I don’t know why it took me this long to realize that having a blog was the missing piece to my creative outlet. I want to share the thoughts that want to flow out of my fingertips in the middle of the night, or the idea that sprung itself into my mind on the bus ride home. I want to share the way an album made me feel during a particular season, the emotions evoked from a film, or the journey I experienced by flipping the pages of a book. I want to share my aspirations, dreams, and everything it’s going to take to get there. I want to write about my adventures, and the ones I’m craving to have. I am going to share my life on this blog, because our stories are bound to intertwine. If there is anything I have learned from listening to another’s favorite song, or their favorite scene in a movie, or how their words jumble when they speak about their passions, or their intuitions in their frailest moments, is that we are more alike than I ever thought possible. To think we all pass each other on the sidewalk, each with an individual tale to tell, and I can’t help but wonder if we’re all after the same thing. I like reading other’s stories and thoughts, so I hope you enjoy reading mine.
I’ll start with an about me post, I’ll keep this one short and quick to the point, the rest of my blog will I’m sure speak for itself in explaining who I am. My name is Dafne, I was born on the first day of Spring, March 20th. My parents named me after a Spring Fairy, and if you’re familiar with Greek mythology, Daphne was a nymph who turned into a tree. Also, daffodills bloom as the season nears, and it so happens that my favorite color is coincidentally yellow. That’s where my blog name came from too, in case you were curious.
I’m currently in my third year of college at the University of North Texas. I’m originally from the suburbs of Austin, my family moved there from Juarez, Mexico when I was in second grade. I’m fluent in Spanish, and one of my favorite perks about that is broadening my music sphere. Majority of my extended family are in Mexico, and I only get to see them once or twice a year, if at all, so I am constantly missing them. My parents are my role models and I wouldn’t be who I am without them, I hope to grow up and be as protective and intelligent as my father, and as loving and optimistic as my mother. I have two younger siblings who I would give the world to. My sister is a senior in high school, but she’ll always be the ten year old who let me construct stories with while we played barbies, and my brother is a junior now, but will forever remain as the 6 year old who started kicking a soccer ball bigger than his head and played video games with me until the sun rose. We have a 13 year old Pomeranian named Luna, who is the love of our lives. She’s been in my life for as long as my memory can take me back to, and she’s been my longest known friend. This is my immediate family, and part of what makes me who I am. But, of course there’s more.
As I mentioned, I’m on my third year of college. I’m majoring in Public Relations, minoring in Leadership of Communities and Non Profit Organizations. Ideally, I want to find a career in the Non Profit sphere, writing, speaking, creating a relationship with the public and bringing the attention to something, a cause, an organization that I’m passionate about is how I want to make a living. But what do I do when my hands aren’t cramping from homework, studying for never ending quizzes and giving up my soul and part of my brain in order to achieve this?
Well, I Netflix as much as the next person does in between it all. But I spend majority of my free time writing and reading, one of my New Year’s resolutions was to finish 100 books this year, and to get enough of my book written in order to get someone to read and get the feel of it. I do want to publish a book before I die, and I want it change and impact others the way authors have done so for me.
I wouldn’t function properly without a morning work out every other day. I don’t even set a timer, my body wakes up at 7:45 a.m., even when class or work doesn’t start until 3 p.m. I don’t have a car, never have, and as much as I would love one, I’ve also been kind of thankful. I literally walk everywhere, anything less than 3 miles is walking distance. I took up water coloring last year, I’ve always sketched and doodled, but wanted to take it up a notch. It’s been a slow process. On a rainy weekend, or on Sundays, when I have an excuse to not go out and instead lay bundled in my bed, I marathon anime, if I’m not watching a film that is a must-see before you die type thing. Sundays also ties in the Lord into my life. I didn’t have Him with me for the past 19 years, it’s been a change that I’m really grateful for. I try my best to read my bible every day, but it doesn’t always work out the way. But, He’s impacted me, because I think about Him. It’s strange to imagine a time when I didn’t talk to Him, or see Him in the world around me, and sometimes I still forget to. It’s a new chapter of my life that I’m still learning and experiencing, but I’m glad He found me.
Well, I love music and I spend majority of my money on concert tickets, I can’t remember the last time I bought myself clothes. I usually have a concert to always look forward to. I organize my playlists and make CD’s for people I love when I’m bored. Music is a part of my life constantly. I listen to it while I read on the bus, while I walk to class, while I do homework, while I cook, while I write, while I get ready, while I’m dancing, while I’m going to sleep, while I’m working out. Seriously, I’m going to be deaf by forty. I could write about music for hours, so I’ll save that for another post.
Lately my desire to travel has sky rocketed as much as my passions to write about it. I want to see at least one new place every year, especially the countries that have caught my interests, and lately that has been the Middle East. I’ve watched almost every documentary on Netflix, because my brain has been yearning to consume as much information about the world as much as it possibly can. It has made me an expert on the Geography category on Trivia at least for now.
I’m beginning to ramble, I said this was going to be short, but I still didn’t even get to write everything I wanted to. My friends, my best and worst experiences and memories that have shaped me, favorite movies, albums, color, animals, season, or how obsessed I am with D.C. comics, but I think my blog will be able to show all of that in due time. So I hope you’ll look forward to what my mind has to offer. Overall, I guess the point of all of this was for you to get a peek about who I am, the version I want you to see, but you’ll soon learn that I’m as corrupt, lost, confused, excited, happy, lonesome, smothered, dreaming, grateful, blessed, but simultaneously in love with life all the same as you.