Last day of 2014/First day of 2015!

Happy new year to all those who, according to their time zones, it’s 2015! Wooo! And happy new year’s eve to all those like me who are still hanging out in 2014 😉

So, 2014 has been a year full of ups and downs, but that doesn’t stop us from moving on with life’s wonders. I became a senior and that was something I never really expected to happen when I was in barely in Kindergarten. I worked in a Salvation Army summer camp for kids as community works and loved it. And many other things happened that I am very grateful to God for allowing me to have them and cherish their memory. I’ve thought about this post for the whole year and I am ready to share it with you guys.

Last January 7th was my 17th birthday, and that marked something big in me. When I was 12 years old, I had this notion in my head that you had to be 17 in order to have wonderful things like the books happen to you. This was during the time I started to transition from reading children’s books and non-fiction, and venturing to the amazing world of Young Adult and Adult Fiction. I desperately wanted to live something exciting in my life, like meet vampires, werewolves, live in a fairy tale, whatever that sounded like it was taken from a book. (Except Dystopian lol) Thus started my writing obsession as well. I would make hundreds of drafts of stories about heroines who lived great things when they were usually 17, or close to that.

I slowly started to drop that idea from my head as I matured little by little (still am) and until this year I did a change. I can have a bad attitude and argue a lot with people for the fun of it, but I can be shy sometimes and have lost opportunities because of it. So on my 17th birthday I made myself a promise. If I wanted to have a “book experience” of sorts, I would make it happen by ignoring my stupid thoughts and do them. I would take risks that wouldn’t endanger my health, and see how it went throughout the year. And it worked. That same day I rode, for free, an electrical bull and I was exhilarated. I dared do stuff in my church, I did changes in myself, I got into a camp to do my community service hours, I told a guy I liked him (and he’s my boyfriend now) and many other things. I am still shy to do somethings, but I learned something with this experiment of mine. And it wasn’t until I tested it that I noticed how some people are right on this when they tell you as well.

If you want things to happen in your life, you have to act in order for them to happen because they won’t come to you unless you go to them. You have to take risks because I think it’s better to regret and have tried rather than regret without having tried it. I try to live by this, like Carpe Diem, and think that either way I will die one way or another, and it can happen in any moment. And if I have my memories to wherever I’m going after this place, I don’t want to think “Dang it, I didn’t do that! UGH”.

On this new year, if this has happened to you, take a risk and try. You don’t have to do extreme things, just tiny little things that I guarantee you will make a change.

I wish to all a new year full of blessings, books, health, and much success on any projects you plan on doing from your resolutions. I have a few goals (I don’t like calling them resolutions) and one of them is convincing my mom of letting me get a pixie cut. A risk I’ve wanted to take since I was three/four years old. Long story short, I took a scissors to cut it all but ended instead with a Dora haircut when mom caught me and fixed it. 2014 was a great year, considering some awful things that happened. We are a live, and so we might celebrate that and the new opportunities this new year brings!