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Ending up where I needed to be.

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Hello peoples!

It’s been a little over a month since my move to this new state, and since then, I have made a few new friends, found a job, and kind of(sort of maybe but not really) figured out my footing.

I’m still getting to know the town, and learning about some of the aspects of living here, but so far, I feel like I have made the right choice.

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People are so much nicer over here, and honestly I think it’s the fresh air. Strangers smile at you, bus drivers tell you to have a good day, and even cashiers in the little groceries try to make conversation with you. It’s not creepy, even though I sort of made it out to seem like that, but people are just genuine here and the community is tight. It’s extremely difficult to be mean to them. It’s a complete 360 from the drunken tourists that I get the displeasure of “experiencing” in Vegas on a daily basis.

The mountains are really a good place for a fresh start. The fortune teller was right when she told me I needed the mountains in Colorado (but that’s a story for another day.) Hiking definitely takes a toll on your legs, but its good for the soul. You get a lot of thinking done during hikes, you have time for reflection and even catching up with your hiking buddy- which is also your roommate, (so I really don’t understand how we still have the need to catch up!) Aside from the mental peacefulness it brings, it’s also a great workout and does good things to your butt. There’s so many things you can do here in the mountains. People would always be hiking, camping or biking, plus the view is undeniably amazing!


I came here to get away from the loud city life, and the fake people, and I got exactly what I wanted and needed. I have no regrets whatsoever.

I love you, Colorado.

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xx Gizel

2013 in a tiny Box.

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Who knew events of the year could fit in a tiny, old DKNY watch box?

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I got the concept from tumblr exactly a year ago. It was New Year’s Eve, and I saw this picture of a glass with what seemed like letters inside it. The idea was to write out things that made you happy in the course of the year in small pieces of paper, and store them in a jar, and then read everything you wrote by the end of the year.

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When I opened my tiny “Best of 2013” box, I felt excited. I haven’t opened any of these small pieces of paper ever since I started writing them. One by one I slowly opened, and read these happy moments that I wrote

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They made me remember the moments and made me feel all sorts of things: happiness, nostalgia, and sometimes, regret, for missed opportunities, plans that didn’t pull through, things that don’t happen, and people that I don’t see anymore.

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But here I am, on my first day of 2014, reading memories about life, love, friends, and family that made me happy throughout 2013. I giggled at some, and cried happy tears in the others.

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They made me realize that what makes me happy the most are simple things, like having random sleepovers with my friends, coffee dates, roadtrips, and the beach. I wrote about the most random and small things that made me appreciate my days, some as simple as “waking up to a good hair day” or something big like “seeing a falling star for the first time.”

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I’m pretty sure I wasn’t able to write about every happy memory that happened to me in the year, but it’s okay. I had a tiny box, that was filled with love letters to myself. It’s proof that, despite the lows that I’ve experienced, a lot of good things happened to me in 2013, and I’m thankful for that.

xx Gizel

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Thursday Throwbacks: Cartoons that should come back.

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Remember those days when you used to wake up early in the morning, and the first thing you’d do is turn on your television?

You wouldn’t even bother to brush your teeth, or greet your mom “Good Morning” because there’s nothing  more important than knowing what happens in the life of Madeline.

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Watching Cartoon Network and Nickelodeon was what I did on a daily basis even until I was in high school. It probably is the reason why I have such a crazy imagination. I mean, growing up thinking that parents can give birth to a cow and a chicken, or that you can have the power to stop a crazy monkey, if you were made of everything nice can do wonders to your brain.

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Re-watching old cartoons in the internet is my guilty pleasure. You can test me on the names of all the kids in Hey Arnold and make me recite the whole OBB to The Wild Thornberries, and I’d be able to do that.

For this Thursday, let’s travel back to a time when I wasn’t even four-feet tall, and I had my thumb stuck to my mouth all the time (awkward visuals, I’m sorry) and think about the life choices we’ve made that were influenced by the cartoons we used to watch.

Rugrats

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Powerpuff Girls

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Being three girls in the family, you’re bound to be drawn to stories with three sisters as well. You each pick which ones you’d be and there’s usually no debating that. Your older sister would be the responsible leader, your younger sister would be the adorable favorite, and being the middle child, you’re the one with the temper problem.

Dexter’s Laboratory

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When I was younger, I keep on pressing random buttons around the house hoping my secret laboratory would pop up anytime soon. Dexter was my inspiration on how my very first dream career was to be a scientist. My mom fully supported that dream, even bought me “My Little Scientist’s Kit” complete with a microscope and all.

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Plus, I totally understand the ANNOYING-SISTER problem he faces everyday.

Hey! Arnold

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I loved watching Hey Arnold because I could relate to him growing up with his grandparents, and being surrounded by awesome friends. Also his room with a glass-roof was my childhood dream-room.

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Helga Pataki was the girl who taught me how to keep my feelings towards my childhood crushes hidden. Because of her, I have mastered the art of the POKERFACE.

Recess

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Kim Possible

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There’s no other cooler female role model than Kim Possible. She’s a high school spy that has the coolest gadgets in the world! Plus, I did have serious butterflies when her and Ron finally got together.

Scooby Doo

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WORD.

The Wild Thornberries

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The Thornberrys are the coolest family ever. They’re part of the reason why I crave for adventures in rainforests and jungles. They are also the reason why I promised myself that I will drive and live in an RV (for a year, maybe) when I grow up.

Courage the Cowardly Dog

This cartoon almost never made it to the list because it had the most disturbing scenes I’ve ever seen in my childhood. But, it also left the most important quote that I’d always usually say:

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xx

Gizel the cartoon lover.

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