unwritten.

Exploring; Captivating; Creating.
This is my journey through everything I endure. It's my release into this world. My endless rants, my love for literature, travel, and arts and design. I'm a college student and change my major more than I change my clothes. Ill figure it out one day. Oh yeah...Did i mention I'm a newbie to the fitness world? The following is my weird and awkward journey to the ME I once was!

The sign of a beautiful person is he always sees the beauty in others.

—Swami Sivananda

(Source: onlinecounsellingcollege)

Summertime

Summertime

I don’t keep UP with this blog, but i will.

I mostly do this blog to keep things that inspire me, to vent, and to write about things that are happening with my life goals. I go through phases where one second I want to be something, then the next second I want to go some complete different direction with my life. All of my interests change more than anyone I know, but I think that this attribute sets me apart from others because of my curiosity. Curiosity is what builds success. I just have to narrow it down, and focus, focus, focus. 

Although my interests and career options change from month to month, my new found love of health and life only deepen. I am finding out who I am, and reclaiming myself as an athlete and independent women. There is an organization called Girls On The Run and the founder describes something called the “girl box” which she claims that girls enter when they are in their preteen and teen years. The “girl Box” is a box they enter when society and peers make them feel like they have to do one thing when they really want to do another thing. I am certainly one that fell into a girl box during teen years. Going from athletic and lively to not wanting to do things because it was “not girly” or because it wasn’t cool to my peers.

I specifically remember a vacation I took with my family to the Caribbean. At each port my girl cousins, aunts, and mother would shop at the local bizarre. I went with them, not asking questions. It was a good experience to see how the locals sold things. I would religiously come back to the table after the day and hear about the fun experiences my dad and brother had in the ocean. Swimming with fish, surfing, hiking, and other incising things. I wanted that. I wanted the adventure. The next port I went with my dad and brother while others went shopping, and that was when i realized I was missing out on a lot because I was doing what i felt the “girls” were doing. This is when I realized that my “girl box” was hindering me from adventure.  

I think that women do face some stereotypes when it comes to things like this. I am a strong believer of earning respect when it comes to activity and strength. I hear about all these women that “i can’t do that, i am a girl.” I’m calling BS. i know, because I have overcome this. I workout with the guys. They treat me not like a girl, but like a training partner. People make excuses for things they don’t really want to accomplish. If you want it bad enough, if you have a strong passion, you will find a way.

Do things that scare you.

My New Years resolution was “Do more things that scare you.” So far, I have held up my end of the bargain. I am in college, finding out who I am and discovering what my imprint in the world will be. I started going to girl’s classes at a local self defense gym and doing jiujitsu. Although, I have only been doing it for a couple months I already feel that it is making an impact in my life and personality. I feel more confident in who I am and couldn’t explain to you how getting out of your comfort zone will liberate you.

I was scared to death to go, but I forced myself and I am so glad that I did. 

I think you could fall in love with anyone if you saw the parts of them that no one else gets to see. Like if you followed them around invisibly for a day and you saw them crying in their bed at night or singing to themselves as they make a sandwich or even just walking along the street and even if they were really weird and had no friends at school, I think after seeing them at their most vulnerable you wouldn’t be able to help falling in love with them.

—Unknown (via shetakesflight)

(Source: the-healing-nest)

She was extending a hand that I didn’t know how to take, so I broke its fingers with my silence.

—Jonathan Safran Foer (via shetakesflight)

(Source: the-healing-nest)

Every part of my body felt electric. My chest ached and my head throbbed with the great terrible limitless possibility of the morning, and when it came, the sky was washed white, everything was new, and I hadn’t slept at all.

—Dave Eggers (via haloed)

(Source: heartliiines)