Welcome to the new section of my blog where I am going to predict and talk about new and exciting trends! As an advertising student at BU, I have been taught that it is extremely important for individuals in this industry to have a strong sense of what people are talking about and spending their money on. Every month I plan to write a review of topics that I am seeing a lot of people engaging in on social media and then adding my take on them. For my first blog post of this genre, I am going to be talking about the concept of manifestation. Not only am I seeing this concept all over my Tik Tok, Instagram, and Twitter feed, but I am also seeing well known brands use it in their advertisements and social media content as well. For those of you who are unfamiliar with the spiritual concept of manifestation, it is the act of speaking something tangible into existence with the hope that it will come true. The concept is very similar to the Law of Attraction which is the idea that “like attracts like.” From my understanding, to manifest something you say out loud what you want for yourself and what you want to achieve with the intention of it happening. Obviously, if you say “I will have a million dollars tomorrow” and do absolutely nothing to make that happen, it won’t. But, if you are already working towards a goal and you say it out loud; the universe might bless you and make your manifestations turn into your reality. On Tik Tok, I am seeing so many creators getting millions of views and thousands of likes about how to do it and how it has worked for them. Not going to lie, I have participated in this trend too through the use of affirmations. A few examples of my favorite affirmations that I have been manifesting are, “I will secure that summer internship by April..” or “I have the freedom and power to create the life I desire…” or “Everything I want is on its way to me. Everything I need is already within me…” You can get as vague or as specific as you want, but according to Tik Tok, the more specific the better. High-end fashion brands like Gucci are also talking about and playing on this trend by incorporating it into their marketing. Recently Gucci just sent out an advertisement via email where the subject line was “Manifesting Your New Gucci 2021 Look.” When a huge brand like Gucci starts adding to the conversation, it is a sign that the topic at hand is trending. Another popular brand called the Mayfair Group, which has 425k followers on Instagram and is known for their inspirational graphic design based Instagram and Tik Tok posts, is also pushing a lot of content that revolves around the concept of manifestation. Most of their manifestation content is based on having the intention to become the best version of yourself, which I think is positively adding to the conversation. It is very interesting that as a creative PR agency their content revolves around trends and they are receiving engagement on their posts about manifestation because people are genuinely interested in the topic. I believe the concept of manifestation is trending and is being talked about so much right now is because of the current state of the world. Right now COVID-19 has caused people to feel like they aren’t in control of what is going on around them and they have become attracted to the idea of the universe taking the wheel. Although my reasoning behind why manifestation is trending sounds a bit pessimistic, there is something comforting in the thought that the universe will send what is yours your way. Good luck with your own manifestations and I hope they come true!
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It feels weird to know that I am no longer a teenager or a “kid.” I’ve hit that point in my life where everything I do actually matters and in just two short years when I graduate college, I will be living independently. That excites me. I have a feeling my 20s are going to be amazing, but I wanted to take the time to reflect on the important lessons I’ve learned in my 20 years around the sun. I recognize that I have so much more to learn but here’s what I’ve got so far. Hopefully it doesn’t sound too preachy…
A year ago today, I was off on the adventure of a lifetime that I often think about when I’m bored at home. I didn’t realize that what I had ahead of me would be the best days of my life.
