Oscars 2016

Good afternoon everyone, in a few hours the Oscars will begin and every famous actor/actress whom I have looked up to since I was just a small little child with big aspirations of being a peer of theirs, will look flawless and almost unreal. They will be adorned in expensive gowns, suits, jewels, shoes, etc just for one night to win the award of a lifetime, and Oscar.

What is it about a small foot tall gold statue that gets everyone so worked up? Is it that once you win one, you are at a new level on acting? Does this mark the performance that was above all of the rest? Does not winning an Oscar after having so many phenomenal movies (yes I’m talking about the love of my life and twin Leonardo DiCaprio) make you any less of an actor?

Or is it more personal than this? Is an Oscar for actors an internal marker as well as an external one? Do actors compare themselves to Meryl Streep and Katherine Hepburn, 2 of those most decorated Academy Award winners in the past 88 years?

Just a few things I am wondering

Also, I swear if Leonardo DiCaprio doesn’t win an Oscar tonight I will do quite a few things

  1. Cry
  2. Write a strongly worded letter to the Academy
  3. Not watch the Oscars until the next time Leo is nominated

 

Talk to you all Thursday

Alicia 🙂

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Coffee Shop Romance

I fall in love with every handsome pair of eyes I come into contact with.

When I’m not in class or asleep I’m typically in a coffee shop. It’s not a habit I’m willing to break. It’s been going on for the last 5 months and probably won’t quit once I transfer to ASU or embark on my future career.

They have a very calming aura, one that I can’t seem to find anywhere else, and they have become much of a second home for me.

When I’m annoyed with my roommate, want to get out of the dorm and just away from everyone I know, I turn to coffee shops.

They provide me with a solace and safe haven away from judgement and they make me extremely happy to be there. No matter which one I go to, I love every second of my time there.

Whenever I embark on my day long journey to the coffee shop of my choice, I always come into contact with a masterpiece. I always want to go up to these boys’ parents and congratulate them on creating such a sight.

From the glances back and forth, to the slight smiles when I knock my phone off the table,  I fall more in love with this person.

However, after hours of the unspoken conversation, one of must depart.

And I begin the wait until my next adventure.

And the next pair of eyes to fall in love with.

Alicia

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I am in need of a new mentality

After my last post about inner beauty being the most important, I realized I never got to say what I actually wanted to discuss. I started off that post saying that I needed to improve n something. The original post title was actually the title of this post “I am in need of a new mentality.” The thing I need to work on is my inner thoughts and actions.

I saw on tumblr once that “The first thought that goes through your mind is what you have been conditioned to think; what you think next defines who you are.” And I truly believe this to be true.

I’ll see someone with rainbow hair and hella piercing and at first I’ll be like “yikes” and right after I think that I’ll immediately regret thinking that and instead be like “wow girl you look bomb, more power to you. defy norms be awesome” etc.

I have also noticed I tend to do this more when with friends. When my friends are like “wow he/she looks ugly” or “why would they wear that” I tend to agree right off the bat. And I hate that I do that. It’s just second nature to judge people and that we live in a world where judgement comes so naturally.

Something I have always wanted /needed to do is to live a life of complete non-judgement. I need to stop basing my first reactions of people on my first judgemental thoughts. I know everyone is victim to it.

After dying my hair red, while there were so many people who were very supportive and who loved it, there were a ton of people who judged it, and people I didn’t know were also very judgemental of it too. They probably judged my whole self based on my hair color when in reality they knew nothing about me. It’s sad that this is the kind of world that we live in, but it’s reality.

I hate when I judge people based on random things. Maybe they have crazy hair, or a lot of piercings, or a ton of tattoos, maybe they have gauges, dress differently than me, or whatever else it may be. That doesn’t give me a right to judge them. Especially because I had had red hair, I have 3 tattoos, I have 11 piercings, and I don’t dress the same as everyone.

Just because someone is different than me doesn’t give me the right to judge. Just because I could never see myself with gauges or with a neck tattoo, doesn’t give me the right to judge those people who like those things. I don’t like being judged by people who don’t know me and basing me off of my appearance and not my personality. So, if I don’t like it, why can i judge others on the same things I hate? Oh right, I can’t.

That’s all for now.

Until Thursday

Alicia

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Does What’s on the Inside Truly Matter?

Hi everyone. Look at me a week of keeping up with my post schedule. So proud of myself.

