Dear 2020, you have been a mess. This is the time of the year where I do my favorite moments of 2020, but truthfully, that would be so weird to phrase it like that. I mean, this year has had its good? okayish moments? but truthfully I do not think this was a year of favorite moments, but more of a year of lessons. I wrote many blog posts about what 2020 has felt like or has been like and I’ll link them below. So because this year was different, this blog post of the year wrap up had to be different too.
I didn’t do anything I thought I would this year. I think many of us didn’t, and that is perfectly fine. We lived through a pandemic and other issues that went on in the world and are still occurring. And we did our best with it and that’s all we can do. I didn’t feel the best in March and over this entire year I had to adjust to what life was in this new “normal.” And it’s crazy to wonder when life will start to feel like that again.
Because I know I am not the only one who has felt like 2020 has been ten years within itself. Honestly, every month before March felt like another year. Then summer felt like another five years. The school year has felt like another ten years. And then December went way too quickly because gosh only knows how is it almost a new year?
But I’m hopeful for next year, but not too hopeful because I do not want to get my hopes up to high. But I hope it will be better than how this year felt.
So even though this year has brought its challenges, it’s also brought its lessons. Without further ado, here are my favorite lessons I learned from 2020:
Obviously this is the first lesson.
Because everything did change back in March or wherever in the world things started to change for you.
And, obviously we all knew life changes and people change, but what hit differently this year was just how much things have changed and how quickly. For me, things happened rapidly the week of my spring break, which was March 16 and from there things shut down. Stores closed up. Schools boarded up. Everywhere was at a stand still. People were at home.
Everything happened within that week and got worse.
It made me anxious. It made me nervous. It made me sad.
Because what was once a normal was no more.
I mean, what is a normal right now?
What will be a normal?
We do not know.
Things change and no matter how hard we plan for things or hope for things, things happened as they will.
This goes along with how things change. We cannot control somethings in life and that is okay.
We can’t control the pandemic. We can’t control whether or not people chose to wear a mask, wash their hands, or stay inside. We cannot control who people vote for. We cannot control people’s voices.
But . . .
We can control how we react, feel, and think about a situation. And we can control how we respond and act on our reactions.
With the pandemic, I was very sad at the beginning of the year. I was always checking my phone, looking at the number of cases rise each hour. That wasn’t healthy, but I thought if I checked the cases each hour of each day, somehow they would decline. I constantly Googled virus vaccines, hoping that if I refreshed in a day, there would magically be a vaccine. That wasn’t healthy for me either. I would bawl my eyes out in the corner of my room, wondering when things would get back to normal or I would cry in the middle of my living room, talking about how I miss my friends or I miss going out or going to the gym. I missed so many things.
I felt confined. I felt lonely. I felt depressed. I felt angry. I felt frustrated.
Then I realized, things weren’t getting better to be back to “normal,” and this was the “normal”—–wearing masks, having hand-sanitizer, staying away from people. And once I accepted that, I found peace to just live and understand that life goes on and I have to adjust with the changes.
I wear my mask. I stay home. I stay as far away from people as I can possibly be. And that’s something I control. My emotions are something I control too. Some days I still find myself spiraling in depressive and negative thoughts because I feel like if the world is so hectic and sad, so I must be too. And whenever I get in those ruts, I tell myself to change my mindset. To control my thoughts again. They are powerful.
But I cannot control who doesn’t wear a mask, who goes out and parties, and all these other things.
Am I angry and frustrated at everyone who is insensitive to the situation?
Yes.
