Words

Thoughts

The ups and downs. The turmoils of adulthood, the growing pains.
The heartache,
distress,
fear,
concern,
passion,
anxiety,
the need to be perfect,
the stigmas,
the bias,
the stereotypes,
the battles
the defeat,


Oh the joy of being ME

Quote

Honestly, your life is not worth living if you you don't leave a great legacy. To do that one only has to touch 1 other person.



Quite amazing. This is the EXACT reason why I am pursuing advertising, I want to change the world.

Meet the Face behind the Words (ME duh)

This post is designated to the study of THAT girl (Monica).

I grew up here in Dallas, about 15 minutes Northwest of here. My dream has always been to get into SMU. At a very young age I recognized my artistic abilities and began drawing like crazy. I wish I could show you some of my work but sadly I don't have any photos to share. I have been dabbling in the art scene here at SMU.

This bio isn't really to tell you who i've been, or even who I am now, its to explore who I am becoming. In the past two years I have transitioned from the introverted sheltered little girl, to a woman ( work in process).

I understand my strengths and also am now admitting my weaknesses.

I'm not the best at everything
I'm not just the smart girl
I'm not as emotionless as I try to seem
I stress A LOT ( but I'm getting better)
Sometimes I'm too obsessed with being organized and I seem like a freak
I'd rather watch cartoons than the news
I don't party and drink
I'm afraid of growing up and being on my on ( but don't tell my mom)
I pretend to have everything figured out
I was abused by a boyfriend at 16
I'm just now regaining my self confidence (from that horrible relationship)
I realize that I will fail in life
a B is NOT the end of the world (neither is a C+)
I am not PERFECT

and you know what, thats okay with me. I'm done masking or hiding who I am because of others. I accept me and all my good and bad attributes. This is real. This is me.

How I Find Blogging Ideas

Blogging is such a torturous activity sometimes. Form a new idea each time? - thats a difficult feat for me, so here are the many ways that have helped along this bumpy road :

1. Videos shown in my Gender class

2. Ask friends

3. Ask you're Facebook community

4. Blog articles

5. Listen to songs you love

6. Eavesdrop on conversations ( just kidding, but seriously though)

7. Yahoo

8. Write about a recent episode of a show you love/hate

9. Doodle random ideas while sitting in class when you're supposed to be paying attention.

10. Write about the horrible idea of student blogs ( maybe it'll change your mind)

or just join this group : I LOVE blogs

"_*#@ U# Donald Trump" (CLEAN VERSION)

Here's a video released earlier today touching on the long drawn out debate over the birth certificate of our President.

This has been a long awaited president for so many Americans included top dogs like Donald Trump. I guess he handed t over after all this time. I guess my point is, was this the most precedented issue to Trump as a business leader? Honestly I have a difficult time believing this is the only thing Trump could do with his time. Sleazy sleazy Americans, what will we think of next?
Here's a link to an article that I found pretty amusing and honestly the author touches on some great points. Enjoy.

Response to : Glee Sucks

This is a response to a blog post made by one of my fellow Intro to Creativity peers. Here is the post. The post was basically about the controversial topics shown in the the hit series Glee. Personally I am a huge fan and openly admit that this is probably from a biased perspective but I honestly disagree with some of the claims made in the post. Earlier today I watched the latest episode of GLEE and I received something completely different than what was stated in the aforementioned post.

Synopsis of latest Glee episode:

One of the main characters Rachel Berry (Photo shown) has a dance accident and her nose is left broken. Rachel, a known Jewish gal, suffers from the stigma of small noses = better noses. Needless to say she has no small snouzer but upon pressure from her doctor she actually considers rhinoplasty. For the sake of the Glee club and students everywhere, their teacher goes on a mission to raise self-esteem for his students through such an outwardly beautiful tactic. At the end of the show, with the help of her professor and close Gleeks, she ends up not going through with the surgery and all of the Gleeks get something great in the end, the essence of embracing their "Ugly" as Tyra would say. (Here is a post by a fellow blogger commenting about the Tyra Banks project "Rock Your Ugly)




Final Thought:
Although GLEE shows theses controversial issues from a students perspective ( underage drinking, plastic surgery) the show has always made it a point to show the negatives and detriment resulting from engaging in such activities. The show actually goes beyond that to give kids an alternative by not preaching at them. Personally I love shows like this, shows that speak to the teen/ young adult perspective. To attack this show for its controversial themes we must consider the focus and the end result. Underage drinking and sex are all things that are going to happen regardless if its televised or not. I don't like taking the 'out of sight out of mind approach', these things do happen, and personally I applaud shows like Glee and The Secret Life of the American Teenager. Bravo Glee. Bravo!

