A little less than two weeks ago, I finally decided I was going to commit to going on my first solo trip ever to the city I’ve been dying to visit–Portland, Oregon. The truth about why I booked my plans so late in the game is because I simply kept waiting to feel “ready” to book, while I would talk for months how I was going to do it. And I’ll be honest, I am NOT the type of person that says one thing and does another. I like to stay true to my word or better yet, walk the talk. So truthfully, I felt like a fraud for saying I was going to travel to xyz in the Fall but never committed to it. Until two weeks before my trip. Continue reading “My First Solo Experience in Portland, OR”
For the past few weeks or so, I for some reason started to feel a lack of passion for Southern California. It was to the point that I called my best friend and told him I was considering moving back to the East Coast and he was in shock. That’s mainly because all I ever wanted was to move and live in California and here I am (ask my best friends from middle school, I wrote it in someone’s yearbook lol), living all fine and dandy, yet, somehow lost the love for it. And I just couldn’t put my finger on why. Continue reading “Finding My Love for California”
Malibu, California — one of the most beautiful and aesthetic looking places in the Golden State (in my opinion). The first time I ever visited California at the age of fifteen, my parents took me to Malibu because that’s all I wanted to see and once I was on the pier, I fell in love.
On this day trip, my friend and I decided to check out Malibu Farm, since it’s a very well-known food spot for local and organic food, and the view is also just amazing. The drive to Malibu from OC wasn’t too bad, since we left at a time traffic was alright, but it was still at least an hour drive. Continue reading “A Day Trip to Malibu”
Ever since I was in middle school, I had this crazy dream of moving to Southern California to pursue all of my dreams, whether it was for competitive figure skating, tennis, or simply to be around warm weather all year round and be near all the “exciting” events.
I think what fueled the fire in me in pursuing this dream was due to the lack of energy, purpose, passion I had for the area I was in. Continue reading “Growing Up in a Small Town”