Am this isn’t me trying to spark drama, this is me saying, I have stayed home since March for the most part. I go out here and there to get groceries and necessities for a short period of time and then I come home. Because it’s a risky world and you can’t think that you are invincible just because you are young or whatever you think. I’m sorry to say, you are not invincible. And for your health and others—-because I want you to be safe and healthy—–please do your part. Some people have been doing things safely and I thank you for that. But if you aren’t, please please find it within the kindness of your hearts to understand millions of people are losing their lives or are losing loved ones because of everything going on. Some people can’t see their families right now, some are struggling to put food on the table and keep a roof over their heads, some people are grappling with mental illness issues or other personal issues and if you think partying with people and not wearing a mask and putting others and yourself at risk to just increase the numbers is worth it . . . I just want you to truly reflect and ask yourself is it worth it? Because things could get better if people just listened. No one is trying to take away your happiness or your freedom. No one wants to suppress you. People are trying to protect you and protect the world so we can go back to a semblance of normal. But it doesn’t help when people think that they are above everything unit it affects them.
You do not need to be affected to be a moral human being.
But enough with my tangent. I learned I can only control how I feel and what I do with it. With the Black Lives Matter movement, I felt frustrated, angry, and enraged on behalf of every person who has every been treated so disrespectfully. My actions, I used my voice, I educated myself, I spoke out. For the election, I feel anxious, scared, overwhelmed. But what did I do? I did what I could control. I voted. It was my first time voting.
So you do not have to control everything.
You can control yourself.
I’m joking with this lesson, but golly remember when there was a toilet paper outage? And then people started buying all the flour and yeast to bake π. I legit couldn’t bake that banana bread that everyone was doing back in April π.
With all the darkness, we needed light.
And golly, did people come through with the memes, with the songs, with the jokes about the virus, and they’re still coming through and I love it. π I know there’s nothing funny about this situation and people losing their life or getting sick, but back in March, I think we were all in a state of shock and we just started creating all these jokes around it to cope with how we felt. And you know what? Sometimes we just need a relatable laugh. We need to laugh about our pain and then reflect on the deeper situation, but that one laugh is us releasing the tension we feel.
I loved the Disney songs this one guy created. If I find it, I’ll put it below because it was *chefs kisses* hilarious.
But in life, we can’t take things too seriously. We need to be able to laugh at our mistakes, our past, and the situation because if we just only look at the dark side, we will spiral to a dark place. And it is not going to feel as good as a laugh.
This year I have learned this sentiment a lot more.
Never take friends for granted.
Never take going to school in person for granted.
Never take walking around your home campus for granted.
Never take going to a store and touching things for granted.
Never take eating at a restaurant for granted.
Never take a situation for granted.
Never take a moment for granted.
Never take people for granted—-teachers, grocers, health care workers, sanitation workers, scientists, etc.
Never take family for granted.
In August, I got a text from my dad. And a picture of an ambulance car. Back in October 2018, I also got a text from my dad. And a picture of an ambulance car. Back to August of 2020, the pit of my stomach dropped in my stomach and my heart skipped a beat. I was taken back to October 2018 and what happened to my Grandma. This was my other Grandma now.
Two years later.
The same type of story.
And I hoped it would be different.
She got surgery.
She held on for more than two weeks, but nothing got better.
My dad and family got sadder.
I was busier with school.
And one Thursday night my dad said Grandma is home. Not home home, but home. She was at peace.
And I think to myself when was the last time I saw her? What was my last memory of her? What was my last memory with her? Did I ever say I was sorry?
I couldn’t remember. I am ashamed.
It was unexpected and those always hit the hardest and wrench you from inside out, but I hope she knows I’m sorry.
I didn’t’ visit her at the hospital because I was scared to be in that type of social situation, but I did attend her honoring.
But you know, life is unexpected and you never know when. You never know . . . so please tell people you love them. Tell people you appreciate them. Tell people they matter. Tell people you care. And never leave an argument or a person without a word of kindness; never let your last words be in hate or anger to someone.
Because you don’t know.
Don’t take that for granted.
Also, spend as much time with people who love you. You shouldn’t waste your time on people who couldn’t be bothered to care about you. Cut that toxicity out. And spend time doing things that make you happy. Each day is such a gift and live it happy. It’s easier said than done, especially this year, but when you feel yourself getting down, choose happy. Tell yourself, nope, not today, and get up and do something that brings you joy.
I used to always think that it was the big moments that mattered and made a difference. It was the traveling, putting yourself out there, making experiences, going out every weekend, all these external things. But I realized that it’s not about what money can buy you are what outside things can make you happy.