SMU Bubble

These are the faces of the hurting and the voiceless...



Today in my Gender and Sex Roles class we watched the film Maquilapolis. Simplified, it is a documentary based on the treatment of the People of Tijuana. This place, this Maquilapolis ( City of Factories) is where companies like Sanyo and Panasonic basically outsource their assembly work to the people living in this border city.
In the film the people of Tijuana voluntarily work at these factories in such filthy conditions because there are so many people and not enough jobs. Working conditions, especially those at Panasonic, are completely ridiculous. The people there don't get to drink water nor use the restroom for the simple fact that the should be completely engulfed in there work.

I sat in class fighting back tears the entire time. Tears resulting majorly due to their standard of living, but also to the realization that there is nothing I really can do about any of it. It pains me to say that though i don't feel like I live in the SMU bubble, I do realize that I have been so sheltered and never realized how painfully ignorant U.S. Americans are. The class was only 50 minutes but it honestly felt like a lifetime of suffering through such a devastating film. I know there may not be any great BIG IDEA now, but honestly I'm determined to figure out something I can do to help. I do realize that if everyone had the same I'm-only-one-person-what-can-I-do attitude, nothing at all would be done. I guess my BIG IDEA is that It only takes one person to make a difference. (Definitely check out the film when you get a chance. It'll will change the way you view life and American living.)

The Power of Groupthink

The title of this post says it all. I created a short film to document how a concept relates to my Intro to Creativity AD class. Now don't take the video too seriously, its meant to entertain. Names of the accused have been omitted. Enjoy!


(Check Back really soon... I'm putting the finishing touches on the vid but I will post as soon as I'm done)

"Mommy I want to be like...BARBIE" ?

Once again my blog has been invaded by the great wisdom shared in my Advertising Ethics class. Here is a great article about the key ways to obtain the status of a Timeless Beauty. Surprising huh? I know.



Its sad to hear that role models in the eyes of little girls are the Beyonces and Cameron Ds. We go GAGA for the Pitts and the Depps. What about the Paulas and the Janes, the Susans and the Debs, the regular women.; the mothers who raised us from birth and still work their butts off to send us to a 50-something thousand dollars a year University. Its sad to think that all is lost when five year olds want to wake up and " ...brush their teeth with a bottle of Jack...". Is our generation lost. I feel that if we as an American society continue to progress towards this status of Stardom all hope is definitely gone for us. The status of beauty and self-worth is definitely something that seems to be diminishing as the years pass. With pre-teen vajaja waxing and teenage plastic surgery on the rise, there's no wonder so many children have self esteem issues.



The only way to kick this negative thinking it to start addressing it. I love the Poem by Sam Levenson its something so small but very effective. With movements like Seventeen's Body Peace Treaty and poems like Levenson, I know a difference can be made.

Stressing much?

So streaming Facebook (just like the rest of the 2.5 billion teens forced to write a blog, jk jk) I cam across this video posted by 'friend'. Here's how to write a 20 page paper in under a day. This article did indeed amuse and also excite me. I too have a lengthy paper that I must finish in about 6 days. More amusing than the article, is the fact that so many college students , myself included, are losing sleep and hustling to finish last minute projects and study session. I sit in my room at 12:34 AM and imagine all of my crazy peers racking their brain while tossing back shot after shot (energy drinks of course) in hopes of passing and making the grade. I guess, like my professor told me last week ' Just study as much as you can and don't stress, because at the end of the day, its only one test and one grade' I'm paraphrasing of course, but she is completely right.


Last semester I suffered from, what I've come to realize, an anxiety attack. I was having a very difficult time breathing, my airways felt block and I didn't know what was wrong. I had horrible chest pains and dealt with them through the night ( oh a LONG night that was). My sister came to pick me up from campus and I went through emergency. Lots of tests, X rays and many hours later I was told I have inflammation in my lungs more than likely do to stress. I'm a huge worry wart but with that crazy incident I have learned that I can't control everything, and, like a wise person once told me (my boyfriend of course) " You can't do well in school if you're not here (on earth)." Honestly this was the biggest wake up call of my life. I know its crazy but initially I though i was suffering from a heart attack. It was one of the most scary incidents in my life. I know I wrote a lot this time, but I just want to reassure my peers than stress can definitely have huge negative impacts on you, even physically. So stop the stressing and do your best, thats all you can do.