Anyways, something that I have always wondered about is the differentiation of inner and outer beauty and which one truly matters. I have come to realize there are quite a few things in my life that need work/ I need to improve on. Something people always think of when people say they want to fix something is something on the outside ie. needing to lose 20 pounds, wanting to fix their nose, wanting to get toned, etc. I’m already working on those (not the nose one… I think my nose is cute) by going to the gym and eating healthy and vegan and gluten-free whenever possible.

What people never seem to focus on is what is on the inside. We are raised being told it’s what’s on the inside that matters, but is that truly the case? When women in magazines are drop dead gorgeous and photoshopped to hide every flaw and every celebrity looks god/goddess-like wherever they go. In high school, and hell even middle school, the ‘popular crowd’ is always the cream of the crop on the outside. But what about their insides? Let me tell you there are some evil thoughts inside those perfect porcelain walls of theirs. Not that people not in those groups can’t be downright rude and a displeasure to be around, but if they are, they don’t have nearly as many friends if any at all. So, does it really matter what’s on the inside? That’s a question I’ve always wondered. I’ve (almost) always been a nice kid, especially in school ,and have never been considered popular. Popular amongst my group of friends,sure, but not what every kid envisions growing up.

In mean girls (do not judge me for using mean girls as an example.. it was a staple in every girl’s life growing up), Regina George is a horrible person : she bullies people, is so rude to her friends and everyone around her, and cheats on her boyfriend, yet, because she is gorgeous, she is considered a queen (literally… boys carried her outside for gym) I remember growing up and thinking I wanted to be popular, but never wanting to stoop to Regina George’s level to attain that much attention and popularity. So, what truly matters? the outside or the inside? In order to have all of these friends and get likes and favorites on instagram and twitter, do I have to be drop dead gorgeous or just know how to contour so well I look like a completely different person? Is that what it takes? Unfortunately neither of those things are attainable for me, so what now?

Do I succumb to a level of bitchiness with average looks in hope of achieving more friends? Of course not.So, what? I need to step back and look at everyone in my life I do have. Do I want to be friends with those people like Regina George who bully people, or with the people who bullied me? What about those people who are rude to their own friends to make themselves feel better? No, why would I want to be friends with those people, I want to be friends with genuine people and make long lasting quality friendships.

I have spent so much of my life longing to be popular and gorgeous. I have spent my fair share of time wondering if my friends and I were prettier, skinnier, more athletic etc… would we be popular? These things used to keep me up at night. When in the end it really doesn’t matter. My friends and I are beautiful just the way we are. We may not look like Barbie dolls, but we are genuine, kind, loving, caring, intelligent, generous, and just overall amazing human beings. They are there for me at all times during my best and worst times, and I am so thankful for all they do for me. So, the truth is, what’s on the inside does truly matter.

That’s all for today

Talk to you all on Saturday

Alicia

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Valentine’s Day

Hi all, well it’s everyone’s favorite or least favorite day of the year, Valentine’s Day. Personally, I can’t stand Valentine’s Day. I’ve always believed it has been a Hallmark Holiday (which it is). However, I feel as though I might enjoy the day if I.. I don’t know… HAD A VALENTINE. Those help. The closest thing to a Valentine I have this year is my grandma, who sent me $20 and a cute card with a bear on it. Rough life. I have never been fortunate enough to have a Valentine, although I really don’t feel like I’m missing out on much, because while I don’t get anything from anyone, in return I also don’t have to buy anything for anyone. So, as much as I would love a dozen Roses and one of those huge bears that is my size, I’m fine being alone on this day every year. After all, if I have learned one thing from the movie Valentine’s Day, hating on Valentine’s Day is always 10000x more fun than celebrating the actual holiday. It’s science.

Besides the point, my holiday celebrations will include me and my roommate hiding in our dorm all day to avoid all of the couples on my floor. My roommate isn’t used to the whole no valentine on Valentine’s Day concept, since she’s had one every year for at least the past 4 years. I, on the other hand, am an expert. Killing the no valentine game for the 19th consecutive year has made me immune to love on this day and I can weave my way in and out of lovey dovey couples with ease.

All kidding aside, I think Valentine’s Day is just another excuse for girls to be given gifts and for their poor boyfriends to have to not only buy them stuff, but to pay for dinner as well. Having a girlfriend seems expensive. This is one of the few times when being a girl leans in our favor.

That’s all for today.