It’s all in the little things.
It’s being able to walk. It’s being able to walk outside on a clear blue day with the birds chirping, kids playing ball on the street or riding your bike and saying hi to you.
It’s breathing in that fresh air and saying hi to random neighbors you see.
It’s the way you have muscles that pull up your smile each day or the way you feel a laugh deep to your care. It’s the way you feel, taste, smell the food you eat. It’s the way your body works to function and heal.
It’s the way you lay your head down on a pillow each nigh, grateful to just have a bed to call yours. It’s in the small breaths you hear when you lie down at night, heart beating in your chest. It’s drinking water, thinking how appreciative you are of nature and the workers who clean your water.
It’s laughing over a silly meme, watching a funny video, spilling milk on the floor, reading ten pages of a good book, getting lost in a puzzle or painting.
It’s in all those moments that matter.
You do not need to go to Europe, Bora Bora, or Tokyo to experience all these things—-all these miracles and wins. You do not need to buy a Gucci purse or a Tesla to release how you have a family or home that is worth more than that. You do not need to party or skydive to feel adventurous when each day is an adventure if you make the most of what you have and what you were given.
It’s the little things that are bigger than you know.
I matter, you matter, we all matter.
Mental health is something I will always advocate for. Mental health awareness, mental health education, ending the stigma with mental health. It’s just as real as physical health. This year challenged my mental health and I will admit I haven’t been putting me first. I haven’t been putting my mental health first.
I am the type of person who puts everything else but me first.
I put school on a pedestal until it’s over. I give it my all.
I put others on a platform above me.
And when I do that, I do not give myself room to breathe or care for myself.
But I matter.
And I need to remember that.
My happiness matters. My health matters. My feelings matter.
I have to be better about choosing me. To chose something each day that brings me joy and do it. And to not feel guilty for not being productive.
Learning to eat more, eat candy, and to choose happiness have all been part of me trying to be gentle with myself. This year we have to give ourselves grace and kindness because even though life has been going on, we’re still living through a pandemic. We’re still going through a lot. And it’s not okay to act like things are “normal” or that you are “fine” just because everyone else is. It is okay to have your down days. It’s okay to acknowledge those negative thoughts. But don’t let it ruin your whole day, your whole year, or your whole life.
I had to learn to be gentle with myself this year in accepting that no I can’t run as fast as I used to or as much as I did on at the gym. No, I can’t work out as long as I did. No, I can’t hang out with my friends. No, I can’t eat out.
I can’t do all these things, but I can do what I can. I can take runs around my neighborhood. I can text and call my friends. I can support local food places. I can give myself kindness to know my feelings and experience are valid and no matter how things go in the future, to always be kind to my body, mind, and soul.
This kind of goes along with what I talked abut earlier with you can control your reactions and actions. But I always knew happiness had to come from within you. It was never about buying all the materialistic things or doing all these experiences. But to the root of it all, these year is about choosing happiness.
We’re not going out as much (hopefully), we’re not with people physically as much, and we gosh knows the holidays haven’t felt as merry and bright as other years. But if we chose to be down about it, then it will be sad.
But if we chose to be happy and make the best of the situation with what it is, it will be the best it can be in our eyes.
Again, our thoughts our powerful.
We are our self-fulfilling prophecy.
And I am starting to choose to be happy.
It’s not always easy, but it’s worth a shot to try.
I hope you choose happy too.
And because this year was still filled with moments I want to document, let’s talk about my favorite moments of 2020:
Back in February when things were not as crazy as they are today, I had an interview for the college of education’s program. I remembered I was so nervous because I heard some people did not get in, and you know, shy little old me, hoped for the best. In compassion to the people I group interviewed with I was probably the most nervous and I probably said some pretty dumb things π. I wore a pencil skirt that day—you know, professional wear—-and I remember I was sooooo uncomfortable because I forgot spanx to put under my skirt, so I wore like these dance shorts underneath it and the fabric would bunch up so it looked like I had a load up skirt π. I was mortified.
