Monthly Archives: April 2013

iPod Nano 7th Generation

Recently, I lost my old reliable 3rd generation iPod nano. I originally wanted to replace it with another 3rd generation nano, but I am very particular about my iPod being red. So, I took the leap and purchased the newest model, the 7th Generation iPod nano in red.

The first thing I noticed was that the Apple logo on the back was red, as the rest of the body. I was super excited about that. It was definitely a redeeming factor in my getting this iPod (yes, I’m a little strange).

Second, the fact that my iPod nano can now store 16GB of music and/or videos makes me happy, considering I was almost running out of space in my former 8GB nano.

Third, I like that it’s a touch screen because it’s easier to navigate without having to turn the wheel forever to get to a song, or a setting I want.

However, although I appreciate some aspects of the new device, there is one letdown that basically makes me overlook all the good–there’s no hold button on the iPod. The only buttons on nano are: the power/sleep button, the home button, volume buttons, and a play/pause one. I thought maybe if I pressed the sleep button it would lock my nano so the other buttons wouldn’t work, and would prevent me from altering the volume or stop/change the song. I was wrong.

I don’t know why Apple decided to get rid of the hold button. I used it all the time, and I thought it was the most beneficial feature on my previous nano. I’m sorely disappointed that it’s gone; especially because I get really irritated when my music changes on me. This fault in design overshadows all the good things about the nano, including the new earphones. Additionally, the change to the new charger has me less than impressed. I still don’t understand why that was a necessary change.

I guess my overall feeling about the 7th Generation iPod Nano would be… satisfied? It does its job, and it’s red. There’s nothing great about it, and it lost one of its best functions.


National Sibling Day

I’m well aware that I am a day late, since National Sibling Day was April 10th. But I thought I should give some recognition to my siblings: sister, brother, brother-in-law. I wouldn’t be where I am without them. I would say I would never trade them for anything… but sometimes I feel like I’d trade them in a heartbeat. I guess that comes with having siblings.

They get on my nerves sometimes, and may not take me seriously because I’m the baby. But when it counts, they’re there for me. They support me and my decisions, no matter how ridiculous they may sound to anyone else. I love my siblings so much, but that doesn’t mean I like them all the time.

To be honest, I don’t know who I’d be without them. I could never imagine a life without two, now three, older siblings in my life. They make things interesting ❤

It’s Complicated

When my friends ask why I still hang out with my best friend, why I still try so hard to connect to him when he acts like such a jerk to me, I say it’s complicated. It’s really not complicated… not at all actually.

My best friend and I had a great friendship in the beginning, seven years ago. We shared common interests and liked spending time together, and just talking to one another. I learned to depend on him and to trust him. I opened up to him like I’d never thought I could open up to anyone. He didn’t reciprocate. Not saying that he didn’t at all, but he was not as invested as I was… And that’s where it kind of went downhill… when you’re in any relationship, friendship or otherwise, when the give and take is unequal, problems are bound to arise. And that’s exactly what happened.

I became too dependent, and he just wanted space. I respected that, I really did… except, I didn’t know how to let go or give him space. So our friendship quickly went from healthy and fun, to tumultuous in the blink of an eye. There is no isolated incident where this happened, and I’ve come to realize that it was neither of our faults. It was both our faults that we let it carry on so terribly, and it was our faults for staying in the destructive friendship–I couldn’t let go, and he didn’t have the heart to push me away.

It took me a long time to realize that we were growing separately as people, and maybe trying to keep our friendship alive was more detrimental than it was beneficial. Honestly, I’m not fully accepting of this concept yet, I’m taking my time slowly figuring it out. I know I’ve grown a lot, I’ve become much more independent and happier. I don’t really know how he’s doing, but I can guarantee that he’s doing better than when we kept trying to make our friendship work… trying to stay best friends.

I have no doubt that one day, I’m not sure when, we’ll meet up again and talk. We’ll realize how much we needed the time apart (which is fairly easy because he goes to school in California while I’m in New York), and be grateful that we may be able to come back together and form a different type of friendship. Whether it will be as strong or not, that’s up in the air… But I look forward to how it will turn out.

