Day Twenty: Wrap It Up

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unrelated: me being weird as usual πŸ˜‹

As we wind down the course, let’s wrap things up and look forward. Some final prompts to choose from:

  • Publish a course wrap-up: What did you enjoy or dislike?
  • Describe an assignment or writing session in which you experienced an “aha!” moment.
  • As I continue blogging, I plan to …
  • 5, 10, 20 years from now …

I absolutely loved this writing course. Because of the variety in assignments, it really pushed me out of the box and showed me new ways to approach a post.

I felt the different structures were valuable because I was able to learn the concepts by putting it into practice. Because it was sort of like a challenge, it pushed me to not skip a day and go through it as a sequence.

I thought the homework assignments were great ideas, but I wasn’t able to accomplish them (like the collaborative guest post) because I mostly set aside a 5-10 minute window per day to work on these. 

When I give myself topics to write on, I definitely will give myself more time and plan out my writing process accordingly.

I think overall, my biggest takeaways were:

  1.  Engaging readers with stories from my daily life, helping me develop a storytelling voice
  2. Using my other social media to enhance the posts
  3. Using images and graphics like my personal photos off my phone to help tell the story visually
  4. Playing with short and long posts, as well as lists

As I continue blogging, I plan to use what I’ve learned about style, formatting, and approach to tackle some of the topics I’ve been wanting to write about like how to develop habits, book reviews, hot-button topics, and general recaps of interesting parts of my day/life.

5-10 years from now, I hope my blog will develop into an all-inclusive look into my life that will add massive value to my readers. I hope to develop my personal brand that allows me to reach the maximum amount of people so that I can make enough of an impact.

I also hope to develop my brand as a platform to help me achieve some of my other goals and network with other like minded people. Perhaps I’ll even be able to find some amazing mentors along the way πŸ™‚

Day Nineteen: Feature a Guest

For those who didn’t reach out to someone, publish a roundup of great reads: blog posts you’ve enjoyed this week and want to share with your followers. Don’t worry about word count or the number of items to include β€” just focus on sharing posts you’ve read and loved.

My 3 reads for August πŸ“š

I didn’t collab for a post, due to time constraints and just overall procrastination, tbh. I will, however, give a roundup of books I want to read in the future.

Luckily, my Audible wish-list is pretty inclusive of the books I have my eyes on.

Let me know if you have any other recommendations for my to-read list! πŸ™‚

Day Eighteen: Compose a Series of Anecdotes

Today, tell a story through a series of anecdotes (also called vignettes): short, episodic scenes or moments that together read as variations on the same theme. They can each be as short or long as you see fit β€” they don’t have to be the same length β€” but they need a common feature to tie them together, whether it’s a repeated phrase, a similar setting, a literary device, or the appearance of the same person.

Unrelated: the Coldplay concert we went to this weekend ✨

I remember the first time I used the phrase, I was teaching some friends how to do a backflip. It was back in high school around 2007. I had learned how to land one after three months of training, once a week for 2-3 hours per session. Now, a handful of my friends were asking me to help train them.

“I can’t do it, it’s just so difficult,” my friend said.

“Not with THAT attitude… 😏” I retorted.
In college, I was trying to convince my close dancer friend to audition for a competitive collegiate dance team with me. The audition process, we heard, was extremely difficult. 

Better dancers than us didn’t make it past the audition process. Not only that, we were competing against more experienced and talented dancers for a handful of coveted spots. It took her a full week of convincing and spamming across several mediums (text, Facebook, and a few others).

She kept giving me the same excuse, “I don’t think I’m good enough!”

“Not with THAT attitude! 😏” I said mockingly.

Interestingly enough, that was our team name for the audition, and we both made the team!😁
Whenever someone tells me they can’t do something, my automatic response is to give them the catchphrase I’m wildly known for:

“Not with THAT attitude!”

Day Seventeen: A Map as Your Muse

Today, let a map be your muse. Select an area anywhere in the world on Google Maps (or your preferred online map tool), or a section on a paper map, and use this as inspiration for your post.

For this post I wanted to use my hometown of Fremont, CA. Particularly, this is the area where I grew up for most of my life until I graduated from high school.


