It’s Official. I’ve Survived.

Shades from Urban Outfitters.
What’s good?

I have officially survived my first year of university.

And I don’t just mean in terms of grades, but emotionally too. I never knew college could be just as dramatic as high school. But it’s also a lot more fun (no, not that kind of fun).

I mean campfires, dance parties, Whataburger runs, and late night cram sessions.


College is in some ways exactly what I expected:

There are people who party and drink way too much.

All-nighters are a lot more common then I thought.

The appeal in sleeping in and skipping class is a real danger.

Asking for extensions is a thing.

Cafeteria food sucks.

Microwaveable ramen and mac ‘n’ cheese are lifesavers. And pizza.

And microwaves in general.

Jacket from Forever 21.
Cuff from Malaysia.
Booties are Betsey Johnson.

But in some ways college isn’t what I expected:

College kids are waaayyy nicer than high schoolers (as long as they’re not crazy drunks).

The assumption that for every professor there are a bajillion students is bull.

Lecture halls are not necessarily the default classroom.

Sometimes ordering food really is the better option.

Psychotic roommates are not always a thing (love you Sarah!).


This year has most definitely had its challenges.

I mean, change is always difficult to adapt to.

Like being away from my mother (who is the light of my life), no longer seeing my high school squad everyday, being able to eat jasmine rice (yes, this is a legitimate issue), and having a shower bigger than a bathroom stall.


But there’s also the ability to personalize one’s schedule, have free hot chocolate whenever I want, going out in my pajamas, and taking classes that I’m actually interested in (psychology).

While I’m most definitely going to miss my university squad, I’m glad to have three months free from schoolwork.

I’m gonna need it for next year.


The Final Battle

Are you ready for it?


It is officially Finals Week at the University of Dallas.

And it is absolute Hell.

First of all I’ve been sick since last Wednesday! I’m still not completely well, but I’m much better considering I’m no longer coughing so hard I almost throw up.

Yeah, not so great.

And of course it had to happen right before my final exams.

It was so bad I that I wasn’t able to have a decent night of sleep for days. I also managed to finish a whole bottle of Robitussin in less than a week. I had another one but by then I was feeling so much better. Plus two of friends started getting sick and finished it all in three days. #TRUEFRIENDSHIP #SICKFRIENDSSTICKTOGETHER

Shades from an indie boutique.
Dress from Esprit.

Today I had my Psychology exam and then my Italian exam.

On Saturday I have my two hardest subjects: Literary Traditions I (basically English I) and Philosophy (specifically about the ethical life). My Lit. Trad. exam basically covers The Iliad, The Odyssey, The Aeneid, as well as Sir Gawain and the Green Knight. It’s supposed to encompass tons of stuff, but the scariest portion of it are the quotes. They literally all sound the same to me even though I read them all! And then there’s Philosophy. It’s my worst subject. It covers two of the philosophers I’ve learned: Aristotle and Thomas Aquinas. The majority of the exam is an oral one. There are 45 questions to memorize on the off chance that my professor asks 5 to 10 of them. The rest of the exam is an essay that I literally wrote a day before it was due.

Sunday is my only day off.

Next Monday I have Euclidean/Non-euclidean Geometry. Yay.

But after that I get to go home for a whole month! I can’t wait to be home with my Momma Bear. And then there’s Christmas!!!



Side note: A huge thank you to Ettika for the gorgeous necklace (pictured below).

It’s absolutely stunning!

Eclipse Goddess Gold Choker from Ettika.
Shoes from JustFab.

My first semester in college has flown by so quickly!

It honestly feels like it was yesterday I was moving into my dorm.

While there are some classes I’ll miss because of the pretty cool people I’ve met, I’m also excited for my second semester classes.

So good luck to every student out there who’s suffering too!

Hopefully we’ll make it out alive.


I Am Powerful lipstick by RealHer.

Charity Week

Waiting for my turn like…

This past week has been Charity Week at the University of Dallas.

There have been ton of events and activities held throughout the week wherein the money has been raised for a children’s foundation in Houston, Texas. Whoot, whoot!

There was a dancethon, a 5K marathon, a male auction, and tons of mini booths that vary every other day.

Welcome to Birds Barbershop.

On Monday night there was a Lip Sync Battle inspired by Jimmy Fallon’s famous skit.

There was a rock and roll band, an Elsa impersonator, a Single Ladies performance (by a guy), Lizzie McGuire’s What Dreams Are Made Of, and a node to Hannah Montana.

It was most definitely an interesting way of ending a Monday.


There is also this thing called “Jail.”

It’s literally a wooden jail made by UD people that was painted to look like there was a Kraken within.

Basically for every dollar donated, a person can be “jailed” for a certain amount of hours. It can be students and/or professors. Professors are also given the opportunity to go to the Faculty Jail, which is basically a few feet away with drinks and snacks.

