Struggles College Students Have When They Come Home for Break

The bliss that college students feel following the completion of their last final is comparable to High School Musical’s clock countdown scene.

I personally awarded my not-starving or flunking out this fall semester by getting Salata (expensive subway-style salad) for lunch, Torchy’s [overpriced] Taco’s for dinner, and finally frozen yogurt for dessert. Eating for the day cost more than I probably spend in a week on food. Either way, I was excited to be going home and forget about the stress of the semester for an entire month.

The next day, I woke up bright and early to drive home. I spent 3 hours in the car to return to an empty house. Thanks mom and dad:) Once they got back, the happiness we all felt at being reunited quickly faded. I tend to sing out-loud. a lot. at a very high volume. My sister also doesn’t approve of my hugs. The tension that has taken place over the past four days has lead me to write the followng post:

The Struggles College Students Face When They Come Home


I don’t want to be insensitive but… my mom has questions out the wazoo. I swear. Her ideal job would be a detective. Or a TV interviewer. Or whatever other occupations ask a ton of questions. It starts out innocently enough: “How were your  classes?” “What is that ones friend name again?” but it then turns into more pressing questions like “Any interesting boys at school?” “No? Why not?” “Why don’t you go date?” Sure they aren’t the hardest questions, but who want to answer 100 in a row? Not me. And if your honest, you know you don’t either.

Losing Your Freedom:

My parents tracked my phone in high school. They always knew where I was and if I didn’t answer my phone, they would make it beep using find my iPhone. When I went to school, I was finally able to change my password without my parents getting too mad. I no longer had a curfew and I never had to tell my parents where I was going or when I would be back. When I come back home, I not only get assigned a curfew, but if I want to go out, I have to get a friend to pick me up from my house. They also ALWAYS have to know my location. This is, in a word, annoying.


Do you think you know how the world works now? That you know right from wrong? That you may actually understand something? Well your parents don’t. You will receive 10X the amount of lectures you had before you left. Lectures on siblings, boys, grades, jobs, money, politics, diet, the TV, rent. Name it and if you don’t exactly agree with your parents, expect a lecture. Because you are wrong  even if you believe you know better now that you have had some experience on your own. And don’t even think about saying that to them… that is a lecture within itself. “So you think you know everything? You have no idea what is coming for you in the real world. You have no idea what life is really like. We still do everything for you and you are so ungrateful.” I’m sure you can here your own parents saying the same thing.

High School Hero:

If you’re like me, you have a lot of high school friends that you are genuinely excited to see once you get back to your hometown. And if you are a normal person, there are also people you are praying you don’t run into at a party or even at the grocery store. These people can be relatives that come around for Christmas, your friend’s parents, the weird neighbor with 20 cats, or that one girl/guy who was an absolute pain in your butt for 4 years of your life. There are 2 ways to avoid these people: 1- don’t go out in public and  2- get lucky.

Soul Crushing Boredom:

The absolute worst part of coming home is having nothing to do. When you are used to being entirely consumed with class, homework, studying, extra curriculars, and a social life, it can be difficult finding something to do with all your newfound free time. This is the one time a year you think that there may be too many hours in the day.

Despite all that, I do love coming home and seeing my family and friends. Can you think of any other ways coming home from school is exhausting? Tell me about your time off from school.

Thanks for reading. Lots of love<3


A Life to Love: A Series

I believe the best way I can describe my intentions for this series is, a public diary. I would like to recount odd stories in order to ensure they don’t slip from my memory over time. I would also like to learn to accept all the odd and even unwanted occurrences that happen in my life. My last main goal is that they can somehow help other people. I hope that my recounting can inspire others to laugh, cry, feel, and possibly take a chance on something they’re afraid of. I even aspire to learn from myself.

Without further a-due, welcome to the series in which I inevitably embarrass myself, possibly spill my secrets, tell you about my life, and learn to lead A Life to Love.


Friends from Around the World

Thousands of miles, an ocean, and multiple languages separate the United States from the eastern hemisphere. As different as this side of the world is from my home, Europe has been extremely good to me.

Never would I have thought that upon arriving in Spain, I would make such an array of friends. I now have friends in England, France, Ireland, Germany, Sweden, Iceland, Switzerland, Denmark, Holland, Turkey, India, China, Korea, and other places in the US. Meeting people with different cultural and social backgrounds from my own has taught me so much.

I believe that these people have made me a better person: I am more diverse, understanding, and I ma better socially, mentally, and. When you are constantly with people who have had experiences that vary from yours and who see things from another point of view, you are challenged.

