I Am Leaving Home And Officially Moving To Disneyland

I Am Leaving Home And Officially Moving To Disneyland

As the saying goes, you only live once!


I am moving a whole state away from my entire family in a few weeks and the reality of this is not a slow creeping sensation. The reality is like the tides slow and calm and then suddenly fast and overpowering. Slow one minute as I am in awe of this opportunity and then overpowering in part due to the seasonal family holiday questioning and my lack of answers to all their questions.

It is not that I am not excited about this experience that I out of a few was selected for, it is more like I have no idea what the next seven months of my life may hold and as an annoying control freak, the not knowing utterly terrifies me to no end. I mean that the excitement while bursting with "faith, trust, and pixie dust" is a little covered by the shadow of the anxiety and fear of the unknown. I guess you could say its in part due to a Captain Hook over my shoulder as opposed to a Jiminy Cricket.

Then there is the matter of my Ohana and having to remind myself that I am not leaving them behind. I am an only child my house consists of myself, my father, my mother, Barney the Basset (one-year-old), and Daisey the Basset (nine years old). I spend a lot of time with my grandmother and grandfather and have a close group of friends. My whole world is rooted in the desert. However, I am trading in heat and sun for the wind and sea of California. It is a dream that my heart made long ago when I was thirteen. A dream I never thought would happen but it is. It is happening.

Information flows out on certain dates and the most important information will have to wait till the week of which is just cruel slow torture all while also being apart of the anticipation factor. Much like the very beginning of my one of favorite rides, California Screamin' or shall I say for those who didn't have the pleasure "The Incredicoaster." Prior to the change, the ride started slowly with whimsical music playing as you were moved along the tracks over the water in order to stare ahead at the rest of the ride while overhead voice suddenly counted down. Waiting for the college program is much like waiting for the California Screamin to start. From much of what I have heard the experience is like the experience, I have on that ride too. Nervous in the beginning but the ride is so fun and fast the wait didn't seem so long at all.

Making my attempt at the sword in the stoneTaylor Sipos Photography

I am nervous yes. I am scared of all the possibilities. However like the saying from when we were all young in middle school goes, you really only live once. How many people can say they have had my opportunity? Who would I be to just sit in an emotional ball of anxiety and negativity? So this princess needs to straighten her bow, pan, glass slipper or tiara. It is all just around the Riverbend. I really am almost there! So I am going to push away the fear and anxiety. I am going to lean in and stick to my guns and pull out the sword in the stone. Because I have earned it and it's time for me to meet amazing Disney loving humans and have a beautiful experience.

Also, it is not forever. As one of my favorite Disney movies puts it, "forever is a long, long time and time has a way of forgetting things" what I will be forgetting is the negativity, anxiety, stress, etc. so that I can slip into the new year in my new role in the not so new Disneyland Spring 2019 College Program with a brave attitude about how far I will go and just keep moving forward.

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It's Time To Thank Your First Roommate

Not the horror story kind of roommate, but the one that was truly awesome.

Nostalgic feelings have recently caused me to reflect back on my freshman year of college. No other year of my life has been filled with more ups and downs, and highs and lows, than freshman year. Throughout all of the madness, one factor remained constant: my roommate. It is time to thank her for everything. These are only a few of the many reasons to do so, and this goes for roommates everywhere.

You have been through all the college "firsts" together.

If you think about it, your roommate was there through all of your first college experiences. The first day of orientation, wishing you luck on the first days of classes, the first night out, etc. That is something that can never be changed. You will always look back and think, "I remember my first day of college with ____."

You were even each other's first real college friend.

You were even each other's first real college friend.

Months before move-in day, you were already planning out what freshman year would be like. Whether you previously knew each other, met on Facebook, or arranged to meet in person before making any decisions, you made your first real college friend during that process.

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The transition from high school to college is not easy, but somehow you made it out on the other side.

It is no secret that transitioning from high school to college is difficult. No matter how excited you were to get away from home, reality hit at some point. Although some people are better at adjusting than others, at the times when you were not, your roommate was there to listen. You helped each other out, and made it through together.

