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Thank you so much for all of the love and support you've always given me throughout our relationship. Truthfully, I don't know how I would've gotten through the past few months if not for you playing such a big role in pushing and supporting me. And whether we're together for a lifetime after this or for any reason break up tomorrow, it's something I'll forever be grateful for. I love you πŸŒΉβ€πŸ’
Growing up, my family and I was always known as the perfect "white Spanish" family. We were Puerto Rican, but people always considered us white because they assumed we were rich since we had 2 cars and we lived in a house, we were always together, always looked dressed up, my brother and I spoke really proper, and we went to catholic school all our life. I would get teased because of how proper I spoke and acted, but I never let it get to me, because I always knew that there was nothing wrong with speaking properly and being educated. People always thought we were straight A students that never did any wrong, more so when my brother got accepted to and went to Harvard University. But little did anyone know that I was nowhere near the same way. I wasn't a straight A student, wasn't gonna go to an Ivy League school like him, or wasn't taking up anything super complicated like math or science or anything. I wanted and still do want to be a writer, an author in specific. When I started telling people that, almost everyone gave me the same answer, "oh that's nice, that's a difficult field to be apart of though, but definitely do what you can." Which to me, was just a nice way for them saying it's going to be really hard for me to get by doing something like that; which I respect but honestly am not worried about. I have faith in myself and in my writing, and this was just further solidified after I completed my senior project, a 30-page story on the South Bronx, all the misconceptions that come along with it and how far it's actually come as borough from where it once was, and got the final grade: an A. I was so insanely proud of myself because it just confirmed that this writing thing I like to do is going to be so much more than just a hobby. Yesterday, however, was so much more than that. I had the honor of walking across the stage at Westchester County Center and received my diploma for Bachelor of Arts majoring in Journalism. As cliche as it sounds, because everyone says it, lord knows how much I struggled this final year of my college career to get where I was yesterday. I faced issues this past year that I had heard about from several other people but never..
Graduation day πŸŽ“πŸŽ‰ (more pictures coming soon πŸ™‚)
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April showers, brings May flowers πŸŒΊπŸ’œ
Today, I'm a bunny. Tomorrow, who knows what I'll be πŸ°πŸ€·πŸ»β€β™€οΈ?
Empire State of Mind πŸ—½ πŸ“Έ by: πŸ™‹πŸ» #NYC
Match my fly 😌❀
What a beautiful spring day 🌞
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