Mexicans Don’t Care About Education (2016) (Originally apart of Chicanozaje Capstone Project) As a senior in high school, I had the ambition of attending a four-year university. The thought of becoming a professional and obtaining a degree, made me feel like I could branch out of the stereotypes that society labeled me as and become an actual person. I remember my older sister, Jasmine, took me to a college fair back home. She was attending Santa Barbara City College at the time but had her heart already set on CSU Channel Islands. The college fair was for me to shut … Continue reading *Mexicans Don’t Care About Education (2016)
OMG! I can’t believe I’m actually posting my own creative work, every Sunday (I know it’s not Sunday, I didn’t post yesterday because of the Super Bowl! So proud of the Rams!). I’m skeptical of people stealing my work, but it’s a risk. I need to get my work there… I want my first creative post to introduce you to me, so I decided to publish “My Mexican Name,” a short story rejected from CSU Channel Island’s literary magazine, the Island Fox and it is the piece I submitted to Outloud Santa Barbara. Most of my work reflects the struggle … Continue reading *FIRST Creative Writing Post- My Mexican Name
Social media is a curse and a blessing in disguise. You don’t think I get afraid that people can look up my name and stalk me on Google despite having all my social media apps on public, expect my twitter and snapchat where I do my real shit talking? As a writer I’m building my brand, theofficialkikireyes, but as a person, I’m just being myself. I understand my snapchat consists of moments I should keep to myself, but then nobody would know how fun I can be. Then there’s that argument that people will find out when they get to know … Continue reading The Philosophical Perspective of Snapchat
I decided this summer I would start dating through apps such as Tinder and Bumble. It seemed easy, I thought why not? I’m twenty-two, I have a part-time job that is not too time-consuming, I’m getting a master’s, I have everything going for me, but boy was I wrong. My main intention for “dating” was to find inspiration for my novel. As horrible as that sounds, I have no accurate descriptions of love because I’ve never been in love so I decided this was as close as I could get. I started with Tinder and found myself swiping left and … Continue reading Mejor Sola Que Mal Acompañada…
You get sprung up on a guy who doesn’t want to be in a relationship. Making plans with someone is hard to do especially when your busy 24/7 like me. You suck at communication or maybe he sucks at it. Why does it take forever for a guy to text back? Seriously. He never texted back ever again. I know what an asshole. You get sprung up on the next guy, who shows so much interest in you. Then, you become skeptical of that and will probably ruin it in a span of 3 weeks. (it’s been two thus far.) … Continue reading Reasons Why I Suck At Dating
Hi, friends, fans, and stalkers, I took a couple of months off from writing, particularly blogging. I had to take the time to evolve as a human being and a writer, mostly human being. The person who posted six months ago is not the same as the one writing this post right now. In fact, I’m officially a graduate student (youngest one in my cohort) and new front desk receptionist of my university. I also gained a whole new perspective on life and it’s pretty damn optimistic. You guys are probably excited to hear my two-sense on things and my … Continue reading Are You There? It’s Me Kiki
The children at my work kept asking me why I wasn’t wearing makeup, which I responded to “I’m doing No Makeup November to show people you don’t need to wear makeup to feel pretty.” Great answer, but these past seven days I kept asking myself why am I doing this? I asked this especially when I walked into a work meeting and saw an attractive guy sitting across from me. Last week I thought the reason I’m doing this was to rebuild confidence, but now I’m doing this in regards to people battling body dysmorphia. What exactly is body dysmorphia? According to … Continue reading First Week of N.M.N: Why Am I Doing This Again?