Late night talks were never more real.

Remember the first week when we stayed up talking until 2:00 a.m. every night? Late night talks will never be more real than they were freshman year. There was so much to plan for, figure out, and hope for. Your roommate talked, listened, laughed, and cried right there with you until one of you stopped responding because sleep took over.

You saw each other at your absolute lowest.

It was difficult being away from home. It hurt watching relationships end and losing touch with your hometown friends. It was stressful trying to get in the swing of college level classes. Despite all of the above, your roommate saw, listened, and strengthened you.

...but you also saw each other during your highest highs.

After seeing each other during the lows, seeing each other during the highs was such a great feeling. Getting involved on campus, making new friends, and succeeding in classes are only a few of the many ways you have watched each other grow.

There was so much time to bond before the stresses of college would later take over.

Freshman year was not "easy," but looking back on it, it was more manageable than you thought at the time. College only gets busier the more the years go on, which means less free time. Freshman year you went to lunch, dinner, the gym, class, events, and everything else possible together. You had the chance to be each other's go-to before it got tough.

No matter what, you always bounced back to being inseparable.

Phases of not talking or seeing each other because of business and stress would come and go. Even though you physically grew apart, you did not grow apart as friends. When one of you was in a funk, as soon as it was over, you bounced right back. You and your freshman roommate were inseparable.

The "remember that one time, freshman year..." stories never end.

Looking back on freshman year together is one of my favorite times. There are so many stories you have made, which at the time seemed so small, that bring the biggest laughs today. You will always have those stories to share together.

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The unspoken rule that no matter how far apart you grow, you are always there for each other.

It is sad to look back and realize everything that has changed since your freshman year days. You started college with a clean slate, and all you really had was each other. Even though you went separate ways, there is an unspoken rule that you are still always there for each other.

Your old dorm room is now filled with two freshmen trying to make it through their first year. They will never know all the memories that you made in that room, and how it used to be your home. You can only hope that they will have the relationship you had together to reflect on in the years to come.

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There Is No 'Right Way' To React To A Shooting

Everyone is different.


After the shootings this year in New Zealand, Brazil, and close to home for some of us Aurora, people have been reacting in different ways. With some offering their thoughts and prayers, donating money to help pay for the funerals of the victims, fighting for action in regards to ending gun violence, candlelight vigils basically anything that can help them in this time of grief.

There is no right or wrong way to react to a shooting — everyone grieves in their own ways. We should not judge one another for how we grieve in a tragedy.

People have been saying that thoughts and prayers won't do anything. However, maybe it can be a comfort to some people—a way to let people know that they are thinking of them and that they care.

Sometimes people may want to donate money or blood to help out any survivors who may have suffered from blood loss or create GoFundMe accounts to either help out with medical expenses or to pay for the funerals of the victims or even start charities like Islamic Relief USA. Donating your time and money is a good way to help out because you are making a difference that is a form of action you are taking.

There is also grieving in the form of vigils. One example of a vigil is this guy who makes crosses every time there is some kind of tragedy. Vigils are often a good way to remember the victims, to pray for the healing of the survivors, to talk about what they were like as people.

Some people even want to take action by demanding that the laws change a good example of this would be March for Our Lives, which happened after the Parkland shooting last year. This march was fighting for gun control or should I say changes in the gun laws America currently has.

Some people also do acts of solidarity, for example, wearing a hijab like the prime minister of New Zealand did when she went to go visit the Christchurch shooting survivors. My community college had something a couple of years ago called Hijab Day to help show solidarity with our friends. I participated, and it was quite an experience—no one should ever be afraid to be who they are.

There is never a right or wrong way to react, and no one should ever criticize one another for how they react. It's not a test where there is a right or wrong answer—everyone is different and that is okay.

No one should ever have to be afraid to go to school, go to work, or go to their place of worship or wherever they decide to go. Whatever we decide to do to make a change, as long as we are taking some kind of action, is good enough for me.

Nothing ever gets done by sitting around and doing nothing, so whatever it is you do, get out there and do it. As long as you are showing support it doesn't matter how you show it.

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