Talk to you Thursday

Alicia

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P.S. Here are some gifs of aloneness on Valentines day for all of single followers and me

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Oops

Hi everyone. Long time, no blog. I think it’s been 18… 19 days? Anyway, it’s a Friday night, I’m snuggled up in bed, listening to/watching “It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia” post gym trip and acai bowl devouring. It’s been a long few weeks here at school. It seems as if I’ve been here for at least 2 months.

I can’t pinpoint exactly why this semester has dragged so much. It might be because I have classes 4 days a week and Thursday is my day off, maybe because I know I am transferring to ASU in the fall (obviously only if I get in) and am just trying to get out of San Diego (not that I hate it here, but this semester is almost insignificant pertaining to whether or not I make anymore friends, join any clubs, apply for any scholarships etc, or maybe just the fact that I have started noticing things in people whom I call my friends that are just god-awful. They probably aren’t that bad I’m just trying to make the move from school to school as minimally painful as possible and by finding things I hate completely, it will do just that (at least I hope it will)

In order to make this post not 100% negative, there have been many things that have happened since coming back to San Diego that I can’t neglect. I have rekindled my love for chemistry. Which is good, considering I want to be a chemical engineer (Chemistry is a little important). I loved Chemistry in high school but I seemed to have removed that class from my memory considering I received a B+ in that class and not an A. Oh sophomore year Alicia, just get ready for history classes. I am already 2 weeks ahead in that class and I actually doing the homework which is strange. It is only Chem 100 and will continue to get exponentially more difficult, but at the moment I am content will Chemistry.

My online class, American Indian Studies, has to be one of the easiest things I have done in my life (the quizzes while slightly more difficult as also online and not that I would work with a friend, 😉 it is possible and very beneficial for the both of us. The class is very chill and requires minimal work and is actually very interesting because we always learn history of American Indians from the white man’s perspective and this class allows us to get a different perspective.

My Spanish class, Spanish 302 has been decent. I love having it 3 times a week for 50 minutes rather than twice a week for an hour and 15 minutes. The last 20-25 minutes of class always dragged on and on and on but the less time a day we have, I don’t keep looking at the clock. ALSO, there many beautiful men in my class who are also sweet and good at Spanish. I have been doing rather decent in the class as well. Our first test is Monday and we were doing a review sheet in class. My profesora was picking kids by last name in the order of question answering. We were at the section of the review sheet where we have to switch sentences in the direct form to the indirect form. My profesora said “Esta pregunta, el fin, es más dificil que los otros… Alicia” which mean that the question I had to answer was the hardest. And guess who got it perfect?! This girl did. Let me give myself a pat on the back. Also, everyone thinks I’m 20 and I’m only 18. So either I look 20, or I seem smart, or both. I’ll take it.

While I did say that joining clubs this semester don’t really matter, I did go to the first SDSU Democrats meeting of the semester with some friends of mine. It was very insightful and nice to know that there are people who are just as (or more if that’s possible) liberal as I am and that they care about the future of not only San Diego, but our Nation as a whole. One of the vice presidents of Planned Parenthood came to speak to us about Planned Parenthood is being affected and how it is under attack due to the conservative criticism and pro-life supporters. She also discussed how we can become active and volunteer to help Planned Parenthood. Honestly, it was so amazing to hear this woman speak and it rally showed me how important this election is for everyone in the country.

There probably have been other aspects of coming back to State that have been great, that I just can’t remember.
Also, sorry I’m so flaky with my posts, I have decided that posting 3-4 times a week is just not really plausible for me. So, since Thursday is my offset, you can expect posts every Sunday and Thursday. This post doesn’t count because I’m implementing it now.

Anyway, Talk to you all soon (tomorrow)
Alicia

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Lil School Update

Hey friends, just decided to give a bit of a life update and tell you all how school is going for me since I somehow survived the first week back.

As mentioned in one my earlier posts, I had been put on the waitlist for some classes. Unfortunately I am still on the waitlist to have a later chem lab. Ugh. So tomorrow morning I will be in the lab bright and early at 8am. Woot. On the bright side however, I’ll be done with class no later than 11 and will basically have the whole day to relax, do homework, etc. So, I suppose it isn’t the end of the world. Also, I somehow got dropped out of my history class and don’t know how… I’m on the waitlist for it again so we’ll see how it ends up.

Back to school is always a fun time. Donning my red hair and seeing everyone I hadn’t seen in a month as great. I missed California and after a week, I am back in the swing of things. I made a schedule for my day and instead of confusing you all with numbers and days I’ll copy and paste it here.

