A Four Year Plan.

Well, I can honestly say that I have failed the 30 day blog challenge. The topics weren’t as motivating as I had hoped they’d be. I know that I want to get back in the groove of blogging regularly, but every time I make that a goal for myself… it ends up not happening. It’s been quite a while since my last post, and I suppose there’s no excuse besides laziness. I have opened WordPress and starting this post almost 3 times a week but haven’t been able to finish and post it.

I can say that it’s been a busy last few weeks. I’m currently nearing the end of my spring break. I spent it visiting friends and family in Miami! It’s always very nostalgic coming back and I always have a great time with my boyfriend and my friends. I wanted to vlog my trip but I really don’t get how YouTubers do it. I always just want to be in the moment and enjoy it. It’s hard to do when you’re holding a camera up the whole time. I came to the conclusion a week or so ago that I wanted to move back down here in the summer. I put in the application to transfer schools and made a whole plan to swiftly make my return. It’s been stressful to think about how I’ll get accommodated here, but I know it won’t be hard. I have family, friends, and connections that I don’t have in Orlando. I’m excited to be back and hopefully be able to move in with my boyfriend. It’s all a plan in the works.

And speaking of plans… a few weeks ago I got the urge to be productive. I get these random urges in the midst of feeling guilty for watching too much Netflix. I decided to go out and buy a cute portfolio type thing from Target and fill it with ideas and plans for the future. It’s my “productive folder” if you will. The fact that it’s aesthetically pleasing is definitely an added bonus.

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In it, I have a page dedicated for each year until 2021. I have them titled as follows: “2018 Goals” “2019 Goals” ect. On each page, I also detail other things such as how old I am at the beginning of the year and how old I will be by the end of the year (my birthday is at the end of December).  So for 2018 I wrote “19 going on 20.” I also wrote my college year, such as “Freshman to Sophomore” because I will be starting my “sophomore year” in the fall. Finally, as a last note, I wrote how many years my boyfriend and I make that year, on the day of our anniversary. So for 2018, I wrote “3 Years Together.” These are just little things that make me excited for that year, really. They’re things to look forward to. If you want to do something like this, you can totally personalize it and add whatever details you’d like. All these details are written on the side of the page, before I get into the “meat” of the list. These are all of the things I hope to accomplish this year. It’s not really like a bucket list or “resolutions” though. This list is comprised of things I have to or should get done and strive for. This can be anything from “pass all my spring term classes” to “save $5,000” to “make more creative content.” They’re things that aren’t too out of reach if I have a clear idea of what I want to get done. I also outline bigger goals such as marriage and financing (not for this year but definitely by 2021).

I like to have an idea of what I should keep my mind on throughout the year. I’ve never done this before and I think it’s part of why I get so lost and so lazy. I don’t usually have a clear idea of what I want to get done. This way, I know what I should be working toward and I won’t forget it.

I hope this post has somehow helped you all or perhaps motivated you guys to make something similar? I know a lot of people use bullet journals, but I’m definitely not that consistent. I would love to hear some of your goals for this year or upcoming years!


Thank you all so much for reading!

With love,




30 Day Blog Challenge: Day Six.

What is your zodiac sign and does it fit your personality?

Hello all! I realize it’s been a while since my last post and this technically isn’t “day six” but we’re just gonna roll with it. Right now, blogging isn’t really a priority. I’m just trying to focus on getting through this semester and doing my best. However, I still enjoy getting to come back here and write! If you want to see more of me, I’m pretty active on my Instagram (@itskeythx) and my twitter (@itskeythx)! Feel free to follow me there.

So when I first saw this question, for some reason my mind automatically thought of the Chinese zodiac. I didn’t realize till now that it’s most likely referring to the Western zodiac signs. I’ll talk about both, though! My Chinese zodiac means more to me than my Western one, or rather, has made a bigger impact on my life. Therefore, it’s only fair that I talk about it as well.

I am year of the Tiger, born 1998. I share this zodiac with my mother, who was born in ’94. We always loved that little fact. I became pretty fascinated with my zodiac sign as soon as I learned about it, which was definitely before I knew about the western signs. Mind you, I found out about it from the back of Chinese take-out menu. They had all the signs on a 12-year cycle with cool drawings and all the years placed on it. My mom pointed out which one we were, and I was super ecstatic. Of course, I thought the tiger was coolest one (despite there being a dragon). I immediately became obsessed with tigers. I was already quite the animal lover and at that time, preferred to watch Animal Planet over Disney Channel. I went home and looked through all my wildlife books and my huge animal encyclopedia and read over the tiger’s information about a hundred times. I would beg my mom to take me to the zoo just so I could see the tigers.