Counting down the seconds.

The first person I helped put in jail was my Literary Traditions I professor. He didn’t even bring his stuff because he knew it was coming.

Classes can be cancelled by throwing professors in jail if every student in class donated a dollar. It’s literally a “We’re all in this together” moment. Students are also supposed to escort their professor to the jail.

When my class got there, there was a history class that was explaining why there professor was being put into jail: early morning class, homework, papers, etc. The professors were clearly amused as they booed the student talking.

Choker from Forever 21.
Hey there.
Lips courtesy of Laqa and Co. called NINZA.

I also helped put my Philosophy and the Ethical Life professor, whose a nun.

And no, I had no remorse for putting a nun in jail.

Only seven people from my class showed up to find a letter and no professor.

She apparently decided to hide from us but left us hints as to where she was. We found her eventually in the Art Village but dang, I sweat a lot that morning.


My Euclidean/Non-euclidean Geometry professor had a similar idea.

He showed up but handed out a worksheet we had to figure out. It was a set of statement with corresponding numbers that we had to figure out. Once we determined a number, we had to text our professor the number in exchange for his location.

Apparently we were too fast.

He wanted to grade our midterm exams but never got around to it.

Boom! *insert mic drop*

There’s always time to chill.


Caps is Urban Outfitters via Poshmark.
Shoes is Surface to Air via Poshmark.

The last professor I put in jail was my Italian I professor.

I almost felt bad for him because he’s always in a suit and the jail is outside in the Texas heat. Almost.

Apparently there was also another Italian professor who in revenge for being jailed, she in turn jailed all her students. Damn.

Cistercian monks at my school also try to escape the jail every year by running away or breaking out. They’re very dedicated.

There was also someone who payed a two hundred dollars to jail two hundred random people who pass by the jail. Both genius and frightening.


Anyways, I hope next year’s Charity Week is just as fun as this years.

I can’t wait to jail people again!

Jumpsuit form Forever 21.

It’s Going Down


It’s that time already.

Midterm exams.

I literally look back on the past month or so and think “What the hell have I been learning?” Have no fear momma, I somewhat know what I need to do.


Sweater from H&M.
Romper from Forever 21.

I have five classes total.

There’s Euclidean/Non-Euclidean Geometry, whose midterm I’m having on Wednesday (God bless my soul). It’s not hard but it’s easy to fail too. Comforting.

Then there’s Foundations of Psychology as a Human Science whose midterm is sometime this week.

And the Italian I on Friday, which compared to my other classes should be okay.

Then I’ve got Literary Traditions I which is sometime soon too, I think.

And finally, there’s Philosophy and the Ethical Life which is on either Wednesday or Friday. It’s an oral exam that is about 20 minutes long and concerning Plato’s Republic. You people better pray for me ’cause I’m going to need it.

Strut like you mean it.

So that’s my schedule for next week.

But on the bright side I get to go home that weekend. 🙂

There are two things I’m excited about: my momma and her cooking.

Not gonna lie, I need my momma’s food like my granny does with her lipsticks and hair dye (I love you, Granny!).

Shades form an indie boutique. Lipstick courtesy of Laqa and Co. called TOOTS.
Bracelet made by my friend, RJ.
Booties are Jeffrey Campbell.

I hope everyone has a great week and good luck to everyone on their midterms.

We’re gonna need it.




“We, the Senior Class


Memorial High School,

proudly announce our

Graduation Ceremony

Saturday afternoon, May twenty-seventh

Two Thousand Seventeen

one o’clock

Don Coleman Coliseum

1050 Dairy Ashford

Houston, Texas 77079″

Dress from H&M.
Me and my Momma Bear.

It has been over a week since I graduated from high school and it still hasn’t sunk in yet.

I remember the lines and lines of teens Snapchatting and babbling and hugging one another as we sweat in our caps and gowns.

The feeling of being in a fishbowl surrounded by hundreds and hundreds of people.

The coliseum was filled with the friends and families of about 630 students, waving maniacally with their handmade posters and joyous clapping.

Bracelet from Anthropologie.

There were a few speeches given at the start of the ceremony. I admit that I didn’t know most of the people that were speaking… All I know is that they held some sort of important position in the school district. Apart from them two of our eighteen valedictorians spoke as well.

Out of all the speeches made only two things stood out to me:

The mention of our deceased classmate, Kobi Pickett (I didn’t really know her but bless her soul), who passed during our sophomore year,

and the mention of a quote by Ellen DeGeneres:

“Never follow anyone else’s path, unless you’re in the woods and you’re lost and you see a path. Then by all means follow that path.”


It still hasn’t hit me that I’m attending college in the fall and that I won’t see my friends and family on a daily basis anymore.

