Thursday, October 30, 2014

We actually are perfect

What is perfect? Is anyone actually perfect? What does the word perfect even mean? The dictionary defines it as “having no mistakes or flaws; completely correct or accurate.”

With this definition we have trained ourselves to think perfection is unobtainable. We think of ourselves as being imperfect because we do have flaws, we constantly make mistakes, and we’re not always correct or accurate. Thus, causing us to think perfect is something we will never be.

And because we feel we can never be perfect, we tend to look down on ourselves and develop low self-esteem and feelings of inadequacy, doubt, and defeat; as we think we will never measure up to a certain standard. 

Friday, October 24, 2014

Call Me Crazy, But I Like Clarity

“Tamika you’re so black and white. You never see the gray in anything,” a friend once said to me. Feeling that it was irrelevant, I dismissed the comment and never gave it a second thought.

But recently I came across an article that was about seeing the gray in situations. The article caused me to think about said comment on a deeper level. A level that would help me understand the point my friend was trying to make, and also help me understand my personality better.

I have come to realize that I really do only deal with things in black and white, with minimal shades of gray. I like when things are straight up and honest. With me it’s either this or that, because in my mind it can’t possibly be both. My black and white mind frame comes from a desire to take everyone’s word as it is (even though that hasn’t always worked in my favor). It also comes from the annoyance of dealing with people who use that gray area as a way to be wishy-washy.

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Thursday, October 16, 2014

Live Life to the Fullest

If I had to share one tip, it would be for everyone to live life to the fullest; everyday- no matter what it takes. This is so important to me because I don't ever want to look back on life and regret not taking a chance or not doing something new.

The idea of living my life to the fullest came to mind recently when I wrote a letter to my 10-year-old self. In doing so I thought about how carefree children really are. Their minds can’t even start to comprehend the things adults stress over and worry about. 

The main piece of advice I offered my young self in the letter was to enjoy my carefree days. Enjoy every bit of depending on my parents and only having to worry about what I was wearing to school the next day; because these days wouldn't last forever.

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

"You Don't Sound Black"

I never noticed that "I didn't sound black" until I went to college and my peers constantly pointed it out to me.

"You talk like a white girl," "Where are you from?” “We don't talk like that around here.”

After constantly hearing this, I remember thinking, "I don't sound black because I use proper English?" But with the ever present desire to fit in, I never acknowledged the comments. And sometimes felt embarrassed because I didn’t talk like everyone else. 

That was completely different from how I felt while growing up. Before college I loved my proper English. I would always (and to this day still) correct my parents’ mix of Spanish and English words. The English language and the pronunciation of it has always been a part of me.

Thursday, October 9, 2014

Material Girl: Custom Color Sneakers

Since moving to NYC I have kind of become a sneaker head. So I'm always
happy to come across shoes that are different from the norm, yet still fashionable.

Tuesday, October 7, 2014

Two Weeks without Social Media and I Didn’t Die

I went to Panamá for two weeks in August to visit family. In addition to all the excitement leading up to my trip, I was very anxious about the fact that my grandparents do not have Wi-Fi in their home. With the killing of Michael Brown taking place four days before I left, I was concerned about missing updates about the case. And was also worried about missing all the randomness of twitter and Instagram. But I was definitely thankful that I would be away from the nausea that is Facebook.

I never thought of myself as someone who depended on social media. But before leaving for Panamá I realized I was, and I still am. In comparison to others, I may not tweet a lot or post that many pictures. But Twitter and Instagram have quickly become my past time. So the thought of not having the option to login while in Panamá had me a little worried.

Thursday, October 2, 2014

"Hair"- Elizabeth Acevedo

I am a fan of anyone who can use their creativity to express themselves, and use it to speak/educate people about their culture and who they are. Not only is it inspiring, but it's also motivating. And that is exactly what Elizabeth Acevedo's poetry does for me.