52 Weeks of Gratitude Challenge – 3 Inspiring Women

I’ve never had a girl squad. By this, I mean that I’ve always had girl friends, but everyone has either been in a different city, state or country, and none of them really spent much time together because of this! I’m going to be talking about these girls in order of how long I’ve known them, my type of relationship with them, and what they mean to me. This doesn’t mean that I only feel this way about 3 of my friends, but there’ll be multiple opportunities throughout the year so to those of you who are reading this DON’T GET BUTTHURT MKAY? I’m looking at YOU Leo & Ken!! This post is meant to be weeks 5 & 8 and 11. Something someone gave you, express gratitude to 3 people and someone who inspires you.

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Outside of DNB after peeing our pants playing  one of those 4D zombie games  – November 2015

Jessica – My Cousin but not by blood but still by blood cuz who cares because I love her.

I’ve known Jess since practically birth. My mom and her family knew each other since before we were born and we kinda grew up together. I don’t remember too much of our childhood, other than pretending to be in the elephant graveyard scene in The Lion King but I remember always feeling like family. Her uncle/my uncle made up the nickname “Shuringring” and I’ve always loved it. There’s always something about filipino nicknames that make me laugh and I’m pretty sure 90% of my family on my mom’s side still call me Shuri. BESIDES THE POINT THOUGH.

I didn’t go to the same school with her until high school but always saw each other at family parties and her friends were always nice to me even though I was so weird and awkward. One thing I always think of about her is how Jess hasn’t changed…. like at ALL. She’s still the same person I remember from years ago. She’s always been a kind person but assertive when she needs to be, genuinely cares about other people, honest (she don’t mess around), she is easily pleased, is an amazing listener (one time she let Ali give her a google maps tour of Glasgow for like 3 hours), and is a huge inspiration to me.

Our relationship was always like, “let’s not talk for like 5 months but then talk for 10 hours straight when we finally catch up.” It’s more than just “right back where we started” but I’m not sure how to describe it. It never feels like we’ve stopped keeping in touch. Now, we message each other more often, still not all the time but I always get so excited to hear from her! I’m trying to convince her to move here so we’ll see how far we get LOL.

She inspires me because when she says she’s gonna do something, she does it! She’s ran at least a mile every single day since I can remember her starting it. She visited me and Ali with her fiancé in 2015 over Christmas and was the first person to just be like WE’RE COMING!! Not that people purposely avoid us, but she was the first one to visit from the states and that meant a lot to me. I’ll always admire her for her free spirit and how much joy she brings whenever you’re around her!

This one time Jess bought me an Ursula decal for my laptop 😀

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Hanging out in her pool on a hot summer day. This is a direct quote from the caption of this picture btw  “Ha! She brings the funny out of me! She knows me like a book, she’s honestly the best, even when she yells at me it’s for my own good.” YUP.

Kim – My lifelong friend that I yell at because I’m trying to protect her but she’s stubborn as frick and doesn’t listen lmao.

I’ve known Kim since elementary school. We were best friends and had a group of friends and we pretended to be the spice girls. She was baby spice. I’M GINGER. I’M ALWAYS GINGER. We were in almost all of the same classes (I think) and we also hated each other in middle school for reasons I can’t even remember. We have so many funny memories and to this day I still remember really embarrassing stories and I have to let her know right away and ruin her day. Two banana small strawberries.

Kim is the type of person who will do anything and everything for her friends and family. She’s a hard worker, a great listener, and does her best to make you feel comfortable and loved. She’s the definition of unconditional love, cares for others and even though it frustrates me because I can be protective of her, she still persists and will be there for those people she cares about.

When I was wedding planning, she drove from an hour and a half away to spend hours upon hours making things for Ali’s and my wedding… was that sentence grammatically correct? Whenever I visit her, she knows that hotlinks need to be involved because when we were kids, I used to go to her birthday parties and there’d always be hotlinks.. so tradition continues and now we’re almost 30 and less tolerant of spicy food LOL. Well maybe I am because UK. She has the patience of a saint for the most part and never really complained when her sister and I would tease her for just being Kim. LISTEN. DON’T JUDGE ME, THINGS ARE DIFFERENT WHEN YOU’RE FAMILY AND EVERYONE UNDERSTANDS EACH OTHER’S HUMOR LOL.

Our relationship has always been weird. She is like a sister to me and she pisses me off so much because she doesn’t listen to me but I’m sure I piss her off even if she won’t show it because I am stubborn and bossy. She’s bossy as frick too so that’s probably why we used to annoy each other so much hahaha! Basically she’s the Kimmy to my DJ.

Kim inspires me because she is so persistent and is so driven both in her career and life. She doesn’t give time to BS and just pushes through everything life throws her way.

This one time Kim bought me a dress because I bought her makeup.

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Showing her a nice view of San Jose. Apparently I didn’t love her enough to look at the camera she was facing. February 2013

Mack – One of my newest friends but knows me more than most and we talk about poop and cats a lot.

Mack is one of my most recent friends and we’ve only met once in person and met online. She lives in New Zealand and on a trip to LA, the same time Ali was over from Scotland in 2013, she took a bus all the way up to San Jose to see us and it was the funnest 24 hours LOL. We took her on a tour of SJ, fed her my mom’s bbq, took her to Oakridge, and made her inhale food at Evergreen Inn.