I am eternally grateful for my best friend. He’s helped me grow as a person. He helped me figure out a lot of things, that I may or may not have realized without him in my life. Overall, as dysfunctional as our friendship became, there are so many times that I don’t think I could have possibly moved forward without it my life.

So yeah, maybe the reason why I stick around is a little complicated, but no more so than why anyone sticks around for anything. I saw, and still see, the value of our friendship. However, I’ve reached to the point where I will stick around, but I won’t be sucked into trying to fix it anymore.


Entering the Job Market

The other day my brother sent me some files with advice for interviewing, and writing resumes and cover letters. He noted, that it was for “anyone who’s in the job market,” which included a bunch of my cousins. The first thing I felt when I read those words was panic and anxiety.

I am still currently a college student; so the idea that entering the job market is nearing, terrifies me. I am well aware that in a little over a year, I will be finished with my undergraduate degree, and will have to find a job. I will be as my brother said, entering the job market.

However, my panic and anxiety doesn’t stem from the uncertainty of life after college, it stems from the fact that I am now grouped with my siblings and cousins. They are all hitting their 30s, and I’ve just begun my 20s. I have always been considered the “baby” of the family, except the baby’s grown into an adult now. That’s what scares me.

Reaching adulthood is a natural process, it’s bound to happen no matter how much we dread it. Unfortunately, nothing ever thoroughly prepares you for it.

Personally, I’ve been in school for a majority of my life. The only jobs I’ve held were summer employment and my work study jobs. This limits my ability to have a strong resume, I mean, I basically hold no work experience. I’ve had to beef up my resume using extracurricular activities, but it’s still flimsy. The sad part about all of this is that most entry level jobs, and even internships (summer ones included) prefer experience. How am I supposed to enter with experience when the job I am applying for is supposed to be the one to give me experience?

It’s frustrating, and nerve-wracking. Especially waiting for a reply of sorts after submitting the application… Then, when the call comes, and an interview is set up, it’s even more unsettling because now the ball’s rolling, and it’s down to the final few applicants that are considered. I feel like entering the job market is entering a competition of the fittest, those who are most qualified without being over qualified.

I wish anyone who shares my position the best of luck! I will share my experiences if I do happen to land one of the internships I’ve applied to.


Unfinished Business

I don’t know what it is, but I often leave things unfinished; especially when it comes to my writing. I never lack ideas or excitement to put the ideas down on paper, but at some point I just stop. It’s one of those: “I’ll take a break and come back later,” or “I’ll finish this eventually.” But truth be told, I rarely return to the project, and if I do, I end up changing the story or poem into something completely different–a new thought.

It’s not that I don’t remember what my original idea was, my problem is that I forget where I was heading before I stopped. I can’t seem to continue because ideas and thoughts race through my brain all the time, so when it comes time to return to the project at hand… Poof! There goes the original plan!

For this unfortunate reason, I have yet to complete any multi-chaptered or multi-part story. I loathe the fact that I have so many unfinished pieces and so little to show for the years I’ve spent trying to write a story I can be proud of.

All the unfinished business makes me lose faith in myself, and in my capabilities. It is everything I’ve left unaccomplished that leaves me ignorant to all the things I HAVE done. All my accomplishments are hidden behind the obstacles of my unfinished business.


SnapChat, Instagram, and all those other photo apps

Recently I’ve installed SnapChat and Instagram onto my iPhone. Admittedly, that probably wasn’t the best idea… Then again, hindsight is always 20/20.

I did not anticipate for it to make me one of those people, you know, the ones who take pictures of themselves making faces, or the ones who take pictures while posing in the mirror. I especially did not expect myself to be one of those people to take pictures of her food! Although, in my defense… the food thing rarely occurs because my first thought is to eat it, not post it online.

But alas, that is the fate of joining in on such trends. I should have known that it was inevitable to fall into the same traps as all the other people that use these apps. In fact, I generally don’t even take pictures or videos… it’s not my style… at least it wasn’t.

I don’t know how exactly I feel about the change in my actions. I’m not sorely disappointed… just more surprised than anything. Well, that’s a lie. I’m slightly disappointed because I’m turning into the type of person that I usually acknowledge with disdain. Oh well… at least I don’t hashtag inappropriately on websites that don’t support it as a feature (Instagram on Facebook should be voided simply because it was not intended for Facebook in the first place).