I also have not cried yet.

A friend of mine cried ten times on our last day of school (yes I actually counted). I, along with maybe one or two of my friends, did not cry at all. We talked about how inhuman we felt compared to our other friends who bawled frequently. But I suppose I’ll cry when I officially move into the University of Dallas in August. It’ll hit me when my mother and I say goodbye (don’t start crying Momma Bear!).

Lipstick is 397 BERRY NOIR (Matte Berry) by Lancôme.
Cap and gown from Balfour.

Overall I’m excited at the prospect of attending college and officially graduating from high school.

From the classes with a quiz and test every week, to the pressures of trying to be in at least the Top 15% and above (I was in the Top 20%; I just missed it grrr), to discerning what your rank is, then trying to get the AP scores you need/want, to blah blah blah blah …..

It was a struggle not just because of the competitive nature high school establishes, but also the feeling of inferiority that comes with it when you think others are succeeding whereas you are not.

But regardless of how tough it was, I, and my fellow classmates, stuck to it and made it!

With these last words a valedictorian of ours said:

“Let’s live!”

Ready. I think.

My Prom

202 NUIT ET JOUR (Sheer Nude) by Lancôme. Necklace was a birthday gift.

Last Saturday was my prom night.

I’m not gonna lie. I didn’t expect much.

Most of these dances are overrated and end up being incredibly boring. The hype that comes with it raises the expectations in our little teen hearts but normally result in nothing short of a disappointment.

The idea of buying a dress and renting a limo for one night is absolutely ludicrous to me.

But more importantly, the stress people have over getting a date is, quite honestly, stupid. Why on earth would having a date dictate whether or not you have an awesome night?

That’s why I wasn’t crazy about going to prom.

However, I decided to go in order to just say that I had the experience. Plus, it’s the last high school dance I’ll ever get to go to with my friends.

So why not?

Feeling angelic.
Blush Classic Convertible Gown by twobirds via Rent the Runway.
Heels from JustFab. I borrowed them from Momma Bear.

Ever since my freshman homecoming dance I have rented my dresses from Rent the Runway, who is awesome!

My mother, like always :), was the one who found my dress, which you can see in this post. I haven’t been a pink girl for a long time, trading it in for a more grunge look filled with blacks and blues and reds.

But it was love at first sight with this dress.

It’s not a bright or neon or hot pink like Barbie kind of color, which I deeply appreciate. I now prefer the blush pinks to have in my closet.

Once my mother and I officially ordered the dress I began to feel excited.


I’ve never been the type of girl who waited around, hoping that a guy would ask me to be his date with those big posters and flowers. Now before I go further, let me be clear: I’m not bashing those that do. It’s just not me.

I prefer being with my friends and dancing the night away acting goofy and content with my single status.


When prom night arrived, my friends and I headed to a park in order to take pictures together in our dresses.

Now the shoes I was wearing, as you can see in some of the photos, are legit high heels. I normally stay away from them because, frankly, I’d like to feel my toes. But I thought maybe I should give it a try, so I borrowed a blush suede pair of heels from my mother (which somehow fit).

The shoes went incredibly well with the dress. It gave the height and made me look statuesque, were pretty as hell, and just completed the overall look.

But midway through the taking pictures, I promptly took them off and walked barefoot for the remainder of our shoot. It’s quite comical actually. In some pictures I’m incredibly tall while in others I’m a hobbit compared to my friends.

In the end I went to prom in my comfortable, glittery sandals with pride.

Trying to be poised.

I danced throughout the night with all of my friends.

From Despacito to Yeah! to the Cupid Shuffle to Party Rock Anthem. I was sweating like hell (I perspire easily). I was a sweaty mess, but at least I was having fun and letting loose.

The first portion of the dance was literally just pure Zumba and reggaeton music (my dress was exceptionally great for dancing to those genres). Then it turned into a mix between hip hop and rap music, before ending the night with pop.

I just remembered having so much fun. By the end of the night every single one of us was dancing. Even the shy, introverted ones that swore they couldn’t dance or only did so in the comfort of their rooms.

It was genuinely a great night to me.

Would I say it was “the best night of my life” like those characters in teen movies revolving around a dance event?

Probably not.

But it was fun and I’m glad that I got to experience my prom.


My First Campus Visit

Sweater cardigan from Poshmark (it’s actually my mother’s).

Last weekend I attended my first ever college visit at the University of Dallas in Irving, Dallas.

Before anything let’s get some stuff out of the way:

Yes, it’s a Catholic school.

Yes, it means I might stay in Texas.

Yes, it’s been in the top most ugliest schools in America.

No, it’s not the same as the University of Texas in Dallas.

Jeans are Abercrombie & Fitch

I stayed the night while my mother went back to the hotel and roomed with an already enrolled student.