When I got into BU, I was admitted to this program called CGS January London. It was essentially spring admittance where I took a gap semester, but to make up for missing the first semester of college, I studied abroad amongst all my classmates in the program. This specialized program was so dope because I was able to get close with all the people I was going to London with in Boston; so by the time London came around, we had established friend groups. All my friends lived in the same building and on Mondays, we would all go on field trips together with our professors. I was blessed to be able to visit Oxford and Canterbury. It was such a valuable experience to visit London’s most famous museums and see the art that we were studying in my humanities class. Also, in my social science class, we studied both the World Wars and it was fascinating to me to be in a country where history was made. Being able to go to British museums and gain a British perspective on the wars was so eye opening. If you are considering studying abroad, I think you should send it because being on my own in a foreign country made me grow as an individual and gave me experiences that were very impactful, which is bound to happen for you too. Dear London, The first time I met you, I came as a 13-year-old with my family. We eagerly visited all of your most touristy places. We sipped afternoon tea in the Savoy, saw you from above in the Eye, visited the royalty's palaces, and gazed at the Queen’s crown jewels. When our time was up together, you left me wanting more. I knew that one day in the future I would return and be in your lively presence again. One day a letter came in the mail and an opportunity to see you again landed in my lap. It became apparent to me that sacrificing my first semester of college was worth it; we could be reunited again, but this time longer than a week-long vacation. Once my choice was made, I thought about the daily adventures waiting for us in the near future. Oh, the excitement of touching down in London town! I couldn’t sleep at all on the flight because I was so eager to see you. The ride from the airport to my dorm was thrilling and the best part about that memory was that I was in good company. I finally made it to the beginning of a new chapter in my life that I had been daydreaming of for months. London, you are so lovely in your early days of summer. So many afternoons and evenings were spent laying in the grass of your most pleasant parks, exchanging conversations over a bottle of wine. I’ll never forget our days where my closest allies took you on by bike. London, you are fun. Your nightlife was always popping, and I never had a bad night out with you. I’ll never forget the drunkenly nights my friends and I had spent navigating your bus and train systems to get home after dancing the night away. The one person who was able to figure out which of your busses we had to hop onto and which stop to get off on was our hero for the night. We were all enamored by the unpredictable fun you threw our way, and the sun would be rising by the time we got home. London, your Indian cuisine that you had to offer was to die for. I was lucky to find comrades that shared the same love I have for Chicken Tikka Masala. It was our ritual to indulge in the deliciousness once a week. I enjoyed every minute I had with you. Even when work started piling up, and I felt like spending my valuable time exploring you, instead of focusing on my studies, I’d find one of your quaint little cafes and be productive there. I never wanted to stop exploring you. Even when I found myself feeling down, you picked me back up and made me feel better by surrounding me with unforgettable street art, aesthetically pleasing cobblestone alleyways, and egg-shaped skyscrapers-- all reminding me how beautiful life truly is. Your beauty and excitement wasn’t even the most impactful experience you had on me. London, you taught me a lesson that I realized when I was walking down the street alone with a handful of groceries on an average Friday afternoon. Even though it might have been one of our more uneventful moments, I had this coming of age realization that I was on my own in a foreign country without the guidance of elders. There I was, for the first time in my life, realizing that I was an adult and I was completely content with it; I was not scared or nervous in the slightest way to be independent. You gave me the experience and the confidence to know that I could go out into the world, take on whatever came my way, and have an extremely fun time in the process. Here’s to you London, and I look forward to the next time we meet again. Thank you for the memories that make me smile on some of my hardest days. Love, Olivia I don’t know about you, but what I miss the most about life BC is eating out at restaurants. Being able to share and enjoy a meal with a friend amongst others was something I seriously took for granted. The first night my family ordered food for pickup, after we had only been eating at home for 4 weeks straight, was a highlight of my early quarantine days. That experience was so impactful on me that I literally took the time to document it in my journal. I’ve come to learn that it is the smaller things in life that make your day better, and in that instance, the smaller thing was a French Dip sandwich from Houston’s. So with all this time I have found on my hands, cooking and baking have literally kept me sane. Whenever I start feeling anxious about the world crashing around me, how do I cope? Baking chocolate chip cookies. You would think that I’ve gotten tired of baking and eating them by now, (I’ve made 10 batches in 7 weeks) but I haven’t and neither has my family. You know, the more I think about the reasoning behind all the working out I have been doing, I’m realizing it might be a subconscious action to make up for all the cookies. I’ve also been taking the time to try out new recipes and recommended products from Trader Joe’s! One of the first meals that I made in quarantine for my family was a homemade version of my favorite salad from Sweetgreen. I miss the Harvest Bowl with avocado from Sweetgreen with my whole heart and to my surprise, recreating it at home was possible. I looked at their menu and bought all of the ingredients that they put in the salad. It definitely took a lot of effort and 2 hours to make between preparing the chicken, baking the sweet potatoes, and roasting the almonds, but it was so satisfying to be able to share my favorite salad with family and to get a fix of a meal I was craving. I’ve learned in quarantine that eating breakfast every day is a good way to start the day off on the right foot. I saw this video on Tik Tok where this girl gave a recipe for a “flat tummy tea” that you are supposed to drink every morning before eating to increase the rate of your metabolism and to prevent bloating. All that goes into the drink is a glass of warm water, juice from half of a lemon, 1 tablespoon of apple cider vinegar, and 1 teaspoon of cinnamon. It has a very tart taste so I always drink it with a straw so it can go down faster. After I finish that, I love making myself some iced coffee. At school, I would always get a cold-brewed iced coffee from my local cafe (Cafe Nero I miss you so much) and when quarantine started, that part of my routine got messed up. Although, Trader Joe’s helped solve this problem because I found out that they sell cold brew canned coffee. I love this product because it makes me feel like I have some kind of normality back in my life and it is really easy to just pour over ice.