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That’s all for my update.

See you all soon

Alicia

P.S. I chose a bank: US Bank

P.P.S. I made an instagram specifically for the blog if you want to follow @buddhisttvegann

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home again home again jiggity jig

Long time no blog. This post is a few days overdue but here it is. I am back in San Diego and very happy about that. It’s weird though. Both times I have left Chicago for San Diego, I have gotten a weird feeling the night before and the entire morning up until getting on the plane. I can’t quite explain what that exact feeling is. Perhaps not one, but a mixture. Perhaps this swirl of emotions is a combination of excitement, anxiety, fear, anticipation, exhaustion, and confusion. Of course I’m excited to be back in San digeo, my new home because of the people and things to do/ see. I’m anxious that I could have possibly forgotten something at home or forgot to see someone. I’m fearful that I did these as well and fear that I could miss my flight or my friends wouldn’t return 2nd semester. Anticipation to be back in my comfy cozy dorm, exhaustion because I got a solid 2 hours of sleep the night before I left due to all of these emotions, and finally confusion. Confusion because of these emotions and why the mere sight of my dog that morning caused me to cry.

Leaving home, my solace throughout the last 10 years is weird. Not bad weird, because leaving is a sign of moving on… but good weird. Weird isn’t the proper term. Surreal is. Going to school and then having a tease of a month that seems like you never left in the first place. Surreal is the only way to describe. Waking up in my dorm this morning with my roommate getting ready for the gym was surreal. The fact that I can’t wake up at 11 or 2 and then just lay around my house with my dog all day. Surreal. All of it. Leaving my dog, sister, friends, and family.I don’t mind it. I’ll be back in the groove of things within a week and it’ll seem as though break and never happened.

Going to college 2500 miles from home and only being able to go home a select number of times throughout the year has taught my many times. One, that time goes by fast and these breaks while they seem as though they never happened, will give me everlasting memories and that I must appreciate the time I have with them. From Christmas festivities, New Years Parties, late night Denny’s run, or even just dinner with my grandparents. I have learned to appreciate time and that I won’t remember every little detail of break or use my time wisely every day (staying up until 6am and waking up at 3pm) I have learned to appreciate time because I won’t always be living in Chicago. As much as I love it there and the people and everything to do I would prefer to not be a human popsicle in the winter.

Anyway, back to this surreal feeling. Besides the mix of emotions, it may also be a feeling of growing up, or maybe leaving a place where I hated initially but have grown to love, or maybe leaving the familiarity of a place. Despite it, it completely disappears when I sit down at my gate alone at the airport.

Then comes excitement. The excitement that I can leave my house with wet hair and not become a walking icicle, Excitement about 2nd semester, and seeing my roommate, and all of my friends, and just being able to explore a new place again (Just because I can tell you every coffee shop in a 20 mile radius doesn’t mean I know San Diego completely haha).

After getting off of the plane I get a feeling of relief. Relief that the guy next to me on the plane was hot, didn’t smell, and talked to me abut his life and asked me about mine for a good portion of the flight. Relief that I didn’t die on the plane. Relief that soon my backpack and luggage that is crammed full with books, clothes, food, etc., made it to San Diego safely, and that it didn’t burst despite all of my thoughts and that I made my sister sit on both of my suitcases so I could zip them. Relief that after a short uber ride I would be in my dorm and would be able to relax, unpack, and wait for the arrival of my roommate

Upon arriving to my dorm, exhaustion hits. It’s only 1 San Diego time but I woke up at 330 in the morning San Diego time. And after only 2 hours of sleep and a series o short naps on the plane, exhaustion probably isn’t a harsh enough word. Exhaustion from lugging my bags all over the place and my back hurting from all of the textbooks in it. Exhaustion from traveling and being yelled at by TSA people and just exhaustion from being uncomfortable on the plane. All I want to do is sleep but my 2 suitcases that are bursting at the seams are crying out, “Alicia, unpack us please” I know I have to do so much but my bed looks so comfortable. I push forth and unpack my bags. Once all of my things have been put away neatly, and my suitcases are back under my bed awaiting for spring break, content is the only thing I feel. I’m content that I am in San Diego. Content with my neat room and that I have nothing left to pack. Content that I can sprawl out in my bed and not me crammed in a plane. Content that the only thing on my agenda is telling people  I made it to the dorm safely. I am content with me. I am content. I am content with being content.