I’ve numbered the map using Snapchat as an image editor, haha πŸ˜‚ #resourcefulness 

  1. This is where I went to Elementary school at Warm Springs Elementary. I also lived with my stepdad, grandparents, and some aunts and uncles in the house. We lived here until about mid-elementary school.
  2. We moved to this small apartment in an older part of Fremont on Thornton Ave. I remember taking a couple of hours after school to take the public bus home. I would take one bus to the BART station then transfer to the line that took me home. At this point, my CD player filled with my anime OST was my best friend haha. I listened to music a lot.
  3. From middle school to high school, we moved in with this guy my mom married to an apartment closer to school. During high school after my little brother Jacob was born, we moved to this house across the street from my high school, Irvington HS. It was super convenient being able to walk to school in 5 minutes πŸ‘πŸΌ
  4. When I left to Irvine for college, my mom moved out of David’s house after they were separated and moved to Mission Blvd into a small apartment with my sister. When I came home for breaks, I would stay there with them. My brother would also be with my mom for a couple hours until his dad picked him up.
  5. From mid college until I moved back home, my sister moved into an apartment on Automall (which I consider the center of Fremont as I know it). I would stay with my dad when I came back and also moved in with them for the year after I graduated college. I would go to work in SJ, workout with my dad at the gym down the street, and sleep on the living room couch. I did this for almost a year until I paid off all my student loans.

Since then, I’ve been in SoCal for two years, my mom moved back in with Jacob’s dad, my sister took over my dads apartment and lives with roommates, and my dad and step mom and brother Daniel live in Santa Clara. 

All in all, the Bay Area has always been my home and I can’t see that changing, no matter how far I live or where I travel 🌎❀️🏑

Thanks for reading! If you have any questions, comments, personal insights, or even feedback, I’d love to hear them in the comments! I read and respond to every comment πŸ™‚

Day Sixteen: Mine Your Own Material

We spend a lot of our time online, so what we see in places like Facebook and Twitter can lead to a deeper exploration on our own blogs. Today, dig through your online treasures as inspiration for a new post.

Here’s a gem that’s more of a remnant of what seems like a past life, haha πŸ˜…

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Back in the latter years of high school and my entire college career, dance was a huge part of my life.

In high school, I started dancing a bit my freshman year mostly because of my sister. She was always way more popular than I was, and I attributed a large part of that to her innate dance ability. 

So if dance = friends, something I had very little of, then why not learn? πŸ˜…

I wasn’t terrible, but it did feel pretty natural to learn choreography and perform onstage.

Sophomore and junior years, my dance growth was put to the side as I focused on a new hobby of mine: tricking.
Senior year, my sister and I joined a brand new dance company, Academy of Villains. It was an exciting endeavor being around so many high level freestyles and big names in choreography.

One of my biggest mentors and role models was CJ “Pharside,” the director. In terms of choreography, he was still up and coming. As for freestyle, he was in a league of his own.

For college, I went down to UCI for two primary reasons.

  1. I wanted to be away from home and in a new environment. I figured I would grow more outside my comfort zone and become more self sufficient.
  2. I knew SoCal’s dance community was distinct from NorCal but still very prominent. I wanted to learn and be immersed in it so I could bring it back to NorCal.

Four years later, I’ve gained so many invaluable dance experience with some of the most inspiring teams and dancers in Orange County.

Every team, project, and dance group had a different vibe and energy, but I’m extremely grateful for the experiences.

The groups I want to give a shout out to include: KASA Danceoff, Kaba Modern, Urban Motus, Project Groovement, KKAP, The Heist, Dreams Legacy, BBoys Anonymous, Seaside dancers, and Kaba Modern Legacy.

Although I’m not officially dancing with any groups or practicing on a consistent basis at the moment, I can’t say for sure that my dance career is over.

