is very similar to what our voice really sounds like. But more frustrating, in my opinion. It’s not the same thing wondering how we sound to what we look like. I rather not know what I sound like than not know what I look like. Like, don’t lie to me mirror or camera. Just show me the real me.

And let’s not even start with how you look different in each mirror. I don’t know about you but there are certain mirrors in my house that don’t help either. But I realized that it wasn’t the mirrors, it was the different lighting in each one of the rooms that they are in. And the same happens in photographs, the lighting plays a huge role on how we look like.

I did some research to why the difference of our mirror reflection and the photographs and this is what I found.

“We investigated the effect of familiarity on people’s perception of facial likeness by asking participants to choose which of two mirror-symmetric chimeric images (made from the left or right half of a photograph of a face) looked more like an original image. In separate trials the participants made this judgment for their own face and for the face of a close friend; half of them matched to a true image of the original and half matched to a mirror image of the original. In the case of matching to a friend’s face presented in the familiar orientation, over 80% of participants chose the left-left composite to be a better likeness to the original, whereas only 62% showed the same left-side bias when matching to a mirror image. The difference is significant, and the result contrasts markedly with a second experiment where participants who were unfamiliar with the faces showed comparable left-side biases when matching to true or mirror reversed images. The result suggests that perceptual asymmetries are retained in our long-term memory for highly familiar faces. While matching to images of self also showed an effect of familiarity, the data in this condition show less evidence of perceptual asymmetry and are discussed in relation to recent research on the representation of one’s own face.”

And I also read, that it’s the camera, it’s the mirror and it’s you.

The camera adds ten pounds, the mirror flips your image and you, well you are your worst own critic and most of it it’s just in your head.

 No matter how much I read I never was fully convinced. But I guess there are more important things to worry about ourselves, like for instance, how people see me? How am I projecting myself? Am I being the person I want to be?



Those are the questions you have to ask yourself. And be confident, that will show no matter how the lighting is, no matter what lenses you’re using and certainly no matter what you look like.

What reflection you like the most about yourself and why?

Thank you,



Going Crazy

Guys, I haven’t write this kind of post in a long time because I told myself not to, but I feel like it’s necessary for me. Even if you’re not interested, I want to because I need to talk to someone.

If you have followed me for a while and read my posts, then you know that:

- I don’t speak English very well, in fact, I’ve never spoken English in person with anyone, never. And the idea of it terrifies me.

- I live in Puerto Rico.

- My biggest wish was to move to the U.S( or to England, but for now that’s going to have to wait)

- That wish is now a reality.

Okay, now that you know what you need to know, let me start. I was going to move in June but the person who I’m going to be staying with (my sister’s mom) told me to wait until August so that the attic could be ready and I could stay there. And because my sister always go there for Labor day, I decided to wait and go with her.

I was happy that I wouldn’t have to travel alone because that day was going to be stressful enough for me to have to deal with everything on my own.

But to my surprise (not really) my sister can’t go. As always. There is always a problem with her. The first time she told me that maybe she couldn’t go I freaked out. The second time it was like “whatever” but deep inside I was scared. But when she finally confirmed me that she couldn’t go, I was ready. I was mad, but I didn’t want to depend on her anymore.

Yesterday, I bought the ticket for the 27th. And because I didn’t tell her before I bought it, she was mad and came to my house and we basically yelled at each other like never before. I always try to be respectful towards her, I never tell her when something about her bothers me, but yesterday I let it all out. I’m not going to go into details of what happened because this post would be too long.

The thing is that I’m mad. And I’m freaking out. It was going to be so much easier going with her because I was going to be more comfortable and…..

But I think I’m starting to have little panic attacks now that I finally have a date. It’s getting closer and closer and I still don’t overcome my fear of speaking English. how will I get a job?

I’m not very close to my sister’s mom, and I’m scared I will be uncomfortable in her house.

My parents. My family. My comfort zone. I have to risk all of that.

I swear that if it wasn’t so important for me to leave, I would have changed my mind already. But I have to do it. I have to be brave. But I don’t know if I can deal with that much.

Even though my oldest brother, and niece are there, I wish I could just go to a better place with a strange family or with someone I’m REALLY comfortable with.

I’m being so ungrateful right now. I’m sorry. I don’t know what’s happening to me.

And I don’t know why because this is what I wanted. I wanted to leave. I wanted a change.

I want to be completely independent already. Speak english without any fear and live comfortably in California or England. And I don’t know if that’s going to happen. I don’t know how.

I don’t like feeling like this.. Negative.

But I’m going crazy. I just want to cry on someone’s shoulder all day.

I don’t know what I’m doing.

The Beauty Of Stormy Days.



(Read this while listening to this video, it’ll be more fun)

There’s something about rain, thunders, the sound of the wind and black skies that I simply adore. I know that storms can be dangerous and very inconvenient for some people but regardless of that, stormy days are definitely in my favorites. They bring me peace and make me see life differently.


- The power goes out. Again, this is very inconvenient for some people but..in a way it’s wonderful because.. 29TH_POWER_COL_1067777f

- There’s no electronic entertainment. There’s not tv, and you have your computer and cellphone until the battery dies. I love this because.. Happy-family-together-vector-4

- The family has to be together. In the daily life, some are watching tv, some are in the computer or they are all in their phones. This leads us to.. playingcards

- Board and card games. My absolute favorites. There is no better way to spend time with the family than these sort of games which usually are replaced by video games, phones and pretty much everything. – Because there’s no electricity, there’s no light. When night comes, everything is dark. The streets are dark, the house is dark, the shower…everything, so it’s very common to see this: candle2

- The silence becomes captivating. You can hear everything more clear, the sound of cars, people whispering, people’s steps and all the insects that you didn’t even know could emit a sound. – Your street normally becomes a river.. flood_house_5C – The trash cans sometimes like to go swim in them. – But the most important thing is that EVERYTHING is an adventure.

Thank you,