Two blog posts ago I mentioned that I have been working out more in quarantine than I have ever done before. In life BC (before corona,) I dreaded going to the gym. Something about FitRec just really made me want to walk past it and pretend that it wasn’t there. I’ve identified a trend in my life and it is whenever something bad is happening to me or something is clearly unbalanced, I find the motivation to run. When this did happen at school I would go to FitRec a few times a week for 30 minutes, run 3 miles, and dip. I recognized that there was a lot more I could’ve been doing but I was satisfied with the 3 miles. Although, when I’m chilling and generally in a good place, I won’t exercise for weeks at a time. It took coming home early from college and having to shelter in place for days on end, for me to start working out this time around. When I first got home, I loved being able to run around the Rosebowl, which is a beautiful 3.2-mile loop around UCLA’s football stadium and golf course in Pasadena. I would go every other day and time myself so I would finish in under 30 minutes. And then the city of Pasadena took that outlet away because I was not the only one enjoying that run. After the Rosebowl got closed, I started running around my neighborhood. There’s this app called “Strava” that I recommend that records where you run, your pace, and your average mile time. It’s kind of fun to try and challenge yourself by beating previous records. Although, the problem I faced when I started running around my neighborhood is that since it is so hilly here, it hurt my knees when I ran up the hills. Because of that, I started losing my motivation (again) to get back out there on a regular basis. One day I got a direct message from an old coworker named Nikki. Nikki and I are friends but since I went off to school and stopped working at the restaurant where we met, I hadn’t talked to her in a while. Nikki is studying to become a personal trainer, and in quarantine, she has been holding one-hour workout classes over Zoom every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. So she DMs me and says, “I better see you in my work out class tomorrow.” When I saw she reached out and that she wanted me to join I was thrilled. Not only did I join too, but so did my friends from high school (Paolo and Emily) who also worked at the same restaurant. In a time where work and play are happening all through a screen, doing an online workout class with other people (especially when they are good friends) gave me a sense of community, even if it was done virtually. I’ve been having so much fun taking Nikki’s classes and seeing my friends in the tiny squares on the screen doing the same workout gave me motivation and something to look forward to. If you are interested in taking Nikki’s class, her work out account is @fitxnik and she posts information about her Zoom work out classes there. I really recommend these classes not only because they are fun, but they are a serious work out that has you very sore (in the best ways) the next day. So after taking Nikki’s class all the time and watching Youtube and Tik Tok videos about other at-home workouts that are targeted towards the areas of my body I am trying to tone, I have come up with my own at-home workout. I do this work out on the days I’m not in taking Nikki’s class and it takes about x. This work out is designed to target my abs and butt. My go-to work out: *Each exercise is done for 30 seconds and I do the work out 2 times FOR ABS: PLANK PLANK ROCK PLANK HIP DIPS “RAINBOWS” CRUNCHES (BRING KNEES AS CLOSE AS YOU CAN TO YOUR CHEST) TABLETOP TOE TAPS ALTERNATING TOE TOUCHES MODIFIED RIGHT AND LEFT SIDE PLANKS SEE VIDEO RIGHT AND LEFT PLANK OBLIQUE TWIST HIGH/ LOW PLANKS MOUNTAIN CLIMBERS BICYCLE CRUNCHES FOR THE BOOTY: (you will need a resistance band and one weight) ALTERNATING JUMP LUNGES RIGHT AND LEFT LOUNGES WITH FRONT LIFT SQUATS with resistance band around mid thigh JUMP SQUATS with resistance band around mid thigh SQUAT AND CURTSY (for one minute instead of 30 secs) with resistance band around mid thigh SQUAT with resistance bands around mid thigh and lift weights LEFT/RIGHT/BEHIND LEG LIFTS with resistance band around your ankles. I am attaching a Youtube video to give you guys a better idea of what some of the specific moves look like if you want to try out this set out at home. I hope you guys enjoy :) When I was applying to schools, I told my parents and my college advisor that I refused to go to any school that had cold weather. At that point in my life, I was dreaming about attending a UC school like UCSB or UCSD. I wanted to experience living my college years by the beach so badly. Well, by the end of the application process and when I was down to choosing between my top two schools (the University of Colorado Boulder and Boston University) I could not have been further from my original dream. To be honest, I got flat out