But hey, two weeks later I got an email saying I GOT IN!!!!!
And when I say best, I mean BEST. Because I’ve met this teacher before and she was such an inspirational and kind woman and I was so excited that I had her for a teacher. Because she was going to be our supervisor for the next two years and I have heard nothing but the most painful things about other coordinators. So I was glad I got the coordinator I did. And she still reminds me of a teacher I had from high school (appearance wise), but they both make me feel like they care about my education and that I can do my best.
I made friends in real life in the beginning of the year, and now my friends are online and I haven’t even met them in real life yet. But I see the same 15 gals each day and I hope they consider me as friend because I think they are all pretty darn awesome, kind, and brilliant. I am also thankful that I got to co-teach with one of my friends because at first I was kind of nervous to work with someone else, but I like to think we got closer. I like talking to her and being able to chat about our complaints or how much we think the students were observe are cute.
I truly got lucky with my mentor teacher because she has such a kind heart and she told us in the beginning of the semester that she is a teacher of heart, which I completely understand and recognize. She taught me that learning can be fun and to have fun with it. I like the way she engages students in dances and how she can pick up students emotions and needs. She just emulates so much joy, light, and positivity, and I hope to do that one day too.
Sounds like a dumb favorite moment π . But four years ago, I wouldn’t have eaten lunch because I would have thought food would be calories that would make me bigger and that would mean I was ugly to people. I didn’t even eat lunches a year ago. A year ago I was dorming and I had access to lunch, so I could have eaten lunch if I chose to. But I never because I still was working on healing from my eating disorder (which is a blog post that’s coming soon). But yea. I would just eat grapes or honeydew after 12:00 pm because I intermittent fast. And then I would eat pea snap chips or half a fig bar for snack before running 7 miles on speed 10 on the treadmill and then going on the bike for an hour at the gym.
I was underrating and overworking myself.
And that’s all I’ve known since 2016.
But this year, gyms obviously closed and I was home.
I started to eat more. I eat salads for lunch along with my fruits. I still intermittent fast, but at least I eat more than just fruit and half a fig bar. I also eat a snack too later in the day. Then I exercise by running around my neighborhood for about an hour before doing an at home work out for another hour or so. Usually I do weights or I do Chloe Ting workouts, all hail Chloe Ting, queen of quarantine π.
But no longer am I sprinting myself to exhaustion because I feel the need to work off all I eat. No longer am I not not eating because I feel guilty about it.
Sure, I’ve gained weight since last year and since March because I’ve been eating more, but you know what? At the end of the day, I’m okay. And I wouldn’t have been able to say this four years, let alone a year ago.
It’s okay to eat.
It’s okay to snack.
It’s more than okay.
I used to think food was fat and I was that. And that no one liked me because I was the fat chubby girl I grew up feeling in comparison to everyone else. But it took me a long time to sit here and type, how I can eat lunch and I’m happy.
I see food as my fuel to run, to lift those weights, to do the up and down pants Chloe Ting is famous for. Food is my fuel and it is no longer my prison.
And I am darn right proud of myself for that.
And if you ever felt the same way I did or experienced what I have gone through, I just want you to know it does get better. It won’t be a steady slope and sometimes you fall back into bad habits and mentalities and sometimes you always will, but know you have picked yourself back up all those times you fell, and you kept going because you wanted to see the light and the betterment of you. So keep going.
Eat what you want and be happy.
Because I’ve been allowing myself to eat, I have taken up candy again. Alas, a long lost love of mine. I only eat Smart Sweets as my candy fix and I can tell you *chef’s kisses*.
Part of not going obsessively to the gym to run, my legs have hurt less. And yes, again, this doesn’t seem like a big deal, but let me tell you as someone who ran X amount a miles a day at speed 7 on the treadmill and barely eating at the time, my legs always felt funny.
