What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas? Not this time. If you don’t already know, early yesterday morning 64-year-old, Stephen Paddock, took it upon himself to arrange over 10 automatic weapons from his room on the 32nd floor in the Mandalay Bay. Paddock opened fire into the Route 91 music festival on the Las Vegas strip. He is responsible for the death of 59 individuals and injuries to more than 500 classifying this as the deadliest mass shooting in U.S. history.
This is an act of domestic terrorism ignited by a white male. Individuals tend to associate terrorism with foreign countries when this is very far from the truth. I read a false headline yesterday while the shooter was still unnamed that read ” Shooter connected with ISIS”. The media is so quick to profile these types of events and assume it was a certain type of person. We as a country need to wake up and realize that these horrific events are happening on our home base by our own people. It is so heartbreaking that these mass shootings are becoming apart of our reality. I am only twenty two years old and I have already lived through four of the events: Sandy Hook 27 killed – 2 injured, Virginia Tech 32 killed – 23 injured, Pulse Nightclub 49 killed – 58 injured, Las Vegas 59 killed- 500+ injured.
It throws me off how the media emphasizes the fact that he “had no criminal record” as if that is something we the public care about, as if that makes him any less of a terrorist. Wake up America. All I ask is that you question why the N.R.A. has such a strong hold on the people in power. What can we do to prevent this? Stricter gun laws. GUN CONTROL. Use your voice. Speak your truth. We should not have to fear going to school, movies, or concerts. We should not have to think to ourselves “I’ll risk a mass shooting and go in public today”. This is not the reality I want to live. Attention people of power: your “thoughts and prayers” aren’t enough.
A sincere apology to all of you who actually keep up with my blog because I have been on a little hiatus post grad. Where did I go? Well.. the main reason I’ve been MIA is because I didn’t have a laptop. The computer I was using was loaned to me through Saint Peter’s so I had to part ways with it. BUT, I finessed real quick and bought myself a new Mac. (No I’m not rich, I just spend money like I am). That’s a different story though.
I strongly encourage all of my fellow artists to find the time to write, read, sing or whatever it is that makes you happy. I know we’ve all got lives and sometimes it feels overwhelming to try to sit down and get a hold on your thoughts, but trust me you’ll be glad you did. My problem is, I wake up check my phone for any new notifications and then I get sucked into the realm of the inter webs. One minute I’m scrolling through Instagam and then I realize I’ve been browsing all my social media repeatedly for 3 hours.. Talk about a waste of time. Yes, I love keeping up with my friends and watching random slime videos but I need to draw the line somewhere. That’s why I’m sitting here typing this. I’m in the process of figuring out what’s important to me.
What’s happened since my 3 month hiatus? I graduated. WOO! Do I have a job lined up? No. Does that mean I’m a failure? No, because I have a job currently and I’m making silent moves. I’m working 3 days a week now.. not four. So I really have no excuses left except myself. I’m going to Ireland next week. Don’t worry, I’ll write about it (I promise).
I know it seems like I’m bouncing around here with this post but that’s just how my brain works. Since my work shifts have changed I definitely have ample time to write, create, and organize these thoughts of mine.
I hope this post encourages you to do something! No more choosing negativity and pessimism. Choose happiness. Or don’t, it’s your world!
Expect posts from me on Mondays & Fridays. Thank you all for following my little blog, seriously it means a lot. 🙂
I’m very fortunate I get to travel as often as I do. I hold the state of Florida very close to my heart. So when Philip (my beau) asked me to accompany him to a weekend trip to the sunshine state, naturally I said yes. Fun fact: I used to live in Lakeland, Florida in the first grade. My family and I only lived there for the duration of one year. My dad’s side of the family lives there so every summer I would go down and stay with them. They always spoiled my sister and I so it was extra fun spending my childhood summers with them.
Fast forward to present day: I need you all to understand the spontaneity of this trip. Phil really just asked me on a Monday if I’d be up to go to Florida on Thursday and I said yes with no hesitation. Who in their right mind turns down a random vacation?! Not this girl. Only missed two days of class.. Don’t tell my professors.
We arrived at Newark airport at 7 a.m. for our 9 a.m. flight. Everything was smooth sailing from that point or should I say smooth flying? Ba dum chhh. The whole weekend it was sunny in the low 90s. No complaints from me. Our first day there I was introduced to Philip’s family that lives outside of Tampa. They were super sweet.
The next two days were spent being beech bums. The water was a little colder than what I’m used to for a Florida beach but still how could I complain? Sidebar, SPF 30 doesn’t really do anyone justice in the F.L. sun. Phil and I explored the bar scene of Clearwater Beach and hopped around to places like Crabby’s and Shepard’s. After a few more spots we got tired of being around other people so we grabbed our drinks, blankets, camera, and took it to the beach. Trust me the beach is way cooler at night when there are no people around but I wouldn’t advise you to get in the water.
On our second to last day we spent the day at weeki wachee springs canoeing. I sat in the middle so I didn’t have to participate in any rowing (lucky me). This was my second time there, the first time around I kayaked by myself. I enjoyed this time in particular because I saw manatees! IN REAL LIFE. They’re huge and beautiful like cows of the ocean. We actually saw about five in total (lucky us). I definitely advise you to take a trip there! The water is the perfect temperature that gives you a refreshed feeling afterwards.
It was a weekend for the books or blog in my case. I’m going to stop with the corny jokes I promise. Seriously, Florida continues to amaze me with all it’s beauty and I can’t wait to be back. Here are some photos from our trip:
When you have someone that agrees to go to the Metropolitan Opera with you I advise that you keep them! Two nights ago I got all dolled up or in other words I put on the nicest dress I own with a good pair of heels and made my way to Lincoln Center with my handsome date.
Going to the opera is definitely an experience everyone should have at least once in their lifetime. My experience was a rather funny one and here’s why:
First and foremost I have to give a general warning to everyone reading. WARNING: Do not and I repeat DO NOT drink a full bottle of water and then a glass of rosé before the performance. To my demise I did both these things and not even ten minutes into the program my bladder was fighting against me. Ladies and gentlemen keep in mind this was my first opera so I was unaware of all the rules you need to abide by. I get up from my seat and leave my coat, wallet, and phone with my date. Trust me if I could have held it in I would have but my bladder plays zero games. Upon exiting the house the usher asks me if I was leaving. I told her I was only going to the restroom and I would be right back. She then tells me she doesn’t know when the next break is for her to let me back in. This puzzled me a little but my urge to pee was too strong so I said it was fine and made my way to the restroom. Once the deed was done I made my way back to the door I exited from and realized there were no handles on it. No way back in. I thought to myself ‘Okay the next break has to be in ten minutes or so’, wrong. I soon found out the intermission was not for another 40 minutes. Not only did I not have a phone to contact Philip (my date) and tell him what had happened but I didn’t even have money to buy a drink!
I feel like things of this nature happen so often in my life that at this point all I do is laugh. I was locked out for the whole 40 minutes and decided to watch the program from the Orchestra floor. On this floor there was a room designated for people like me who were late or locked out too. When intermission finally rolled around I traveled back upstairs and saw a distressed Philip waiting for me. I explained what happened to me and we both laughed it off. After intermission was over we watched the second act of Rigoletto and then left during the next intermission for our dinner reservations. All things considered, it was a fun experience the entire cast was very talented and I feel lucky to have been apart of it. The opera is definitely a good excuse to dress up fancy.
Here are some pictures I took, the Metropolitan Opera House is nothing short of exquisite.