rejected from every UC school I applied to. Before I write any further into this blog post, I want to establish that I am in love with attending school in Boston. After attending 1.25 semesters physically there, I know that I 100% made the right choice and that I ended up where I needed to be. So one may ask, what is it like to experience America’s other coast as a college student? Well, I’m glad you asked. It’s cold, like bone-chilling cold, especially from January to March. Sometimes, it rains sideways because of the chilling wind that is so strong that it could knock you down. There are certain places around BU’s campus (like in between Rich Hall and the west campus dining hall) that create wind tunnels. If you have made it this far in your life without knowing or experiencing a wind tunnel, consider yourself lucky. When I moved into my freshman dorm in January, (I took a gap semester) the temperature was in the single digits. When I started realizing what I actually got myself into regarding Boston’s weather situation, I internally panicked. I remember the first few weeks before I met some good friends that eventually ended up becoming my future sophomore year roommates, I considered transferring and applying to UCSB because I thought that being in the warmth would make my college experience better. I was so wrong! I learned after my first semester at BU that it's not the weather that makes your college experience great, it's about the individuals you meet along the way and the quality of your education. Ironically, a lot of people I immediately bonded with at BU were California or West Coast kids too. We actually first bonded over being so cold some nights when we were walking through Allston to the frat houses in our skimpy going out clothes. My closest friends at school are all from New York State. It was so fun getting to know them and as we started spending all of our free time together, I started picking up some of their “East Coast slang.” If you ever hear me say “It’s so brick out” that means I’m freezing. “I’m so tight right now” means something is really bugging me and I can’t stop using the adjective “hella” to emphasize whatever I’m trying to communicate. In high school in California, electronic music dominated our AUX cords. Music festivals were/ are our idea of fun. But on the East Coast, you will rarely hear EDM music being played at functions. I’ve come to learn that the East Coast college kids love rap. Sometimes when I try and introduce my college friends, who are originally from the East Coast, to any of my favorite electronic songs, they look at me so strangely and just don’t get it. I save those songs for my West Coast friends. Wherever you go to school, you’ll probably pick up new habits and tendencies, but it humors me to think about the little things I do now that are a result of my East Coast experience. If you are wondering about the social scene in Boston or at a school on the East Coast where the winters are cold, start imagining your average college party taking place in a basement. Since it's too cold for outdoor parties from November to March, the most fun Friday nights will be taking place under a house. This was such a new concept to me when I first got to BU because basements aren’t really a big thing in California. Whenever a warmish day (50° weather and up) comes along, and they do come, don't worry, everyone in the city is just in a happy and good mood. This past semester there was one Monday in February where it was in the high 50s/ low 60s and everyone was out and about doing homework outside by the BU beach. I was wearing a dress to class for the first time that semester and the nice weather gave my friends and me an excuse to darty on a Monday. When days like that do come along, and you haven’t seen the sun for a few days on end, they are sweeter and more enjoyable because you know what it's like for it to be cold and cloudy. Someone who goes to school somewhere where it's warm may argue that they are having a better experience because every day is like that one warm day in February. But I disagree because having nice weather all the time takes away one’s ability to really appreciate a nice day when they are given one. Also, before I attended school at BU, I would wear my ski jacket out at night when it was in the 60s. Now, I look back and laugh at myself for that because when it starts pushing 60° I want to be wearing the least amount of clothes possible. I feel like going to college on the East Coast after growing up in Southern California my whole life was one of the most challenging things I have gotten myself into. Although, I proudly like to think that because I moved across the country to experience something new, I am physically and mentally tougher and I don’t get as cold as easily! Also, being around people from the East Coast has given me an interesting perspective and I can’t wait to stay on this side of the country after