To this day, tigers continue to be my favorite animal. That is probably one of the only things that hasn’t changed about me since I was little. I feel like in some ways, the way the Chinese zodiac ‘defines’ the tiger doesn’t apply to me very well. However, I do connect with the zodiac sign very much. “People born in the year of the Tiger are brave, competitive, unpredictable, and self-confident. They are very charming and well-liked by others. But sometimes they are likely to be impetuous, irritable, and overindulged” (source). I can admit to being competitive, but I wouldn’t say that I’m very brave or unpredictable. My self-confidence is fickle and I don’t think I’m impetuous (usually). I am pretty irritable when my mood is low but otherwise, I’m very chill. I’m also an Earth Tiger, though, and they’re said to be adventurous, realistic, and have strong faith. I would like to say that I’m adventurous (my dream and ultimate goal is to travel a lot), and pretty realistic, I don’t think I have very strong faith (in the spiritual sense).

Tiger’s are also said to have stubborn personalities and tough judgement, which is quite the opposite of me, I’d say. I’m not bold or aggressively expressive, and I’m not authoritative at all. However, when I read “they will not make preparations for anything, but they can handle anything that comes along…” I felt that.

In Western astrology, I am a Capricorn. My element here is also Earth, so I guess this makes sense. I’m extra Earthy?? Anyway, astrology-zodiac-signs.com describes Capricorns as follows: “Responsible, disciplined, self-control, good managers,” and “know-it-all, unforgiving, condescending, expecting the worst.” I can agree with these descriptions a lot more. Although I disagree with the negatives here. I don’t like to come off as a know-it-all, and I’m a very forgiving person. Almost too forgiving, sometimes. I can’t recall a time where I came off as condescending, either. However, I am one that tends to overthink things and expect the worst. There are other descriptions of Capricorns, but it’d take too long to analyze them all and access whether they apply to me or not.

I’d definitely love to hear what your horoscope signs are! Chinese and Western!

As always, thank you all for reading.

With love,


30 Day Blog Challenge: Day Five.

What are your favorite comfort foods and why?

I don’t have any special or unique comfort foods. Ice cream is usually my go-to. Coffee flavor is my favorite, but usually we’ll just have plain chocolate in the house. Chips are also my favorite. Hot cheetos or Takis, I love spicy things. I used to LOVE cucumbers with chili powder on it. This was always a favorite comfort food of mine. Now my family rarely buys cucumbers because I forget to eat them and they go bad.

Hershey chocolates with almonds were definitely a favorite. Then Snickers took the cake for best chocolate, but now I think I’m really in love with the Russell Stover Pecan Delight chocolates. Ever since my grandma gave me a box for Christmas, I’ve been craving them.

Another favorite comfort food of mine was pickles. I used to finish a whole jar in a week or 2. Now I’ll only eat one or 2 out of the jar and forget about it for months. I guess I grow out of a lot of food habits. Even ice cream was something I wouldn’t touch for a while, although I’m back on it again. Who could ever stop loving ice cream?

So for now, I’d say my favorite comfort foods are: chips, ice cream, and chocolate. In no particular order.


Thanks for reading! This wasn’t a very interesting one.

With love,


30 Day Blog Challenge: Day Four.

Discuss your views on religion.

If I had known that this was the next prompt, I wouldn’t have gotten so into it when I was writing my last post. I know redundancy can get kind of irritating, especially when it comes to touchy subjects such as religion. I don’t think it shouldn’t be talked about either, because exposure increases awareness.

As I stated briefly in my last post, I don’t practice a religion. I don’t have any sort of spiritual beliefs. I’m not sure if I would go as far as to say I’m atheists, because I don’t deny the possibility of things being other than what I believe them to be. I don’t want to say that this or that does or doesn’t exist. It’s kind of… more complicated than that.

For me, I put my faith in the universe. Like… que sera, sera, you know? It is what it is. I really do think that my life is based on my decisions. I don’t think anything is meant to be, only made to be. I don’t believe that anyone or anything is pulling the strings or guiding me on some path or something beyond my powers. That kind of thought makes me uncomfortable. I like knowing and believing that everything is up to me and the choices I make. If I want to be with someone, I will. If I want to do something, I’ll do it.

There is one poem that has resonated with me since the 9th grade. It’s called “Invictus” by William Ernest Henley. In the last 2 lines he says, “I am the master of my soul, I am the captain of my fate.” That’s what I believe. As for afterlife and how the world was created and all that… I never think about it. I don’t really care? I wasn’t born then and I won’t be alive to care after so it doesn’t really matter to me. I’m not worried about death, really. I’m scared of aging and I’m scared of pain. Those are tangible things that I know and understand. Death can happen whenever and, sure, I’m kind of worried about when it’ll happen but not really what goes on after.

There’s not much more to it, really. Religion was never a huge part of my life and I don’t really plan to make it a huge part of my life. Things don’t seem worse for me just because I don’t believe in God. Everything is kind of normal, really. I really do like learning about other people’s religions, and I do think it is beautiful for people to believe in something. I just was never able to grasp the ideas.

Thank you all for reading!

With love,


30 Day Blog Challenge: Day Three.

What are your top five pet peeves?