Sometimes they would feel like jello—-very light and wobbly—-after a run and for weeks they would feel that way and I would feel funny. Or my legs felt heavy, tight, or tired and I would beat myself up for running slow that day because I though to myself, “If I could run fast, I can push through this.” But that only made my legs hurt worse. And I would go through cycles of this. Sometimes my legs would cramp. A lot of the times I would say I didn’t want to run.
But now?
My legs haven’t been feeling jelly like or as tense as last year. I think it’s partially because I’m eating to fuel my body now and I’m also taking it a bit more easier on my legs and on the running. And I can tell. And I realized this the other day when I was running and how I used to feel that pain in my legs. Then I thought to myself how far I must have come to realize that it’s not about how fast or hard you run or work out, but how you pace yourself, fuel yourself, and listen to your body.
It’s small thoughts like this that have created big realizations and shifts in my mindset.
It’s crazy it took me to November to feel happy π . Thanksgiving I told myself to breathe and let be. I didn’t pick up my school books. I did not look at my school work. I read, I slept in as much as I could, I baked, I started watching Emily in Paris, and I played mahjong with my family.
I ate two pumpkin bite-sized crunch things that were AMAZING. And I just had fun.
I did not let stress or school get to me, and that was the best feeling I could ever ask for. It was first time in LONG time I felt like I laughed and I meant it. I haven’t been laughing as much lately. It’s the first time I started a new Netflix show. And it was the first time I just let myself rest. And I need to do that more. I loved spending time with my family and my Uncle and Aunty who come to visit once and a while (they got tested and did all the safety procedures before we saw them), but I loved spending time with them because we don’t get to see them nearly as much as I would like. So it was nice to be with them.
Speaking of good days, I had one day we where I invited my three cousins over and we filmed this routine video for one of my projects. I set up my whole dining area with posters, name hanging things, a blanket for our “carpet,” and they had backpacks and notebooks. It was all very cute. I loved how they got into it with creating the transitions and routines and how much fun they had. I love spending time with my cousins because this year has been hard on them with the virus and my grandma, that I just want to bring happiness to them because going through painful things at a young age is never easy and I would know.
But it was such a good day where we ate lunch with them, the watched Youtube videos and played Among Us, gosh knows I didn’t know what that was, and then they bough bathing suits and Target and we took them (or my dad and brother) took them to the pool and they got ice cream afterwards. When they care back, for some reason they still had all this energy to play hide and seek. I, I was drained. You see, as an introvert, I have my capacity and I HAD my capacity. And I was tired.
But I also had fun with them. I sweat through my shirt because it was hot as tamale’s outside and there was no wind, so love that for my video π
I swear, this was FUNNIEST thing I heard from one of my teachers. I could not stop laughing. Honestly, this teacher said some things and in my mind I always thought of it in a comedic way, so everything she said was funny to me.
But golly, did this take it π.
So we were all going over our lesson plans, and my partner and I were talking about ours and we were doing bugs. And our teacher told us why bugs? I never though I would do a lesson on bugs, but here I was π . We were doing bugs because it related to a fall theme. So then our teacher was like, “Instead of having them draw bugs and count their legs, have them draw feet. Have them draw multiple legs. Have the draw animals with two legs, four legs, no legs . . .” And she kept going on about legs, and I’m thinking to myself, “Why in the WORLD would kindergartners want to draw legs π. Now, in my mind as I’m saying this I’m thinking like a glossy, smooth, tanned leg sticking out. Kind of like a Barbie leg. And I checked out after that.
I could not.
Yea, no kid wants to draw legs π.
You know this year was not the best, but I tell you the creativity THRIVED ππΌ.
Let’s start with Dua Lipa’s Future Nostalgia album because that is my JAM! She’s such an underrated and under appreciated artist. I swear at the beginning of quarantine I would blast her music and dance in my room and kitchen. I still do. A big fan of Pretty Please, Levitating, Hallucinate, Love Again, Break my Heart, Cool, Boys Will be Boys, Don’t Start Now, and Future Nostalgia . . . so you know basically her entire album π.
It’s a bop and if you like 80’s vibe pop, highly recommend. And even if you don’t like that, still highly recommend π.