college is over for a little while before I head back to California. Don’t be scared of the East Coast’s weather, you get used to it. I’ve lost track of how many weeks in we are in deep of the stay at home order. I’ve been bored in the house and I’m in the house bored (if you watch Tik Tok you definitely know what that means.) Although, instead of focusing on everything I am not and can not be doing, I want to dedicate this blog post towards everything I have been doing, and you can too, at home in quarantine. One thing that I have been doing to keep myself busy is journaling. If you are one of my close friends, probably the only people who actually read this blog, you know that I’ve been keeping a journal since the end of high school. It essentially serves the purpose as a place where I can quite literally dump everything and anything on my mind. I do my best to keep it positive but sometimes getting something off of my chest and onto paper is very therapeutic and helps with my chronic issue of overthinking. Also, I do this thing that I came up with called “flashbulb memories,” which is essentially a short story that I write in my journal. Any moment that I experience that makes me think, I want to remember this feeling for the rest of my life, I try and write down as soon as I can with all the little details that made the experience so sweet. I do this because I don’t want to forget what it feels like to be 19 and each “flashbulb memory” that I document is a little receipt of a moment that might have been gone forever. Since we are living through a major historical event right now, anything we write down in quarantine is documentation of ourselves living through what one day is going to be in the textbooks. Not that it is really the same thing, but I sometimes wonder if Anne Frank ever thought her journal would be good enough to be published as a major piece of historical evidence for the historical event she lived through. It’s interesting to read back on my past journal entries that I wrote at the beginning of quarantine versus now. If I had a favorite entry from the chapter of my journal called “quarantine” it would be one that I wrote in week 4 of the stay at home order, ...Anyways, quarantine is our reality and as hard as it is and as painful as it is to feel lonely and isolated from friends, it’s slightly comforting to know that everyone else is alone together. This time is honestly unique because there is nothing I can physically/ meaningfully do to not be lonely. Like there has never been a better time to tackle the concept of being alone and feeling content that way. Quarantine will be our reality for a least another month and I feel like this time shouldn’t become meaningless waste. Also, I would like to note that on the top of my page, I wrote “song that I am obsessed with and have on replay at the moment: “So Good at Being in Trouble.” Anyways, I love journaling and really enjoy reading past entries to look back on how I was feeling. I definitely would recommend starting a journal! Another thing I’ve been doing is at-home workouts. I actually have never worked out more in my life than I have been doing recently and I hope to continue this habit I’ve picked up in quarantine once we can reenter society again. I think it is important to be mindful of things you may be doing more often in quarantine that make you feel good. Once you identify whatever that may be, you should consider implementing it into your life post quarantine. My hot girl summer is loading and I can’t wait to feel and look good at the beach when they reopen. I’m actually planning on dedicating another blog post to my personal work out that I have come up with when I am not doing a work out class via Zoom. Stay tuned. :) Lastly, I’ve also picked up a new hobby. I am now a skater girl. My parents are freaked out that I’m going to fall off my board and get really hurt, which is definitely a valid concern, but I promise I’m being careful. At the beginning of quarantine, I posted on my Snapchat story asking people from my hometown if anyone could lend me their old skateboard so I could learn during this time. To my surprise I had 10 people reach out to me saying that I could have their old boards. Since the skate shops are closed, I gladly took up the offer from the first person who reached out. My goal is to be able to ollie, which is probably the most basic skating trick in the game, by the end of quarantine. Even though no one is physically here to show me how to do what I’m trying to learn, so many of my guy friends have been very quick to swipe up on anything I post about my skateboarding journey and give me their opinions and tips to make my ollie better. Thanks, guys. Also, shout out Mike for FaceTiming me and doing the ollie over and over again so I could see how it is properly done. This was a few weeks ago and at this point in quarantine, I’m able to skate around my town when running errands.
