Him. Maybe? No.

Him. Maybe? No.

I have a crush. I think…

Usually I don’t gush over some guy. Usually I don’t think of dating. Usually I don’t freak out when a guy calls. Usually I don’t try so hard to get his attention. Usually I don’t stammer around guys. Usually………I don’t do this.

But he’s different. Other than the fact that he’s too old for me, he seems perfect. He’s friendly. He has a wonderful sense of humor. He’s caring. He’s loving. He’s sensitive. He’s nearly everything I want in a guy, but he’s too old.

Now what?

We’re friends. I love talking to him and he seems to really enjoy my company. He doesn’t look at me like some kid or something. He puts us on the same level, and we are in the same generation.

I don’t know…being friends seems great. I would love to become close friends with him. But dating? No. Just No.

My Life

My Life

Everyone goes around trying to live their life to the best extent they can. They want to be happy. They want to do it all. They want it all. But…what is really the perfect life? Do you have to have everything? Do you have to be able to do everything? To me, no you don’t. To me, my perfect life would be simple.

My perfect life would be a life I would be perfectly happy in. A life where I have time to just be myself, be by myself. A life where I can just sit at my laptop, at my desk, to write, to listen to music, to draw or to search the web. My perfect life would be a life with my family and friends, where we all get along. There wouldn’t be any secrets. Everyone would accept everyone else for who they are and what they are. Everyone will try their best to understand everyone else. Everyone would be happy and comfortable and themselves. My perfect life would have solutions to everything. 

My perfect life doesn’t have to be ‘perfect’, as in no drama, no problems, no work, etc. It just has to have the support everyone needs, and the encouragement and the confidence everyone wants. If I have troubles, I would know I’m not alone. 

In my perfect world, I would be able to be myself and not worry about being judged. I would be able to say what I want without worrying about getting yelled at. i would be able to do what I want without being scolded. I would be able to feel what I do without thinking I have to hide it. 

My perfect life, my perfect world, wouldn’t have everything. I wouldn’t be able to do everything in it. I wouldn’t magically be able to know everything in it. I would just be able to be me, be happy and be free. 

Thats my perfect life. What’s yours?

A New Face. A New Friend.

A New Face. A New Friend.

I followed my mom to a temple event yesterday as the photographer for my temple. There were a hundred people there for the event at least. There were at least three different news companies there with their crew. There were even the mayors of Westminster and Garden Grove, CA there. It was this huge deal with the Buddhist community I guess.

There I was talking pictures and a guy sitting near me asks if I was with the newspaper. I say ‘no’ and he laughs and says he thought I looked a little young. This guy caught my attention for some reason, seeming like a great guy, and I hoped he was not too far from my own age. We talk later and keep on talking throughout the event, until he leaves. 

Before he leaves, he reminds me that he just moved to the area from far away and doesn’t know anyone. He gives me his number and says to hit him up whenever to hang out, even knowing that I was a lot younger than him. We agree to hang out some time and we part ways. Sorta.

That night I text him, asking if he wants company since it was his first official night at his new place, and we talk for at least an hour before he falls asleep due to exhaustion. The next morning I send him the pictures he wanted from the event and ask if he wants any more. When I was going through the pictures for the temple I go to, he calls and asks if I want to go eat with him and he would pick me up, not realizing I live very far from where he does (even though I attend school around him). With the offering for dinner off, I brought up the option of him coming to visit me during school in a couple days since he seemed to really want to hang out. 

That’s where things are so far. I hope I have found a new friend 🙂 Wish me luck haha


Dye My Hair…?

Right now my hair is long and black. It’s straight, yet a little wavy at the same time. I’m getting boring of black. I don’t want to dye all my hair but maybe bits of it? What do you guys think? Here’s what I’m thinking:

Dye the end of my hair. Instead of blonde or something normal and boring, I was thinking dark blue. 

Get dark blue highlights? I was watching Big Time Rush for some reason the other day and saw that girl with red highlights. Her name was….Lucy Stone? I like her hair, but I want mine blue and probably less highlights than her. 

Third idea was dye the end of my bangs and the front pieces of hair dark blue or dirty blonde. (First I’d cut my bangs to a side sweep emo cut thing…I have no clue what that hair cut is actually called) Christina Grimmie use to, or does, have her hair like that. 

Yes I love dark blue

What do you guys think?


I Turn Around

It seems as if things keep repeating in my life, especially the events I don’t particular like happening so much and not the ones I wish would happen for often. Weird, right? 

One minute the house is full of people, music is bouncing of walls and people are talking, then I turn around and the house is dead silent and I’m the only soul in the whole area. One minute we’re having a great family event, then I turn around and I’m invisible again. One minute I’m talking to five of my friends, then I turn around and I don’t know where they all went. 

Does this happen to anyone else?