Hello all! I know I’m posting this kind of late. I didn’t get a chance to write this out last night. I also realize that I titled the last one as “Day Three” even though it was only the 2nd day, haha. Fixed that! Onwards with the topic, then.

Pet Peeve #1:

When people, typically adults, look down on my career choice.

I’ve made a post about this in the past. You can find it here. It was basically a long rant about how people look down on certain career choices, even if they’re honorable and necessary, just because the salary isn’t high enough. It’s typically family members who do this to me, but it’s almost as if they’re disappointed that I chose to become an educator rather than a lawyer or doctor. It’s sad to see how many people don’t think that teaching is as important of a job.

Pet Peeve #2:

When people post every. single. horrible. negative. detail. about. their. lives. 

I won’t go deeply into this. I won’t explain. I don’t want to make anyone feel singled out.

It’s just a personal pet peeve that I can’t get rid of.

Pet Peeve #3:

People who impose their beliefs on others.

I am the type to definitely respect opinions, different perspectives, ect. I’m very open-minded and am willing to discuss and see things from other people’s point of view. However, when someone else blatantly disregards my perspective of things and my beliefs and try to force their beliefs on me instead of hearing me out as well, it kind of feels extremely frustrating. I am not a spiritual person, really. I don’t believe in God or any variation of. I kind of just live my life without wondering or worrying about how everything came into existence. I never pray, never consider the beginnings of life, never wonder about my purpose or my fate. I don’t wonder about what will become of me after I die. My head is usually too filled with stresses and worries and things to be done to think about anything else.

I’ve heard it all before. “God is real.” “You’re going to Hell.” “God will protect you so you need to believe in him.” It’s not that I haven’t tried to be religious, it’s just that it isn’t for me. I can’t force myself, and I won’t. I totally respect that people do believe what they believe in. I think religion is a beautiful thing, all of them. I won’t say none of it is true or real. I just don’t think about.

Pet Peeve #4:

The way my brother eats.

It’s so. Damn. Loud. DON’T EAT SO LOUD.

Pet Peeve #5:

This is more for me, but I hate when I can’t help the people I care about.

Like… when they’re really struggling with something and there’s nothing I can do or say to make it better? That is kind of a pet peeve I have against myself. The frustration of being silent and unable, I guess.


That is all I can come up with. Thank you all for reading!


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30 Day Blog Challenge: Day Two.

Where would you like to be in 10 years?

I try to ask myself questions like these and then I avoid answering them. My plans for the future have changed hundreds of times. 10 years ago, I was 9 years old and imagining myself being a pop star before the age of 20 (that or a zookeeper). I am the farthest thing from a pop star anyone can be, so it’s safe to say I have disappointed my childhood self.

In 10 years, I’ll be 29 years old. About to hit the big three-o. I kind of hate the thought of getting old. Not that 30 is even old, really. Thinking of life in 10 year spans freaks me out because it puts how short of a time you have into perspective. I like to worry about tomorrow and next week. I like the details of things and hate looking at the bigger picture. The bigger picture somehow makes things feel insignificant to me.

Anyway, for the sake of this post and this challenge, I’ll put some thought into it. At 29 years old, I will be long done with college. I don’t think I plan on going for a masters or a doctorate like I once thought I was. I kind of hate college more than I expected to. I’ll have a bachelor’s degree in Elementary Education. I’ll have my TEFL certificate and will probably have already taught English in several countries. I’ll have a self-hosted blog with my own domain, full of posts about my travels and experiences as a teacher abroad.

I’ll have traveled a lot with my boyfriend. At 29, I kind of hope we’re already married? As for kids… that’s still a big question mark. If kids are something we want, I don’t want to have one at 30. I think maybe after 2 years of teaching abroad and traveling, that might be a good time to settle down. So I would be about… 24 or 25? Seems like a good age, if things are stable enough financially and such. In 10 years, my boyfriend and I should already own our first house. I’m really excited for that. Apartments are cute and all, but houses are the real deal. I’m not sure where our endgame will be in terms of location. I think after trying out new places and traveling, we’ll find a place that we love.

In 10 years, I hope that I’ve already published a book or two, or at least in the process of doing so. It’s definitely something I won’t give up on. I’d like to say that blogging will be like a full-time thing for me, but you can never tell with such things. It’s safe to say that I’ll probably settle down as an Elementary teacher if my other plans don’t work out. As long as I’m doing something that I enjoy, it shouldn’t really matter which one I go with.

Ultimately, in 10 years, I hope I’m happy. I see myself being way less stressed about small things, like I am now. I’ll finally be living with the love of my life, so that thought brings me happiness enough. I’ll have a stable income and still be finding the time to travel every so often. It probably won’t be as much of a priority as it is for me now and in 3 or 4 years. 10 years from now, I’d like to say I’ll come back and read this and see how close I was to living this life. Although I’m more likely to forget that I ever even wrote this.


Thank you all for reading! I actually kind of felt at peace writing this.

With love,