The other day I had to go pick something up from across town, and my sister was using the car, so I decided to take my skateboard to run my errand. This was probably one of the best days I have had all of quarantine. When I was on my board I passed a group of band kids practicing in a front yard while sitting 6 ft apart; it brought a smile to my face. Then when I was riding down another street, I passed some kids and a young girl, who was probably in middle school, riding a skateboard in her front yard. We immediately locked eyes and said what’s up and I knew right away that that girl was going to grow up to be a really cool girl. I had to walk my board up the hill so I could get to where I was trying to go, not going to lie it was really hot and it tired me out. Although when I was heading home, I was able to ride down a hill with the perfect incline where I wasn’t going too fast but was still picking up a decent amount of speed so I could cruise. The feeling of riding down that hill was so thrilling and was the first time I really felt free in quarantine. I’m hoping to continue this hobby of mine so I can start riding down Comm Ave. to class when we return to school in September. So many times before quarantine was a thing, I wished I would’ve been able to ride to class so I couldn’t be late. Anyways, quarantine is a perfect time to pick up any hobbies you have been interested in but never had the time to really get into until now. Carpe Diem my friends! By the way, that was a reference to “Dead Poets Society” an amazing movie with Robert Williams that I really recommend and think you should watch in quarantine. :) If anyone actually reads these posts, I would love to hear what my reader (s) have been doing to keep themselves busy during quarantine in the comments! One thing that I’ve learned about myself during quarantine is that I absolutely love Tik Tok. Hear me out on this one; I think that this specific app’s algorithm is unlike any others. It has led me into countless hours of endless scrolling of content that I actually am so interested in. Some people who might not use Tik Tok all the time may think that it is just a corner of the internet where their friends and teenage girls who wear crop tops make cringey dances, but after using the app more and more, its algorithm picks up on what you view and like the most. Your “for you page” on the app shows you content that it thinks you may like. So the other night, I was scrolling through my for you page and came across this really dope girl who is in her twenties and is a freelance photographer. This girl is sharing her secrets that she has learned from the industry and how she personally plans/ executes her own photoshoots. That Tuesday morning, at 1:30 A.M., I felt like I struck gold. So, with all this time I have on my hands, I decided to do exactly what this girl does when she plans out her shoots. First, I started brainstorming interesting locations for where I could take pictures at during quarantine. My mind immediately went to the poppy fields in SoCal because right now they are in bloom and are so so beautiful. From that point, I started bookmarking every single photo I saw that was taken at the poppy fields that came up in my Instagram feed of my friends and influencers who also had the same idea. Second, I picked who I wanted my models to be. Because we are in quarantine, my sisters came to mind first, and then I asked my friend Emily to drive out there on her own (because social distancing is on all of our minds these days). Then, I hit up Pinterest and pinned every single photo I could find that had anything to do with a photoshoot in a flower field. One tip to this process that I found very helpful when narrowing my search, which I learned from the Tik Tok video, is that if you type “flower field photoshoot editorial”, the keyword being “editorial” in the search bar, Pinterest shows you photographs that are aesthetically pleasing that have been published and featured in established magazines. Once I pinned all my inspiration for all aspects of the shoot (poses, make-up, hair, outfit ideas, etc...), I got on Adobe Spark and started making mood boards. Shout out to BU for providing their students with free access to all Adobe Products. This is how they turned out… So, I sent these ideas to my sisters and Emily and then helped them plan out their looks. I asked them to emulate my vision that I put together on the mood boards. We drove out to the fields which are about an hour and a half drive from my house. The drive was really enjoyable because we had some nice tunes playing, and the hills were super green due to all the rain we’ve been getting out here in Southern California. Once we got to the poppy reserve, we started driving around looking for the ideal location for our shoot. So get this, we pulled up to this really beautiful hill that is covered in orange and decided to hop the fence so that we could be surrounded by the flowers from all angles. As we were running up this hill, we heard a man yell “you guys are trespassing on private property get down.” In that moment my sisters started getting scared because we were trespassing and the unpredictable nature of how he was going to treat us when we got down was nerve-racking. He ended up being super chill, lowkey started flirting with us, and he warned us about how there are rattlesnakes in the fields that we have to be extra careful about. He also said that since we were in “ranch land” the owners of the land around the poppy reserve will pull out their rifles on you if you trespass on their land. I think he was trying to scare us, but he said that so many people trespass for pictures up there and that it was literally his job to yell at people to get down from the hill. He appreciated that we listened to him the first time he told us to get down because I guess a lot of people are rude and just ignore him. I don’t regret breaking the rules and going up there, because I seriously have never seen anything that beautiful in so long (thanks for that one quarantine.) My only regret was that we didn’t get any photos sitting on the hill because I know they would’ve come out so cool. After having a part of the shoot occur in front of that specific hill, the man we were talking to before told us where we should go to see an area that has the most bloom of the entire poppy reserve. So we drove to our second location to get photos with the background of an endless poppy field. Here’s how they came out… After we took pictures in the wind for probably an hour and a half with the mirror that hangs in my parents’ entryway of our house and a couple of outfit changes, my sister drove the car home while I immediately started going through the photos and editing them on my computer.
