“Today's opportunities erase yesterday's failures.”

Since I was feeling so blah yesterday and just like gave up on myself I didn't have the desire to go give in some job applications I had. I did that today, and it's weird how my body works with my emotions. I was feeling so great. It's so weird how things happen, just as I was giving up and opportunity just pops in.

I was in 14th street and I'm walking to Wet Seal to hand in my application when I see this yogurt shop called Red Mango and it has a sign that says "Now Hiring". I'm all like "What the hay, lemme go in and apply." I go in and apply and leave thinking this is just one of the other 20 applications I've done. I had gone to Wet Seal, and went to Goodwill to bring in my resume [the manager seemed really nice and interested] and just walked around to 42nd and then to my friends house.
It feels really good having some time to yourself, just being alone.

But anyways, as I was cooking Chicken Alfredo for my friend, Daniela [who leaves to DR tommorrow :'(] I got a phone call from the yogurt place for an interview. It got me in such a good mood and so excited that everything just seemed to look great.

It helps me keep in mind to not give up, and always stay positive ..things will come around and always for the better.
I really should be asleep right now, interview tommorrow !

Until next time..

“A beginning is only the start of a journey to another beginning.”

I've been thinking about starting my own blog for a while now because I don't know maybe it can help me find out who I am. I write better than I speak, if that makes any sense. When I write I can easily express myself in ways people can understand than when I'm speaking because I feel I'm not too much of a speech people person.

I decided to start one today because I'm kinda feeling down. It sucks. But I just need something, someone to write to. I'm feeling this kind of way because I'm alone. And when I'm alone I begin to think, to think of all my imperfections. I look in the mirror and what do I see, everything I don't like about myself. It's the first thing I, and I know many do. We look at everything wrong about us, our face, our body, our clothes. And every time our minds are just drowned in everything we hate about ourselves our self esteem goes down, we are even more self conscious. That is exactly what happened to me today and here I am writing about it.

I'll tell you a little about myself. My name is Demi, 16 years old born and raised in Washington Heights, New York. Come from a very loud, funny, crazy Dominican family. I love pizza, chicken and my brother more than anything in the world. I actually love my grandma too, her name is Fide and I'll probably be writing a lot about her just because she is such a good spirited person, always happy and always smiling. My family are friends are very important to me because they keep me happy, most of the time.

After writing for these few minutes I feel somewhat of a relief, taking all the sadness away. It feels good.

“Happiness is: Looking in a mirror and liking what you see”
Something some of us have yet to do.

Until next time..