Talk to you all soon

Alicia

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New hair… Follow up

Well friends, hello. So, as yo all saw in my most recent post. I dyed my hair yesterday and am absolutely in love wit it. Most of the people I know enjoy it or at least saying they like it for ,y sake. However some people have expressed their disgust for it. I decided to share my findings on red/pink hair lovers, and judgemental pricks whom I have no time for. here we go

My mom: She did it for me so she can’t hate it too much. She thinks it’s weird because she isn’t use to it

My dad: Very judgemental man but is just content that it isn’t permanent (yet)

My sister: I’m not too sure. She hated it when we were in the midst but enjoys me pretending to be Princess Fiona from Shrek when I use my face mask

My grandma: “Red hair??” Not negative or positive, merely shocked

My grandpa: “Getting ready to go back I see” was his initial response… Midway through dinner and he chimed in with “Going for the Raggedy Ann look but with longer hair.” I thought it was funny

My aunt: “wow that is pink” She wasn’t a fan

Her husband: “That is a wig… right?” wasn’t a fan either

My mom’s facebook friends:

  • “Read head rock! ;)” thanks
  • “Is that Aztec red from L’oreal?” get it bc I’m an aztec
  • Lovely so different” my neighbor is rad
  • “Rebel!’ my great aunt is cute
  • “:o”
  • “Well, I DID love the blond…”
  • “Wow!!! You are gorgeous in any color.” THANKS  AUNT PAM
  • “Oh shit! You are beautiful, don’t screw with it!” BYE
  • “I dyed my hair red too” he has no hair
  • “I wish I saw your dad’s face”
  • “Yummy”
  • “Marisa (my parents’ friends’ 3 year old) said she likes it!” which is actually the only opinion I cared for

My friends:

  • “ilysm youre the coolest for having fun hair (like I used to… sigh”
  • “alicia you look so good!!!”
  • “IM CRYING UR BEAUTIFUL”
  • “it looks so good!!! (heart eye emoji)”
  • “I hate it haha” u r irrelevant bye
  • “I see you’ve joined me in the red head club”
  • “It looks amazing! what made you do it?”
  • “I love it lol didn’t think you had the balls to”
  • “I dig this”
  • “^^I agree”
  • “hey I think u fell asleep on cotton candy…… I LOVE IT”
  • “WHAT IT LOOOKS SOOOO GOOD”
  • “OMG (HEART EYE EMOJI)”
  • “Suite life of Zack and Cody” refe0rring to my caption
  • “Aww now your just like me <3” wrong your omg
  • “Love”
  • “OMG I love it”
  • “I get you and your references” referring to my caption
  • “Dead.” referring to my caption
  • “Looks like you’re living the suite life” referring to my caption
  • “what’s the capital of Honduras” referring to my caption

 

Anyway here is what people have to say. However, all that matters is that I love it which I do

Talk to you all soon

Alicia 🙂

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P.S. This gif is literally me and my hands rn

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New Year… New Hair

Yes, I hate myself for the title of this post just as much as you do. But anyway, I do have some new hair.

For quite a while now, I have wanted to try out a new hair color… a red hair color. I have always wanted to and never had the guts. Today, I grew a set and dyed my hair. Well, my mom dyed my hair. I went to Target and bought a temporary red hair dye- temporary because I wasn’t sure I would like red hair… But I love it. Kind of sad that it’s not longer lasting. I love it so much and am so glad I did it. So, here’s a few (maybe a lot) of pictures I took of my new hair. Hope y’all like it as much as I do.

That’s all for today folks.

See you all soon

Alicia 🙂

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Things I’ve Learned

Hi guys, here is a late night/early morning post depending on where in the world you all are. I just wanted to discuss what I have learned since leaving for college…

  1. Living away from home is an experience that everyone needs
  2. College food kind of sucks
  3. Coffee is so much better at small cafes than Starbucks and Dunkin Donuts
  4. But Starbs is always good
  5. Having an entire day with no class is a blessing and a curse
  6. Quality friends over quantity
  7. People who only talk to you when it’s convenient for them are not the type of people you need
  8. Friends from home will be friends for life
  9. However there will be a break or two that you don’t see them
  10. And that’s okay, They still love and miss you
  11. Get your homework done early…
  12. Go out and have fun… It’s college and you’ll never get those days back
  13. But make sure you know when to stop
  14. Make decisions for yourself, based on what you want… no one else
  15. Boys are dumb and you are a strong independent black woman who don’t need no man
  16. Clean early and then you don’t have to clean so much at one time
  17. Buy that pair of shoes you’ll love them and will always regret not buying them
  18. Keeping a schedule/ planner is the best thing in the world
  19. Exercising is so good for you, and you will never regret a workout
  20. What people say about you don’t matter, what only matters is what you say about yourself.