Next came Lady Gaga π. I LOVE Lady Gaga. We stan. I am big fan of Stupid Love, Rain on Mean, Free Woman, Sour Candy, and Babylon.
Then Taylor Swift wanted to drop not one, but TWO albums this year. TWO. She said this year was 2020, let’s double it up! Love all the songs, but my noteworthy mentions are Cardigan, The 1, Exile, This is me Trying, Invisible String, Peace, and Epiphany.
The first time I listened to epiphany, I combusted in tears. There was just an eerie ethereal beauty to it that no words can describe. Stunning.
Honestly, Taylor Swift is giving me calm, cool, cozy, and serene vibes and I am here for it.
My favorite Evermore songs are
Then we got queen Ariana Grande saying I’m serving those whistle tones because MY GOSH was her range impeccable. When I say this I mean no offense to any artists out there because I love all artists and their voices, but when I say Ariana Grande has the best vocals of our generation, I mean it. Demi Lovato also has the best vocals of our generation too. Both our queens.
Favorite Positions songs are of course, Positions, 34+35, Six-thirty, Nasty, Love Language, Obvious, My Hair, West Side, and POV.
And last but not least, the singer song writer I live, I breathe, I cry, I stan with Camila Cabello—-Shawn freaking Mendes π.
I am a huge fan.
And you cannot tell me you have listened to any of Shawn Mendes previous songs and albums and not say it was not about Camila. We ALL knew it was about her. I would love to have lived out my imaginations (pun intended) of being the one Shawn Mendes would fall in love with one day, but you know I knew that wasn’t going to happen. He was already in love.
Kid in Love? Camila.
Imagination? Camila.
Act Like You Love Me? You know the song he made in his deluxe verison after her recorded with Camila. Yea, definitely about her.
Crazy? CAMILA.
Ruin? Camila.
Treat you better? Camila. ππΌππΌ
Don’t be a Fool? Camila.
Lights on? Camila.
Honest? Camillllllllla.
Roses? OOOOOH, yup that about Camila π
Lost in Japan? Maybe, mostly likely Camila.
Fallin’ All in You? (My favorite Shawn Mendes song) Camila.
When You’re Ready? CAMILA, he’s waiting.
Every song was made about her and I KNEW when he finally found love or they got together, then that album would be fire because love is such a powerful emotion. And this album . . . FIRE. π
Wonder is definitely about Camila and it’s unapologetic, honest, raw, vulnerable, and smitten in love. I LOVE LOVE.
Favorite songs are Look Up At The Stars, Teach Me How To Love, 24 Hours, 305, Can’t Imagine, Higher, Piece of You. I mean I love every song, but these were just some of the ones that I’m obsessed with.
And last, but not least, this year has been one for movies and shows. I haven’t had time to watch a lot of movies or shows after August since school started, but I am a big stan of shows and movies so here are some of my absolute favorites and some I want to watch:
SOOOOOO CUTE and I CRIED. I know I’m late, but better late than never.
Pixar never fails to put a smile on my face because Onward had such a cute storyline. I loved the graphics, the magic, and the brotherly bond. Super cute. π
STUNNING graphics, setting, costumes, cast. As an minority Asian American, I fully appreciated how everyone in this movie was Asian and the cultural inclusion that the plot had. Because growing up, there were only a handful of people I could dress up as as an Asian and that was a) Mulan or b) London Tipton, so that’s why Mulan has a special place in my heart and always will π. I also loved the female empowerment and just watching this movie made me feel empowered as a strong womanβΊοΈ. Honestly, don’t understand why people said they didn’t like this movie.
Huge Shawn Mendes and Camila Cabello fan, and I always will be. It always feels so personal to watch a documentary because sometimes I just want to know who these celebrities are because I know they’re real people but I forget that. But this movie reminded me of that and more. Shawn’s genuinely a good guy and I’ll always support his music and his career π.
There really is no explanation needed to why I loved the Taylor Swift documentary. But if I must, it’s just interesting to see a well-known singer grow up and how she had to learn to age with the industry and speak up with her voice.