Words

Words


have


power,


use


them


wisely.

Finals Playlist

Because we all need that kick-butt music to help us get through 20 hours of non-stop college work..

enjoy




Unpretty : one of my favs to listen to when I look a mess during Finals Week. Zits all over the place, puffy eyes, SCREW THAT.

Grenade : because who doesn't love this song?

Raise your glass : (chocolate milk of course)

So what : I mean I'm tough cookie at times like this, and sometimes you just want to "start a fight"

Telephone: for the times when you need to study but you're friends are blowing up the cell

Tik Tok: I'm the clock and the studying don't stop no


Just a few songs to get that blood pumping.

Advertiser generated Holidays

I've always felt that some holidays are solely based on the advertiser and brands appealing to the consumer perspective. Though I happily partake in many of the fun holidays out there, its crazy to think about the huge impact advertising has on the society. From creating a sense of self-worth (my car= my value) to being able to boost self-confidence by telling consumers to Just Do It, advertising plays a huge role in our society.

BIG IDEA= advertising changes lives.

Roomie FROM HELL

Honestly I've come to the point in my life where college has taught me so much . Actually, i believe that the best life lessons I've ever learned have definitely been in the college atmosphere. One of the most important I've learned definitely has to be my preferences for my living situations. Yea Yea this may sound like a diary entry BUT hear me out. I;m not going on some long rant and rampage about how I've hated both the roommates I've had in college (hate is such a string word) but its more to say that now after 2 years of the college life, i see what all the adults were saying. You definitely learn so much at this age, being in college that you take some lessons with you for the rest of your life. Like how tidy you like your space, what kind of showering schedule you expect from the people you live with ( I honestly didn't think 7 times per week , hence EVERYDAY was too much to ask). At the end of the day college is college and cherish it before its over (Wait... I haven't come the that realization yet HA)


BTW this is definitely NOT my dorm room, its just how i feel it is sometimes. Photo curtesy of GOOGLE.

I sit here and wonder sometimes, why I was never voted Prom Queen, why I never dated the popular dude, why I wasn't born someone else. Its hard going through life wishing a dreaming that you were anyone else but you. You sit in class alone and wonder "What makes them so special? Why can't I have that many friends? What's wrong with me?"

Then reality starts to kick in. You aren't them because you were not made to be them. You walk the path that few people are willing to take. You believe in TRUE FRIENDS and not some petty mirage to no feel lonely. You were called to be something different, someone great. Great people are usually the outcasts. The Ghandi's and the Martin Luther's, the rebels of the age, the teen that refuses to drink or party because she doesn't want to. The 2o year old who still watchs Disney Channel and who would rather go to the park than go to the club.

Its hard being THAT GIRL. The girl who sits in the front row and hardly says a peep to her peers. The one who smiles all the time and is joyous in the site of adversity. The one who would rather have 1 true friend than a million crappy ones. Yes, its hard at time, but like the book says,Do Hard Things. It'll eventually payoff. Be real, be you.

Love --> OVERRATED?

With all the 'love' songs of the past and current hits like Grenade and crazy sites like The Love Calculator, no wonder people are a bit confused. Oh well sue me, Im a self proclaimed ROMANTIC

I AM the mushy type
I DO love the cute surprises
I AM in love with love

but hey, I'm not the one to blame, my parents raised me this way :)

Courage...

... is not the absence of fear, but the ability to overcome it.

My favorite quote

Here's a photo displaying my all-time favorite quote :

Do the unexpected, perform the unconventional, believe the unbelievable and BE THE UNIMAGINABLE.

- Monica M. Moss

Dallas Hall, How beautiful you are

For the past week or so, at University the heart of campus has been bright and vibrant. From presidential University colors to disco pops, every night has been full of many surprises. I brought along a close friend and we sat next to the fountain and glazed with adoration for such a beautiful sight. Pitch black nights with such grace and delight was Dallas Hall. The array of colors, and the array of people staring in amazement, reminds me that the heart of campus is just and fun and energetic as ever. It reminded me how great and youthful SMU really is.

