Hey guuuuys…It’s been awhile.
These past two months have been insanely AMAZING for me!
|Me speaking on a social networking panel in Miami!|
I traveled Miami, Florida to speak on a panel about promoting your music on social media for *Hispanicize*, had a week home, then back on the road to California for the 7th Annual Crafty Chica Cruise. After that I had a couple of hours at home (exhausted) and the very next morning I was on the road for my great grandma Carmen’s 80th birthday party in a beach house in San Diego with my family!
|From the 7th annual CraftyChica Cruise 2013|
Well, I’m home and reality greeted me with a huge slap in the face.
Finals are next week.
I’m behind on my blog and YouTube.
Negative people whom I kept pushing out of my life return.
Ugh. I know this seems completely stupid, but all of this stress came at me full force. So what do I do?
Haha. I literally sat on my mom’s glittered floor in the art room, and sobbed. I think the main reason I did this was because I was couldn’t find the fabric glue for my latest craft project. “Maya. are you reaaaally crying about fabric glue right now?” It really wasn’t the fabric glue. I was unmotivated with my life. I mean, I’m freaking twenty years old. I JUST got back from speaking on a panel in BEAUTIFUL Miami. I sailed the ocean with my favorite people and sang to them. Lastly, I spent a week with my family in San Diego. I have absolutely no reason to be unhappy. But I was. Don’t get me wrong, I’m grateful for everything God gave me. I was just unhappy with myself. I just don’t know where I’m going, or what I should do. Or, if what I’m doing is the right path. How do you know if something is meant to be?
I was so focused on what I should be doing, instead of just doing. How was I going to figure out if I’m meant for something if I don’t even give my 100%? That, my friends is called self sabotage. Why do we do this? Limit ourselves on purpose? It’s a mystery to me, but I’m working on it. After I sobbed on that glittered floor, I picked myself up, and got my work done. I still have a buttload of work to do, but I’m taking it one step at time. As far as figuring out what I want to do? I’m just gonna continue doing. Whatever is meant to be, will be. Das it.
If any of you are
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|A collage of my favorite moments from Hispanicize 2013|
|My ukulele in Mexico.|
|Singing to my great grandma Carmen for her 80th birthday in San Diego.|