I can’t believe this came out THIS year! This felt like a completely different year. But I love Lana Condor, I love Jordan Fisher, I love Jenny Han, I love TATBILB series. I thought Jordan Fisher could have had a stronger role and part in this movie, but it was still cute.
Honestly, this was the most summery movie I could watch and I loved it too! I LOVE Joey King and I loved the whole dance dance revolution thing they had going on.
I’m also a big Sabrina Carpenter Stan and I watched her before she got popular on Disney. I remember I would watch her covers of songs and she would sing on the patio with this white bench or in this studio looking room with a sepia/orange filter on her, and I was like, “This girl is going to be a star.” And then she landed a role on Disney, and the rest is history. She’s honestly someone I admire and adore and I HAD to watch this movie. I LOVE her singing, she’s an amazing dancer, she’s a phenomenal actress who no one gives nearly as much credit to. And she’s STUNNING. Also, love Jordan Fisher and dance movies in general. Also, the soundtrack for this movie was fire!
No hate on the actors or the actresses in the movie, but as someone who read the books and loved it and as someone who is a directioner and Harry Styles fanatic, this movie was not it π.
It’s a no from me. π€ͺ
Freaking BUMMED they canceled it. Such a good show β₯οΈ. They were robbed.
I’m a big DC superhero show lover, so this was no suprise. but I was skeptical about Stargirl becuase the actor was younger and the trailer didn’t entice me, but after watching it I just want to say, FABULOUS ACTING, AMAZING PLOT. LOVE the storylines. I just loved it all and it was such a good time. I had a love-hate relationship with the villains , and those are always the funnest to navigate. I also thought Stargirl built the world better than other DC superhero shows I watched and they really gave background of the villains, which I liked . A+ from me.Big fan.
Highly recommend for sure.
I really don’t understand how I watched this this year. It really doesn’t feel like it.
But I liked the high school drama, perspectives, storyline, and culture of the show. I thought it was just going to be about a teenage girl wanting to have sex, but it was so much more than that. I also just loved getting to see a different culture represented on the screen.
I just started watching this and I have heard mixed reviews . But I like it!
I like the cultural aspect in how you learn what the lifestyle is like in Paris or France. I think it’s so unique because as an American, we’re in this bubble where sometimes we forget that people have a different lifestyle or different beliefs than us. So it was interesting to learn and see. It also taught me that when I do travel to Europe one day (my dream!), to really research the culture and language as a sign of respect.
And honestly I’ve been a big Lily Collins fans since the TMI days π.
I’m a fan of kid type shows because that’s the inner kid in me and I LOVED this show! I will admit there are things that aren’t my favorite like how Ashely was so obsessed with Tad to notice Stick. Also, Stick? Not that that’s a bad name . . .but Stick? π And honestly, Ashely could to WAAAAYYY better than Tad because Tad is basically a man baby and I don’t really like that π. She’s such an intelligent person and just because someone looks good and does some cute things sometimes, does not mean he’s good for you.
But other than that, I like Victor and Ava and when Victor sings.
I didn’t grow up in the 90’s, but the 00’s, so I kind of watched Sister, Sister growing up, but I don’t remember it.
I always wanted to watch it again one day, and when I tell you when I saw this on Netflix, I press play faster then you go to the ice cream shop on a hot day. I absolutely LOVE Tia and Tamera and Roger! Gotta love Roger and I love how we see them as tiny tots to young adults in serious relationships, talking about serious issues. And there are some parts of this show I have noticed that aren’t really progressive—-there are some comments that are sexist or things about the LGBTQIA+ community—but I guess that that was acceptable back then. But I know those types of remarks would not be okay today.
These are also my twins! Grew up watching them, and I truly went through a re-watch phase with Disney+.