Tech Savvy Vs. Tech(nically) Stupid

As we get into the GAGA and Ke ( dollar sign) ha age, the number of Internet users has reached an all-time high, and the the age of users in becoming younger and younger. With Laptops being used in schools and free iPads given away at the grade school level the pressing question to me becomes,

Is technology making us more stupider ? (hence the horrible grammar)

To examine this I call back on my friend Nicholas Carr who describes technology as a tool used to handicap the mind. (Check out this article )

My opinion
Honestly I fond myself sometimes using Google a little too much. I lean on HULU to catch up on the latest shows, and gosh i have to admit,

sometimes I'm such a Facebook junkie

(okay, My name is Monica, and I have a problem). Thinking over encounters with my oldest nephew I'm reminded of the fact that though he LOVES the Wii and though phineas and ferb have become his drug, he loves bike riding and basketball and running just as much. So, maybe its not all that bad, but hey what do I know, my nephew's only 6.

Ransom thought

L - leaving all inhibitions at the door
o - only to be hurt so many times. People who haven't experienced it are
v-very skeptical of it, but sooner or later. Only the brave are lucky
e-enough to experience it.

Message to a 17 year old

I love this concept and actually though about making my own this morning in the shower:

Letter to Monica:

You are beautiful. You don't have to be perfect all the time. I know you had a tough year buts its time to look to the future and forget about the abuse. Forget about the pain and the hurt and resentment. You will soon find someone who loves you for all your faults and imperfections. I know its hard being the odd girl out, but you're better than that. I'm so proud of the young lady you are becoming, Despite all adversities, you are a conquerer. I know you may not hear it as often as you like, but I love you. You are such an amazing individual and never let anyone strip you away from who you are. You will be successful and though most people look at you and think your life is all cookies and cream, I know what you're going through. I was there once, so I understand. Don't be ashamed of what you've gone through. Wear your pain like a badge of honor, a badge to say that you are a SURVIVOR.

Sticky Situations

As the year comes to a close, the hustle and bustle of college life is indeed very taunting. From 10 page papers and written exams, to long hours on the job and a martial arts final, the hours in my days are becoming less and less. Sitting in an 8am Ad ethics class is hardley my idea of fun but, I'm overjoyed that I decided to drag myself out of bed this morning. Here's the Value of the Day posted by my wonderful professor:

"Things turn out best for the people who make the best out of the way things turn out..." Unknown

This is by-far one of the most dead-on quotes that I've come across to date. It just makes me realize that despite the craziness and the strong urge to cry at times like these, a situation is only what you make of it; what I make of it. So fight back the tears long enough to see the Sun peering from behind your storm.

Embrace the bad, accept defeat, and cry until you smile.

Trash = the New Fashion Statement

Check out these great pics...



Loving this gorgeous Katy Perry-ish bathing suit, well you'll be surprised to hear it was hand sown and made from plastic circle cut outs of old detergent bottles. Love, love, LOVE the reuse of items in completely different ways. This takes me back to the very first day INtro to Creativity when we were told that we are all creative. Tasks such as getting dressed are super creative and hey, we all do that on a daily basis ( well most of us). Just to be sure that your not intimidated by this awesome designer, here are some trash to treasure moments from people like you and me along with a Youtuber I love who makes her own clothing. These all just go to show you, we are all creative (I know AMAZING).





Here are more links...

Necklace
Romper
Dress
Not to handy with a sewing machine and don't really want to wear duct tape... try this video from Kat Von D

Getting Even

I'm feeling just like the Pink Panther right about now. Coming to home to complete chaos and disarray is not something I've grown accustomed to even as i approach my junior year in University. We've all heard the saying " Treat others the way you would like to be treated" right? As a child we are thrown huge optimistic waterfalls,

BUT

as I'm becoming adult-like (not yet ready to give up the kiddie title) I'm coming to the realization that what I was told as a child was a LOAD OF CRAP. My new motto... treat people the way you want to be treated UNLESS they screw you over, then give them a dose of their own medicine




(its all good as long as its not the whole bottle)

Subliminal messages ... FACT or FICTION?

For decades we have been plagued with the occurrence of subliminal messages and if they are really corrupting our minds. From the bashing sites to the self-help sites that help you take control and do it to yourself its difficult to pick a side. Here's a fellow YouTuber and his very unique way of demonstrating subliminal messages.

Honestly, I'm really not sure about the whole 'subliminal' aspect but what I am sure of is that in this fast-paced American society it may not necessarily be that we are manipulated by the unseen, but maybe are too rushed to take a look at the hidden.

