Mind Control

Mind Control

If you read my last post, I talked about how a component of grasping self-sufficiency was dealing with my personal emotional stability. When I reference emotional stability, I don’t mean that I’m walking around perfectly fine then all of a sudden I’m smashing things, but I’m acting, as most of us do, in a way that does not reflect how I really feel. I suppress things because it’s better to not deal with them, to save others, and/or to hope that they will eventually go away. With suppression, I’ve tried to tone this part of me all the way down so I am not perceived as crazy and it has only translated to me lacking display of emotions altogether and leaving me with people constantly questioning, “What’s wrong?” I robotically answer, “It’s not me, it’s just my face,” but I’ve recently started to center in on the “it’s not me” portion. When I found myself an emotional low point this semester (yes, it’s possible even when you’re having the time of your life), a friend of mine recommend I meditate. Continue reading “Mind Control”

Fin

Fin

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I’ve been sitting here all week trying to figure out where to start with this review post about my study abroad experience. I’ve actually written this whole thing before and it got deleted and now I have no idea what I wrote and what else I want to say so I’ll try to make this the best second-rate version that I can. It feels like you all have been on this journey with me week by week and have experienced every part of it, but I think about how much wasn’t posted, how many pictures you haven’t seen, and how much shorter and shorter my posts became. I even re-read my old blog posts and cringed at how poorly they were written and how I never went back and did the things I said I’d go back and do. It made me laugh, but it didn’t help me figure out where I wanted to start. As I re-packed my suitcases to decide what would stay in L.A. and what would go back to Dallas, I saw these past four months flash before my eyes: ticket stubs, plane tickets, polaroids, souvenirs, the clothes I never ever want to see again after rotating them on a weekly basis, and of course my journal that was strictly dated from January 7th to May 10th with only one day skipped. Is it possible to sum up the life-changing events of this semester in one blog post? Well, I’m going to try. Continue reading “Fin”

Week Eight: Defining “High Culture”

Week Eight: Defining “High Culture”

Happy March, everyone! This week overall was…very relaxing. After two weekends of traveling, it was good to finally slow down (and save some money). We went to the opera this week! This was very exciting for me because I love the opera. We saw La Traviata which I have to say I think I would have enjoyed more had it been in Italian rather than English. Reading the subtitles during the performance, I felt it took away from the overall experience because I couldn’t focus on anything except the cheesy translations. Don’t get me wrong, the subtitles were definitely needed, but it shifted my focus. Still, opera for me is all about the voices and they did not disappoint. I was incredibly entertained by the town’s elite within the story, but the voices of Violetta and Alfredo were so mesmerizing. I am always so fascinated by the vocal ranges and abilities of opera singers. How is it even possible? A true gift. On Thursday, I attended London Fashion Week with my friend, Ricardo! Continue reading “Week Eight: Defining “High Culture””