 I have some ideas and dance-related projects bouncing around in my head, so we’ll see if any of them manifest in future endeavors 😏

Thanks for reading! As usual, I’d love to hear from my readers. Any questions, thoughts, feedback, or comments in general. I read and respond to all comments 😊

Day Fifteen: Day Fifteen: Take a Cue from Your Reader

Today’s prompt:

β€œWe read to know we’re not alone.”
β€” William Nicholson, Shadowlands

Tell us about a book that opened your eyes when you were young.

Describe a life-changing experience with a book.

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My Instagram post pretty much sums up my first encounter with personal development and self-directed learning.

I was working at a government agency in DC right out of college for a summer. While wandering around, I came across a Barnes and Noble and decided to kill time by browsing books.

In a moment of serendipity, I stumbled upon a featured book on a bookshelf about eye-level. It had a bright red cover and a catchy title.

The book was “How to Win Friends and Influence People” by Dale Carnegie.

I picked up the book and started to skim a chapter or two. I remember thinking as I opened the book that I might be able to learn a some useful tactics I could apply to my career.

Two hours later, I was so immersed into the book and gained so much value out of the principles. It gave me so many “ah-ha!” moments about human psychology and people-skills.

Long story short I left the bookstore with two things:

  1. The idea that people skills, once sufficiently developed, practiced, and mastered, is one of the most useful and highest paying skills across many inustries.
  2. My own personal copy of the book πŸ˜πŸ“•

Since then, I’ve recommended the book to many of my closest friends and family, I’ve become addicted to daily self-education, and the practice has led me to have the most intellectual conversations with other people.

To this day, I’m still a huge advocate of reading and personal development. I believe that as this blog develops, it’ll start to incorporate personal development into its core. I am very passionate about helping people grow and learn to achieve what they believe is important to them. 

Thank you for reading! As always, I’d love to hear from you in the comments below. I read and respond to every comment 😁

Day Fourteen: Recreate a Single Day

Today’s prompt:

Write a post that takes place during a single day. Start at any point! The story can begin when you woke up, the middle of the day, or the end of the day.

  • Structure your post as a play-by-play (or hour-by-hour) account, complete with time markers.
  • Limit yourself even more: tell a story about one hour of your chosen day.
  • Talk about how one particular day changed your life.

Dont I look like im having a blast? πŸ˜…

A couple weekends ago, my girlfriend and I went rock climbing / bouldering at Sender One gym. We had purchased a Groupon for two for an hour-long beginner class that included all-day access to the gym.

Needless to say, we were excited. Neither of us had ever been but it was always on a list of activities we wanted to do together.

The check-in process wasn’t as smooth as I would’ve expected. We gave one associate our Groupon to scan, only to have another worker ask for it again. Diana had to go back to the car to retrieve it a second time.

As it got closer to our class time, probably 2 minutes before, we noticed everyone else had their harnesses and shoes on while nobody gave us ours. We hurriedly asked and finally got an attendant to assist us.

The lady asked for our shoe sizes, disappeared into the back room, and then reappeared with our gear. She said the climbing shoes ran small so we got one size higher. Even then, my shoes were painfully small.

We go to one of the training areas and began to learn how to tie a double figure-8 knot (I forgot the name), and then a fisherman’s knot. Both relatively easy to learn.

After that, we learned the correct form to belay with our partner. Not too much of a challenge.

At this point, the knuckle on my toes were in so much pain I had to go back to the front desk and get a size higher. Better, but still a bit too tight for my liking.

Next, we alternated climbing and belaying. Diana went first, I went second.

When I was up, I jokingly asked Diana if she could keep up with me πŸ˜‰ As soon as we got the signal to start, I began racing up as fast as I could.

Halfway to the top, I noticed there was a lot of slack on my rope. I glanced down and saw our instructor helping her out with her form. I guess she was having some trouble since she was still getting used to the form.

At that moment, I remembered that I’m actually pretty afraid of heights. I committed to not looking down and kept at a slow pace. 

When I finally reached the top, I had anxiety about letting go and rappelling back down. Eventually, I made it down safely. However, I decided I would stick to bouldering the rest of the time πŸ˜….

Overall, it was a fun experience and I wouldn’t be surprised if we went to a climbing gym again! 😁

Thanks for reading! As always, feel free to leave comments as I read and respond to all of them πŸ™‚