That’s all for tonight

Talk to you all soon

Alicia

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Finding a Bank

Hi guys, as mentioned in my old post, my ex boss stole all of my money and as a result I am not able to bank at my prior bank Chase. I’ve been on the lookout for new bank and I’ve decided to talk about it here and see if any of my followers have any ideas for banks.Or what bank you use/ what bank is perfect for a college student.

 

Necessities:

  1. Don’t need to put money in every month or whatever
  2. Convenient ATM/ bank branch close/on campus
  3. No minimum balance fee
  4. Easy access so my parents can deposit money
  5. Nationwide bank so I can use it after college
  6. Free checks and debit cards
  7. Phoneapp

 

Options for banking

  1. Bank of America
  2. Citibank
  3. Navy Federal Credit Union
  4. Wells Fargo
  5. U.S. Bank
  6. PNC Bank
  7. Bank X
  8. Mountain America Credit Union
  9. TD Bank
  10. Fifth third
  11. Capital One
  12. Suntrust
  13. BB&T

 

Banks Available in San Diego,Chicago, and Phoenix

  1. Bank of America
  2. BMO harris – CHI and PHX only
  3. Citibank- CHI and SD only
  4. US Bank
  5. wells Fargo

 

So followers, what do you all recommend??

Talk to you all soon

Alicia

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2nd Semester

Hey guys. My university used to have this thing called crashing where if a class was filled up, you could show up to the class and ‘crash’ it. You would give the professor your name and he/she would make a wait list and if a student dropped the class, the crashers would be put on. This is based on who actually cares enough about the class to actually show up and who really want/need this class in their schedule. However, as of spring 2016,they decided to switch it up and create a waitlist online. While it benefited me, I know a lot of seniors who aren’t registering until tomorrow or the 14th who need classes to graduate and they are going to be #30 on the waitlist. This makes it a very low chance that they will get the class they need. So, while it has benefited me this semester, it may not benefit me in the semesters to come.

Enpugh about the waitlist, here’s my tentative schedule for next semester

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or how about an easier version of a timetable view

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However I’m hoping to get a different chem lab which would start at 11 on Tuesday so that my earliest class everyday is 11 because

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Also,  my Africana studies 140  class; I hope it can move to 1530-1645 on Monday and Wednesday, and not shown there is my online class.

So, there is my schedule for the semester. If I do get off of the waitlist, I’ll let you guys know if/when it happens

Talk to you all soon

Alicia

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My all time Favorite Coffee Shops in San Diego

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Hi guys, so in case this hasn’t been prevalent, I Love coffee and whenever I can, I am trying new coffee shops and different things at these shops. So, I’m going to make a list of my top 5 favorite coffee shop in San Diego, and my favorite things from there. If anyone has any coffee shops that I should try in the San Diego, Phoenix, or Chicagoland areas please let me know!!

  1. Coffee and Tea Collective
  • Favorite thing:  Soy Latte
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Soy Latte
  1.   Lestat’s Coffee House
  • Favorite thing: Vegan Cupcakes

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  1.   Heartwork Coffee Bar
  • Favorite thing: Soy Iced Mocha

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  1.   Dark Horse Coffee Roasters
  • Favorite thing: Iced Tea/ donuts (THEY ARE VEGAN!!!!!!)

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  1.   Cafe Italia
  • Favorite thing: Soy Mocha
I didn't take a picture of my coffee but this was about a block away from it
I didn’t take a picture of my coffee but this was about a block away from it

 

There you all have it… My favorites. Do you guys agree or have suggestions?

Let me know

Talk to you all soon

Alicia 🙂

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P.S. While searching for a featured image I found a bunch of hilarious coffee gifs and thought I would share

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Tourist in my own city

Hi guys,

With just a little over a week left in Chicago before my 2nd semester at San Diego State, I have realized how fortunate I am to live in 2 of the top 10  largest cities in the United States. I have taken so many photos of my time in San Diego and all the explorations I have done there, yet never realized how amazing Chicago is. So, I’m going to make a nice lil compilation post about my explorations of Chicago since I’ve been home.

There you all have it.. me being a tourist everywhere I go

Talk to you all soon

Alicia

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