Watch the vid and tell me what you think.



What do you see in the picture? 'Roll one' maybe?
Is a coincidence hmm :) ?

An Optimistic way of life

In my Advertising Ethics class yesterday I was given such an inspirational message that I just had to share with you.

One of the things I learned the hard way was that it doesn't pay to get discouraged. Keeping busy and making optimism a way of life can restore your faith in yourself.


Lucille Ball

This quote speaks to me on every level. In life it is so easy to be a downer and look at anything from a negative perspective, whether it be a horrible test grade or missing a huge deadline, but at the end of the day you must ask yourself, " Is it really as bad as it seems?" I know I've had to do this numerous times this school year alone. I'm a worrier so I must always come to the realization that although something may seem like the end of the world right now, everything isn't as bad as it seems. One thing to remember is the more treacherous the storm, the more beautiful the rainbow.

Double Standards ?

As I'm approaching the age where I'm comfortable talking about the forbiddens : sex, marriage, living alone

"Oh my gosh"

I'm discovering more that my parents are psychos. Ha- they nag and nag and nag.

Do this , do that. Blah blah blah blah blah.

I've been feeling like there have been some major double standard issues going on. I'm the youngest, i get it , but why am I being treated this way. I'm being pushed and pulled and am to my wits ends. Coming down from that crazy high though, I realize that yes the double standards do exist but not because they intentional try to keep me down. LOL but because they love me

"Ohh. SHOCKER"

SCREAM

This is how I feel with all the craziness surrounding me. Why must college be so difficult. Why must I take so many hours and classes and have so many books and papers and BLOGS. It eats me alive. You can never be sick in college or miss a day or be late to class or have a life. You must work hard and play less. What is this preparing me for in the "real world"? To be busy and not appreciate life and be man and catty to others? I guess. College is plaguing me. Life is haunting. Sometimes I just want to walk away, out of those two doors, back across the Boulevard and never ever come back. Then I stop to realize that, it life, hey and what can you do?

Quality vs Quantity

While writing these posts, multiple in a day, I start to ask myself would I rather have enough or really make each one count? I sit here and hate that I procrastinated so long but hey what can I do about that now but just hope that something goes well today. I can only look to the next deadline and be ready with ideas in tact. The epiphany moment of this post is

"Dont procrastinate dummy!

But how many times we we heed our own advice (even if its really beneficial). I guess i just know that i need to do well on the midterm and hey, it's not the end of the world ( though it really does feel like it).

???

All my life I have been the one to do everything on my own. To pave my own road and do my own thing. As i get older it seems that the road is becoming more scary. College is almost halfway over for me and I feel like i just got here. Does anybody else besides me really feel like you haven't really found out the purpose of college yet. I guess people say its to obtain a higher education or get a higher paying job but to these answers i pose the question

"Why?"

Why to college? Why get more money? Why this college? Why that one? Sometimes I really just don't get it. I'm my (almost) 2 complete years as a Mustang, I'm still searching for the answers to all these questions. Its seems like as soon as i think I've got the answer, another question stems from the first. So in a humorous conclusion i have figured out what college is all about. Its not to get money in the future, or give the few bucks you do have away. It's not about learning huge equations or the quadratic formula. College is about learning how to ask "Why" .

Oh, no. I’m turning into my parents…

By the time you’ve reached my age, everyone has had that horrible dream The one when you wake up sweaty and screams. Dun-dun-DUNNNNNNNN----- It’s the dream where you’ve magically become your parents. You do the nagging and the screaming and you are a huge lame. As the years in college come and go, I realize that more and more my parents’ views and mine are becoming a bit too similar. From choosing an off-campus apartment, to planning the next 2 years of my life, I have come to realize that my tactics aren’t exceptionally brad new. “Oh the horror!” What takes the cake is, I’m a bit sad to say, that my mom and I have more than one of the exact same things in our closets. If that’s not scary crazy than I don’t know what is. I guess its not all bad, I mean obviously she has style, and being more responsible on my part is always a great endeavor. So, maybe the dreaded nightmare isn’t all that bad at all, just an uncomfortable dream. I guess.

Bottom line: maybe its not so bad?

