Ok so I'm not sure if you're wondering why I made the name of my blog "The Not-So-Average" life of me but if you are, this is how I see it..

I am seventeen years old. I have a full time job and not only that but I live in a room with my mom and sister, neither of which have a job. My sister has a mental illness that alters her perception of reality. I use to live with an abusive boyfriend. I've lived through a bunch of bullshit and I am currently a senior that is going to graduate and go to UCR.

I can't even recall how many times I have told myself life is not worth living but everytime I'm about to give up it's like God places angels right in front of me to keep me going. I know there are many many other people out there with lives that are a thousand times worse and I'm not trying to whine about mine. But I also know that I don't have what most would call a normal lifestyle.  If anything,  I'm glad I've been through everything I have because it has made me the strong young woman I am today.

One day I want to be one of the people I have told you about to someone else. I want to be that person that gives some struggling kid hope and strength to push forward and pursue their dreams.

Friends in High Places

This is my manager Michelle Rios!:) except she is way more than a manager to me, she is like my second mom. It's amazing how close we have grown in the past ten months. She looks out for me and my best interests. When I need an adult to turn to I usually go to her or my mom.

She is such a strong woman who has been through so much but still manages to put a smile on her face and be the best mom she can be for her kids. She taught me to love myself and never settle in life unless its for the best.

I can honestly say I have nothing but love and respect for this woman. If it wasn't for her I'm pretty sure I would still be stuck in an old nightmare and words cannot express how thankful I am that she was there for me through dark times when I thought I had no one.

Michelle is definately someone who makes life worth living to me. 

Best Friends

So for elementary school I went to Valley View over on Gramercy. When I was in fifth grade and we were about to go into Middle School everyone was going to Villegas and so was I... or so I thought!

My mom told me I was going to La Sierra Academy -_______- that place was like a freeken living hell! For sixth grade I HATED that school. Once I got into 7th grade I met my best friend Ana Gallego and I have to say I have some great memories because of her:)

We became friends and got really close because both of our parents were having problems. Mine ended up splitting up and hers stayed together but we were always there for each other no matter what. We have been inseperable ever since. People always assume we're sisters because we're ALWAYS together Lol
She brings out the best in me and encourages me to pursue my dreams and neved settle for less. I honestly think I would be a different person if she wasn't in my life. People say after high school you never keep any friends but I hope to God we always stay in contact.
She's the one person I feel I can completely trust and the only person who knows me better than myself. I can honestly say I would do anything for her. She is the number one person to me that makes my life worth living. I love her like a sister, with every part of my soul <3
And i never say cheesy gay shit like this but its true lol

Sister Love

I've never really been close with my sister.. we've never had that sibling relationship and we have never really gotten along. In late 2011 my sister, Ginelle, was diagnosed with major depressive disorder. She was in a mental hospital for a few weeks (location of the picture) and was eventually released with a list of medications to take. She seemed to get better but her illness returned with a vengeance. She is almost 21 and she has schizophrenia, making it hard for her to function normally in our social world. Not like she's really here anyways, she's out of touch with reality and I wonder if she'll ever come back. I wish I could go back to our childhood and be a better sister the past is the past, there's no reason to dwell on it when there's nothing I can do about it. If there's one thing she has taught me it's to do your best to be a good person and treat others with love and respect, you would be surprised how much your actions affect others. I love my sister to death and she's one of the people that make my life worth living.

Everyone Has That Special Someone

So at first I wasn't really sure of how to do this blog or what to write about.. I knew we had to make it about what makes life worth living but how do I put that in a blog? I guess I figured it out last night on my first blog post. I started out talking about my new car and ended up talking about my mom..

For me, what makes my life worth living, what makes me smile every day, and what motivates me to push forward are the people in my life.

So I decided to make my blog posts about these people!
Since I'm doing this on my phone I'm not sure how to put the pictures where I want them but this guy in the picture is my boyfriend Isaac:)

Ya I know, I've heard it before: you're only 17, you're still in highschool, you're gonna meet so many other guys. Uhh thanks for the reminder, I already know that!  Lol I don't want you thinking I'm some stupid teen like "omg i love my boo we're gonna be together forever!<3" but he does mean a lot to me.

I use to be in a very unhealthy, abusive relationship. My ex boyfriend use to cuss at me, lie to me, cheat on me, hit me, and treat me like dirt. I got so use to it I guess I forgot what a normal relationship was. Now I've been shown how I'm suppose to be treated and I feel like I'm actually worth something.

I've known Isaac since I was little and never in a million years would I have ever seen us together. But God works in mysterious ways, he must have put him in my life for a reason! I am truly blessed to have him:)

He helps me keep my head on straight and reminds me of simple things.. even though I'm sure he doesn't know he's doing it. Like for example I complain about my job 25/8 , or I complain about not having enough of this or that. He reminds me I need to be thankful for the shit that I do got and not worry about the shit I don't got..

I can keep going on about this but I think my post is getting too long and ur probably tired of reading ahah.. so ya that's it for now.. until next time!

Happy Easter

After a year of driving my piece of s***t '98 neon I have finally updated to my 2002 jetta!!!:) of course any car is better than no car and i was more than grateful last march when my mom bought me my first car .. but I was getting a bit tired of having to take my car to the shop all the time and having my car randomly turn off when I was driving:)
I guess all my hard work and long hours at Jack have paid off, not to mention all the time with my loved ones I have sacrificed to clean homeless people's shit and deal with snobby customers for 40 hours a week:) I know I complain a lot about my job but I guess it isn't so bad.. sometimes I need to remind myself to be thankful I even have a job. I'm the only one in my house with a real job and sometimes it sucks but I would do anything to help out and lessen the stress on my mom. I also complain a lot about my mom but I love her to death and I honestly don't know what I would do without her... she's gone to hell and back just to raise my sister and I. She reminds me that not everyone out there is bad and that there are some people with good hearts. It's nice to have a little money for myself but everything I do, I do for her.