a little monday motivation with one of my favorite quotes..

Life’s like a movie, write your own ending. Keep believing.

Kermit the Frog

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The Muppet Movie, 1979
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friday, october 23: plants, a test, and the biggest hurricane in history

posted saturday, written friday.

· plants:

about a little more than a week ago I planted some seeds my sister gave me. today the look like this:

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napo and I spent a few minutes outside exploring and admiring that beautiful baby cilantro that will someday be in both our bellies. once the weather gets colder I’ll move the plants inside to be able to (hopefully) have them year-round.

· a test:

today I took my anatomy lab test while looking at stinky cats’ muscles and trying to figure out which ones where which. nothing like walking out of that test feeling like a champ because I knew all of them and because I was about to eat tacos with my boyfriend and his band. and I did and they were delicious.

· a hurricane:

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let me start by saying, happy national doctors’ day to all physicians in mexico! I actually know two people who are working towards their medical degree right now over there. at this moment both of them– one being my beloved cousin– plus another high school friend, are in one of the states hurricane Patricia hit. the three of them report they’re safe, just that there is lots of rain. it is so scary how massive and strong that hurricane is. I was watching news channels from mexico and they all said that this hurricane could break the scale used to measure hurricanes, since the scale goes up to 5 but this one could we considered a 7. it has now been downgraded to 4, but it’s good to be safe and alert for anything. biggest hurrinane in history, wow.

Oh, Friday. Thank you for being a challenging, yet interesting day; fun too, except for the whole 400-200 km per hour hurricane.

My dear reader, I hope you have a very nice day and weekend! Make sure you don’t get soaked if you catch some rain too. And if you can, send your love and prayers to the people in mexico.

–diana

one more day and this week is over.

4 methods of coping with this stressful week.

this has been a stressful week. not only for me but also for others; I’ve spoken to classmates, friends, and read other blogs and we all feel the same way.

ugh.

in college, it just that time of the semester where everything just piles up, and you feel like you don’t have time, and you have many things due daily, and then there’s work, and tests to study for, bills to be paid and no money, meetings for annoying group projects, and now we have to register for classes for next semester.

those are just me and my classmates. I’m pretty sure you have stressful things going on in your life too. because of this hell of a week, I write this post. I know it’s not that easy to cope with stress but here are a few things that help me:

· vent. Tell a friend, a random stranger, write it out like I just did, say it out loud, whatever! Just put out there. Some people say it’s wining but it is not if it helps you feel better.

· exercise. You have all of this stress and anxiety inside of you that you need to let it out. When i feel my worst, like worst, when i’m crying of how bad things are, when I explode, I run. Even if I’m in a dress and in a place I don’t know. Afterward I feel so much better and can see things in a better light.

· breathe. Go outside and just take one moment to breathe in deeply several times and admire your surroundings and take everything in. Don’t think about anything. It’s just you and that place, and breathe. It might be hard but try it. Once you feel calm enough:

· make a list. I get overwhelmed pretty easily when I know I have several deadlines to meet. So, I make lists. First, I make a list of all the things I have to do then I read over it. Having everything written down gives me another perspective. A lot of the times when I do this I see the things I have due and am like “Oh…I can do that.” It was just my mind running crazy that made me feel so up to my neck. Once everything is clear I put the due dates and when I should work on them/submit them. By doing this I end up with a schedule, am calm and not all over the place.

These 4 things are the first that come to mind and that I do often when in this situations. They calm me and thanks to them I can make better decisions.

Remember, breathe. The week is almost over.

Do you have any tips to cope with stress? If so let me know :)

I wish you the best.

–diana

fotos análogas de una feria mexicana

Analog photos of a carnival in Mexico.

Analog photos of a carnival in Mexico.

I finally got some film developed. One of the rolls included these pictures I took in september when my family, David, and I drove to our neighboring town in Mexico and to their feria. A mexican feria is almost the same concept as an american carnival– lots of lights and rides, games to be played and prices waiting to be won, filled with delicious food, both local and from out of town. You can also listen to bands play or admire cattle. They, however, don’t compare when talking about the experience. In my opinion, ferias are more fun and since the moment you walk in, you get an adrenaline thrill.

I know carnivals vary from town to town but something I haven’t seen in our local carnival, besides food and candies being entirely mexican, is that ferias have vendors selling multiple things like bedlinen, dinnerware, decorations for the home, jewelry, bags, and other handmade accessories. Did I also mention there are indigenous men throwing themselves from an almost 100 ft pole and flying?

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 Sorry about the bad quality, but this is what the bedlinen stands look like. The seller is up there with a microphone talking like an auctioneer would. He gathers different products and sells them to you. You cannot go to the feria without hearing these men making deals; it’s almost like a tradition, really.

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Not my photo. The Voladores de Papantla doing their traditional dance/ritual. There are 5 men; 4 jump and one stays on top playing the flute. It’s mesmerizing. Total respect for these men who do it continuously.

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a few analog photos from our time there:

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grandma went too and she was telling us stories about how she, her friends, and sisters would go to the feria before getting married. she said they would all make deals where they all had get on every ride and no one could say no. she also remembers going to the feria with my grandpa. the first time they went together on a date was my grandfathers first time ever on a ride. oh how I wish I could see how this town looked like in the 60s in person..

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picture by my little sister: david and I

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we must get a corn every chance we get. family rule!

Photos taken with a Minolta XG7 in Kodak Portra 400 film. I’m still practicing film photography. I thought these weren’t going to come out good since I was having trouble with this camera. But no, once I got my hands on these pictures I was happy. I am in love with my minolta and this film. Always room for improvement though. I just wanted to document this day.

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I hope you have a nice tuesday.

Thanks so much for stopping by and reading this post!

–diana :)

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p.s. – in february david and I went to the carnival. you can check out that post here.
p.s.s. – (just in case you noticed) I had published this post before, but look it down because of some technical problems.

honoring grandpa – heirlooms from the 50s

Photos from the 50s that belonged to my grandfather.

my grandfather was really fond of photography. he lived from march 1932 to this past june; 83 strong years. to this day my family and I are still discovering pictures he had stashed in different briefcases, bags, and folders from many years ago; some only his eyes had seen. we’ve also found several cameras that not even my grandma knew he owned. she said he would buy a camera and hide it from her because she would get mad at him for purchasing yet another camera. oh, grandpa. i get you. i, too, am obsessed with different cameras.

grandma’s recent discovery were a few photos which she believes are from the 50s, meaning my grandfather was in his early twenties when these were taken. it makes me happy to be able to see what he saw when he was about the same age as I am today.

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these two photos above are from a bridge that was placed temporarily after a massive flood destroyed the actual bridge that united the mexican-american border on our town.

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my grandfather’s father.
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my grandfather’s grandmother.
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my grandfather’s mother.
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a man and his tractor
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my grandfather in the middle with his buddies jokingly putting horns on his head for this photo

you don’t know how grateful i am that he took these photos. they are amazing. they give me an opportunity to picture what it would’ve been like to live in those times. it’s almost like experiencing it. thank you so much grandpa.

–diana