In regards to editing, I have always preferred using VSCO because it's such an easy app to use and I love the filter “A6.” I try to cohesively edit all my pictures with that filter because when my photos are put together on Instagram or this blog, I feel like there is one aspect of the image that ties them all together very nicely. Overall, the experience of simply getting out of the house after being cooped up inside for so long made the day with my sisters and Emily so much fun. This summer my plan is to really put time into my photography hobby so I can start developing a portfolio for future employers, as I am studying advertising in school with the intention of getting into the creative side of the industry. If you have read this far down in the post, I hope you enjoyed learning more about my creative process and maybe have become inspired yourself. This time of year is especially exciting for high school seniors, as they are making big decisions about where they are going to be attending college. I remember when I was making my decision between Boston University and the University of Colorado Boulder; I was so torn, and the only way I was able to finally make up my mind required me to physically visit both campuses. The moment I decided to choose BU was when I was sitting in a lecture hall, listening to the dean of CGS talk about the benefits of the CGS January London program. If I never made the effort to attend Admitted Students Day, I would have probably ended up going to school in Colorado.
The problem many high school seniors may be experiencing now is the same feeling of being torn between their top two schools yet being unable to visit in-person. To assist those who may be feeling this way, I’ve come up with a list of 5 reasons why I think you should choose Boston University.
I hope this list helps anyone who is looking for guidance. Wherever you may end up attending school, you will make the right decision at the end of the day. Go Terriers! When I started this blog, my goal was to create a platform that required me to go out and explore Boston, write about my experiences, and share recommendations with my readers. Although, the COVID-19 pandemic has made that goal impossible; the rest of my semester will be taking place online from a desk in my parents’ house. I’m sure you can see the problem with continuing to write a blog that’s based on its original topic. So, I have planned to use this platform as a way to document my experience during this era of social distancing and to share ways with readers on how to get through it.
Currently, everyone I know is working from home and staying home to “flatten the curve.” Even though staying home isn’t the most ideal thing to do (especially after you’ve been doing it for 2 weeks and have a case of cabin fever) it’s important to keep following these social distancing guidelines because an actual fever is a lot worse and very dangerous to those around you. I’ve come to find that it’s so easy to get caught up in the negative aspects of the situation, so having a positive mindset during this time has been very beneficial to my mental health. For instance, the other day I kept overthinking the fact that my sophomore year of college got cut short and found myself saying to my family while we were eating dinner, “I have lost my will to live.” The moment after that came out of my mouth I realized how overly dramatic that sounded and that I didn’t want to actually die, but I needed to reevaluate my purpose and expectations during this season of my life called “the Coronavirus.” By viewing this time as an opportunity for self-growth instead of that one time when that really bad pandemic robbed me of part of my college experience, I have started to feel better about being home and not in Boston. Shifting your perspective is key to getting through this time. Whenever negative thoughts of boredom enter my horizon, I choose to think about this extra time as an opportunity to get to the things that I wanted to do before but never got to-do because I just didn’t have the time. Some of these things that have been on my to do list for a while now include: watching really good movies, drawing, taking online writing workshop classes instructed by one of my favorite poets (Rupi Kaur), experimenting with new recipes, listening to podcasts about self-love, running 3 miles every other day…. the list goes on. Also, whenever I find myself feeling bummed out about what would be currently happening if patient zero never ate that stupid bat, I try to channel my negative thoughts into optimistic ones. To do this, I think about what life is going to be like post corona. I try to visualize the first weekend when everyone can go out and see their friends after being at home for so long. I think about the first concert, museum trip, darty, music festival, my first day at my summer internship, beach days with friends, and everything and anything that requires me to leave my house and have contact with the outside world. I realize that it might be a bit of a wait before any of these things are possible again, but by adopting this mindset I have something to look forward to and I am completely hyped for when the time for these things to happen again comes. My point is, we have been given the gift of time and you can either use this time to improve yourself and try something new, or you can wallow in your own self-pity and be miserable the entire time. I chose the first option and hope you do too. |