Together, we have challenged stereotypes and broken barriers. I admit that I am

First photos in Spain

Some of my first pictures in Spain! Love them a lot 🙂

go exploring!
you never know where you can find amazing views
see things from an interesting angle
there is beauty in everything
millions of artsy possibilities
beautiful beaches
beautiful skies
beautiful sunsets

The Over-Packer’s Guide to Unpacking

How to make the most of limited space and resources.


When I moved in with my host family here in Spain, I couldn’t wait to start unpacking. I hated the two and a half days of living out of suitcase while staying at the school.  A problem that I immediately noticed was that there were very few hangers (9 to be exact). I thought that I would have to choose the most important shirts and dresses to hang up and fold the rest. BUT there was also limited drawer space. What was I going to do!? Well… I found a solution that I must say, I am very proud of.

“How?” you may ask! It may seem impossible considering that I packed about 23 shirts, 6 jeans, 5 Nikes, 4 dresses, 4 t-shirts, 3 skirts, 2 leggings, 2 tights and only received half a closet. Welcome to the over-packer’s guide to unpacking!

I think we can all agree that it is important to hang your nice shirts as well as your dresses. All of mine happened to fit into 5 main color groups: red, white, green, blue and black. Each hanger is assigned a color and the clothes that are in that category are all hung together, for organizational purposes.

I started off by putting either a dress or a long sleeved shirt on the hanger first because it is easy to see despite what I put on the hanger next. I then put a short sleeved shirt, then a tank top, and finally a sleeveless of the shoulder shirt. When you organize each hanger in this fashion, you are able to see every article of clothing in one way or another.


I would also like to inform you that even though I have 9 hangers, because of my amazing organizational techniques, I only “needed” 8 and I save the 9th for special occasions.

You may also be wondering, “How did you organize the rest of your closet/ where did you put the rest of your things?”. Well do I have an answer for you!!!
Sophia (my friend that I came to Spain with) and I have to share the closet and thus hangers, drawers, shelf space, etc. That means that I get half of the very small, 3 drawers. This was why I had to hang so many things. I decided to use my personal drawer for my t-shirts, nike shorts, leggings, and tights. There is a lot of space left over in this drawer because I brought very few of these articles of clothing compared to the amount I have at home (people don’t dress like that in Spain). My half drawer, which I obviously share with Sophia is used to hold my jeans as well as my 3 skirts. That drawer is stuffed as much as it can be.

What about my under garments? There is a shoe holder on both mine and Sophia’s side of the closet. Mine has 6 compartments. I use the compartments for bras, sports bras, undies, short socks, long socks, and one is empty. My floor space is reserved for my shoes and some of Sophia’s. And finally, My one shelf, I use to hold a random assortment of swimsuits, bathroom products, vitamins, makeup, and basically anything else that I couldn’t find a place for.

Maybe I’ll do a video room tour soon. I can’t imagine that it would be very interesting, but I’d be glad to showcase my amazing organizational skills! Thanks for reading, I hope that this will be of help to anyone who may face a similar situation.


A Day in Beautiful San Antonio

I have been wanting to explore San Antonio ever since I can remember. Not being near San Antonio made me love it so much more. My friend Sophia and I went on a little expedition and I began to capture just how beautiful this city truly is.San Antonio Wall ArtI am severely directionally challenged, which ended up being a blessing today. While trying to find my way downtown, Sophia spotted this beautiful building. We just had to stop to take pictures.

DSC_2650sophia downtown color wall

After our improv photoshoot, we were back on our way. Still struggling, we ended up parking by Travis Park, crossed the street and went to the St. Anthony Hotel. This hotel was elegant and had some great views. Because we weren’t actually guests, we didn’t go in any rooms, but the rest of the hotel was amazing.



The views from the 10th floor Sky Terrace were wonderful. You can see the whole city. From the Hard Rock Cafe on the Riverwalk to the Tower of Life.


You can also see Travis Park and St. Mark’s Episcopal Church.


With just 30 minutes left before our parking meter expired, we left the hotel and took a walk through the park and to St. Mark’s Episcopal Church.


The park was beautiful and green, this is unusual for San Antonio which is typically much more dry and brown? Between the tiny book shop on wheels, the food truck, a wall of art, and a giant chess board, there was plenty to keep us occupied.


Once our meter time was up, we once again, drove without knowing where we were trying to get to. Blindly, we drove until we got to Houston Street Garage. Then working without a GPS or map, we slowly, slowly found our way to the Riverwalk.


San Antonio is known for their famous Riverwalk. You can take a boat tour down the river, or you can walk alongside it while stopping at the many shops and restaurants that proudly showcase San Antonio’s Mexican culture.


You also have to make sure you walk along the streets and head toward La Villita, of course we arrived there by accident, but we got some great pictures out of it.


All in all, San Antonio is a beautiful, colorful, cultural gem. If you’re ever in Texas, you know where to go.