The first thing we, including other possible and already enrolled students, did was…play volleyball. And by we I mean they. I made it clear from the get-go that I’m not at all athletically inclined, which they, thank God, respected (you never know, people can be cray).

Once the game ended we all headed out to have dinner at Rathskellers, which is on campus, where there was also a jukebox (which I thought was pretty cool). We sat outside while tunes like Love Shack were blaring on the speakers. By the end of dinner there were all in all ten of us.

Afterwards we headed out to the soccer field on the outskirts of the campus. While half of us played, the other half sat on the sidewalk listening to music and looking at the blue bonnets surrounding the field. Once they were done, we moved on to some night frisbee with a frisbee that lit up.


We then proceeded to head back to the campus, while the students sang Justin Bieber’s “Baby” very very loudly, and went into one of the lounge rooms where they danced on top of the tables. Once they had their fill of that, we went into a different lounge room to play Catchphrase. Which, for those of you who don’t know, is an extremely intense game.

After playing a couple of rounds of Catchphrase all of us went to Club Donna, a portion of the campus that students basically have a rave in with a DJ and strobe lights.

I, however, had not properly slept for the past 24 hours so I was the first to fall and go to bed. Side note: the air conditioning in the dorms are awesome!

Top from Poshmark
Sneakers from Topshop

After saying goodbye to my host, who was incredibly sweet, I reunited with my mother. We, being the rebels we are, skipped the last event (alumni panel) to get some free hot chocolate and check out some books (there’s a bookstore on campus, by the way).

Another side note: the hot chocolate was amazing.

Overall I really enjoyed my experience in UD even though it was exhausting.

And for those of you who are asking: Yes, I’ll probably attend this university. Oh, by the way I got one of their college tees on sale! It’s super soft.




Despite being out of town, I wanted to definitely give a shoutout to my friend, Aramish, who was nominated Homecoming Queen!

I never thought I’d be friends with the Homecoming Queen 😉


While I missed my last Homecoming, I am majorly proud of my girl and there couldn’t be a more sweet or intelligent Queen out there!


Picture Perfect

Hey there.
How ya doin’?

So the Labor Day Weekend is over.

Too soon.

Way too soon.

My art teacher said her life would be so much better if three day weekends were the norm.

I agree.

Shades from Poshmark. Earrings from Shasa.
Dress is a House of Harlow piece.
Dress underneath from Etsy.

This week’s schedule is pretty chill.

Thank God.

It’s a four day week, on Thursday we have a Rock ‘n’ Roll themed pep rally (which means shorter classes), and Friday will be here before I know it. And I only have one test this week in my Government class.

Praise the Lord 🙌🏾

Multi metal necklace from Shasa. Camera necklace from Poshmark.
Shoes from Amiclubwear.

My mind still can’t wrap around the fact that it’s my Senior year.

But then at the same time I’m in despair as I’m only in my third week of school.

When’s our next holiday? 🤔

See ya later!

Yes, I know it’s not a very inspiring post but I’ve got that Government test tomorrow.

Wish me luck!

I’m gonna need it.

I’m Sorry, But I Have to Go ~Sincerely, Summer



Summer is officially over. I am in mourning.

School’s back.

If you wish to cry, do so now.

After that, get your shit together.

It’s going to be a long school year.

Senior year.

Lip balm from Clarins.


Even though I am sad that summer vacation is over, I’m excited to see what’ll transpire this year.

For one thing, I’m actually taking classes I’m interested in. Such as Psychology, Biology, and Literature.

Plus I have first period off, so no more having to wake up at 6 in the morning. My momma was so happy she cried.

Then there’s also the fact that it’s my last year of high school, which is somewhat bittersweet. On one hand I’m more than ready to say goodbye to my school. And to certain people that make me want to tear out my hair with their stupidity. And carelessness. Which, to this day, baffles me. I mean, really!?!? The teacher explained it like two seconds ago!

Choker from Hot Topic. Top from Forever 21.
Jeans from Mango.
Trying not to fall. And look cool. Multitasking.

But then on the flip side I have to get my college applications done. And write my essays. And take the SAT and ACT one last time. And prepare for seven AP exams. While also trying to survive high school in general.

And to top it off, I’m getting old!

And it’s not just me who says it. My momma has, my friends have, a sophomore has, and even an eighth grader! I mean, I know I’m old but do you have to blurt it out like that? And with such gusto?

Ring from Charlotte Russe. Shades from Poshmark.
Bag from Free People. Ankle booties from Amiclubwear.

Despite some of my reservations, however, I’m determined to have a good school year. To at least have much more fun than I have the past couple of years.

All the studying, the worrying, the test taking I’ve done have led up to this year. The year wherein all that work pays off in some shape or form, and I can let loose and relish in that celebratory feeling.


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