It’s Chad Dylan Cooper! π€ͺ
I’m joking, but I loved Sonny With a Chance and would have liked more episodes, but that’s okay because Demi Lovato’s mental health comes first! But I loved the episodes they gave us π
Gosh, this was good no-thinking television and I loved it. I truly don’t watch the Bachelor or Bachelorette (I used to when I was younger, like I’m talking 6 and 7 π ), but gosh, Love is Blind had drama, intrigue, and actual love π
I just got done with this just this morning, and I must say, it’s a verrrrry steamy, sexual, 1800s, elitist vibes and I LOVED it. There’s a lot of things that made me think toxic masculinity, anger, pride, morals, values, secrets, and a lot of other issues. But. I liked how Shonda Rhimes included a diverse cast. I loved the costumes, the dresses, the hair, and the music. You have to love an instrumental version of Thank You, Next π. I have to say I’m a big fan of Penelope’s fashion sense and her accent in general. I love Eloise because she’s very under appreciated as a character, and we have to root for Anthony somewhat. Honestly, I like Simon, but there’s something too serious about him for me π. Like don’t get me wrong, I like Simon and their relationship, but his anger and pride always got in the way of real love and it just seemed he only liked Daphne for “the act” π and that didn’t fly with me. I also didn’t like how he kind of used Daphne as his rehabilitation center for his toxic male feelings π. If you know, you know what I’m talking about. But low-key Daphne deserved better. Honestly, I’m soooo interested to see where things go!
In all, this year was not what we expected. We all had high hopes for this year, different plans, etc. And it beyond sucks the way many things got cancelled and it breaks my heart how many people have lost loved ones during this time, but I want you to know that you got through this. If you are reading this now, you got through this. You lived through a pandemic and other issues in the world that needed to be brought to life. You should be proud of how far you’ve come and endures in this year because it wasn’t easy and it still isn’t easy. You should be proud. Give yourself grace for what you did or did not get to do this year. Because things will get better, and as much as you don’t believe that, I hope it will. I know there have been many times I doubted things getting better, and part of me still does, but I have hope. And we all must have hope and not let anyone take that away from us because it is a powerful light in such dark times. I also hope that it won’t always feel this dark, secluded, isolated, and scary in the world and one day there will be a day where we can hug our friends, we can go back to school, we can see family, and we can go out and not feel that fear or dread in out stomach. Undoubtedly the world has changed and will be forever charged going forward with health care, cleanliness, precaution procedures, etc. How much? I don’t know.
This whole year has been a whole I don’t know. And I don’t know what’s going to happen in 2021. I really don’t.
I don’t have many plans or expectations for what next year except that things will get better. But other than that, I don’t know because so many things are uncertain.
But that’s okay.
We live, we learn, we grow, we listen, we respectfully adapt.
My goals for 2021 is to continue to be kind to myself and not be too hard on myself in my personal, school, or mental health life.
I want to be more intentional—-to communicate with friends, family, and others. And to speak how I feel because what I feel matters, so it’s okay to voice that.
I want to read more and blog more and try to find a better balance with school so It does not take over every part of my life π and I don’t burn out.
I want to shop less because gosh knows I don’t need more clothes I am going nowhere in right nowπ.
I want to maintain my gratitude journal. I hope to finish query letter drafts and research for project blue and probably draft another book next summer and write it once I’m done with my query’s. I also just want to be happy.
Oh! And get a mouth guard! That’s my number one because gosh knows I’ve been feeling mouth pain like no other and my dentist told me it might be because I’m grinding my teeth at night and I might need a night guard. So truly, let’s manifest a night guard in my 2021 future π.
Trulyπ!
But yea, that’s all the goals I have for now, and I can create new goals, but right now, I’m okay with the ones I have. And it’s okay if you don’t have goals for 2021 or if your goals are as simple as put on real clothes next year because that’s okay. Give yourself grace and kindness.
I hope next year’s a better year for you—-a year full of healing, love, kindness, and grace π.
What are lessons you learned in 2020? What were your favorite memes of 2020 or Tik Tok videos? What were your favorite moments of 2020? If you could describe 2020 in one word, what would it be?
And lastly, what are your goals for 2021?Let me know below in the comments as I love hearing from you all π
Here’s to 2021 . . .
And as always, with love,
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