"I wanna be a billionaire so freaking bad"

Why is it that money has become the focus of life. The standard of living. The ideal image. I find myself wanting to make more money (uh oh extrinsic motivator there) but hopefully its for the right reasons. Life is too short (really?!? such and over used phrase) to sit around and let money be the determining factor to decided whether a life was meaningful or not. The problem that is posed is that money is not "the root of all evil" but the "root of all" meaning just about everything revolves around it. I guess, when life give you money you should make do. I just hope that the "root of all" doesn't become the root of me.

I Suck

In high school you believe that you can do everything. Join every club, play all the sports, be the MVP every year. Well I have now concluded that since coming to college everyone is

The best , The brightest, The most fun

but, where does this all leave me. In a crowd of has-beens, never-beens, and will-never-bes. I feel washed up and not as special anymore. I now know the difference between college and grade school. In grade school I was somebody.

What's in a Word?

Well, because I'm such a genius ha, I have decided to show you my interpretation of a specific word. Here it goes:

Clue #1:



Clue #2:



Clue #3:




What do all of these have in common? Guess.

Heres a fourth clue just on case you're stumped
Clue #4:





I'm sure you've got it by now. Just because I'm a pain the answer will come in my next post. Stay tuned. :)

Creativity

In my intro to Creativity class ( I know they have a class on that --- AWESOME) we have been studying the creative class, Hmm well I know its like

"You're in a class to study said class?"

no, the creative class is actually made up indivduals who are few in number but get paid the most. I know, I know you want to know the scoop. The creative class is made up of people who are paid to innovate, to think, to CREATE. It's funny, I never knew there were people who studied the creative process of others.

"Say WHAT?!?

Yep there are methods and charts and diagrams oh how to study the creative process (shucks, I didn't even know there was a process). I guess, what I'm trying to say (in a very horrible and unprofessional manner) is that this class has opened my eyes to new ideas and ways of thinking. I've always been the type to say tests suck, but to have you're professor agree is a whole new ball game. To understand hat gettting dressed is actually a creative task I'm like

"Yea,it is!"

every moning I wake up and know that no matter what anyone else believes, Im a Creative because I say so.


BTW the answer to my previous post is PINK :)

A blog is a blog is a blog

Blogs are the most confusing and frustrating things to me. I hate them. They seem so personal yet I have to publish my ideas to the world.

"Will I look stupid?"
"Will it even matter?
"Will people even read it?

I hate my blog. It's not like everyone else's. It sucks. I suck. I'm not interesting enough or cool enough or even that smart. These are all the mental notes that pop in my brain each time i sit down to write this dreaded thing. Funny thing is, I actually enjoy it at times. It gives me a release, a break from the world surrounding me. From short short's, mini skirts and the dreaded Range Rovers, From the Sperry's to the Marc Jacobs, and all those damed LV's runnning around campus. I'm none of these things. I'm not a label whore, nor a child prodigy. I'm just different, and so is my blog.

aBoUt Me

Hi fellow readers, and welcome to my blog. My name is Monica and here are a few tidbits about me just to get us started




SO... I guess I'm just really figuring out who I am. Not sure which path to take but I will definitely make it my own.

Loner much?

As i walk around campus everyday I begin to feel like I'm so...insignificant. Everyone has their best friends, their crew, their group of socialites while I'm stuck just viewing it from the outside. May day is : class then work then study and maybe some tutoring sessions. I have no life. HA- that's the huge epiphany here right? Not exactly. As i walk around and keep to myself, and wish that there was someone to talk to about it all, i day dream. Dream of the other person that feels the same way. I don't twenty partying buddies on campus because i don't party.

*GASP* shocker

I don't drink, I don't club , I'm boring (to some). This has all made me realize that I am the epitome of the individual. In all my uniqueness and glory, I am special. I don't do the common college thing. I'm on a completely different level.

I am a MISFIT

in the words of one of my youth pastors. Since coming to this conclusion i realize that I'm not supposed to fit with everyone, do everything, or be just anybody. I am Monica and I love it.

best advice I was ever given

Definitely has to be more so from a quote I read as a child:

“When life gives you lined paper, write sideways”

–Unknown


For me, this quote has been a journey in itself to define. A journey full of twists and curves and once I feel like I truly understand it’s meaning, something new becomes revealed to me. So far, the quote has taught me to be myself, push boundaries and question my own beliefs. It means to achieve the unachievable, go after the unobtainable, to reach beyond the stars and past infinity. This quote is one I will carry with me for the rest of my life. I honestly cherish every word. To find great advice in any form is a lifetime gift that can never be taken away. I’m just glad I unwrapped mine sooner in life.