Mack is the type of woman who is very compassionate and puts everyone else’s needs before her own. She does her best to be there for whoever needs her whether it’s for a ranting session or deep conversation. She is an extremely hard worker, persistent, kind, and the least judgmental person I know.

We talk every single day (kinda). It’s basically like a bromance but not really because like the girls above, she is family to me.  We have many inside jokes and a lot of them are poop jokes. We both send each other cat memes and cry face emojis because that means that we’re pet deprived and need cats STAT but we don’t have any so we live through other people on Instagram. My personal fave kitty is Tingeling.

She inspires me because she is just a good person. If there was ever a good person in the world, it’s Mack. She is so respectful and understanding it’s unreal sometimes. I can tell her something I am hating about myself at any point in time and she’ll understand how I feel and can relate a lot of what I’m going through. She also understands my need for poop space in a big group and only one bathroom. I NEED MY PRIVACY AND POOP SPACE!

This one time Mack sent me a package full of cute stuffed animals and Kiwi goodies. I miss those bacon ring chips too.

All of these women inspire me to be strong and help me remember to be myself in different ways. They are all very similar in that they’re all the type of people who are kind, generous, and put up with whatever comes out of my mouth but what I love most about them is that they are hard workers and do all they can to take care of themselves and those around them. Also all the girls love Disney soooooooooooo THERE YA GO! LOVE YOU!!!!

52 Weeks of Gratitude Challenge – My Husband

I am REALLY excited to talk about him and express how thankful I am that he is the person I am sharing the rest of my life with… unless becoming a vampire turns into a thing and then we shall be IMMORTAL AND LIVE FOR ALL ETERNITY IN THE DARK SINCE WE’RE NIGHT OWLS ANYWAY. BTW this is supposed to be week 2.

My husband Ali is a Scottish guy from Glasgow. We met online almost 8 years ago and were friends for a few years. If there’s anything I’ve learned about him, it’s that he has the patience of a saint and is the best listener I’ve ever come across. He genuinely cares about others and will do anything he can to help those who need it.

I don’t speak about this much, but I grew up Catholic and HATED going to church. I always felt like I was forced to go because I was a stubborn little brat (now I’m just stubborn) and didn’t like the idea of having to wake up early, get dressed up, and leave the house… aaaand I’m still that way.  It wasn’t until I was about 17 years old where something clicked and I realized that it wasn’t just about me. I don’t know how to explain it but there was a point where I just felt like I had to join choir to understand everything. I joined, met my church family, sang every Sunday, attended a youth group meeting or two, and went to one of the big retreats as a leader. Then I turned 21, liked to ~party~ and basically just became a young adult without a care in the world and in some ways forgetting what I stand for.

During my cool kid party years, I got to know some protestant people who made Christianity look bad and started to resent Christianity because the people I met and saw on TV believed that God hated gays, hated minorities, and hated whatever is different from people like those in these certain groups. How could I ever associate myself with people who promote so much negativity and hate? This was so confusing for me as someone who was always taught to love and to forgive even though for me, forgiveness has always been hard for me.

I am not a perfect Christian. I couldn’t quote any verses from the bible by heart or memorize the names of the books and recite them in order, but what Ali did was teach me that it is about my relationship with God that matters. He has shown me that true Christianity is about showing love towards others, compassion, and not bringing people down because someone is different. I have already known this and have followed this both inside and outside of religious beliefs, but have struggled with my faith for this exact reason. I thought that most (if all) Christians believed that my loved ones were all the scum of the earth just because of who we are and that was the only impression I ever saw from people I’ve met (outside of my Catholic church) and certain groups in the media.

When I met Ali, I saw respect and unconditional care for others regardless of how he might have been treated. When I eventually visited him in 2012, I met the communii-5gnB6SS-XLty he grew up with in Glasgow who were all incredibly welcoming and not once were any beliefs or agendas shoved in my face.  It felt right and I understood why Ali is the way he is. He had a big support system who were always there for him spiritually. When he moved over to California with me in 2013, we went to premarital counselling at a non-denominational church that we found together and even took my mom to some of the Sunday services (which she enjoyed) and still went to my church that I grew up in from time to time. Now, here in Manchester, we have been looking for a church that feels right and it’s been a couple of years of going to different churches and I think we found one… that’s beside the point though.

I thank Ali for a lot of things. I thank him for being kind to me, for always supporting me, for loving me, for being by my side, for treating me with respect, for having a sense of humor, for putting up with my stubbornness but hardly ever thank him for bringing me back to my faith. So THANK YOU my love. Thank you for being patient with my growth in faith and for understanding that it’s hard for me to speak about these things. I love you so much and I am so grateful to have you in my life.

Rambling Intro – Homesick Diary

I can’t get my thoughts out when I’m physically writing so hopefully typing will make things easier. For the last couple of days I have been feeling very homesick. It’s nothing new, I’ve been struggling a lot with that this year but this time it hit me suddenly and I couldn’t stop crying all night. Any little thing that reminded me of how much I missed home bothered me and made me teary or I had to stop doing whatever it was that I was doing at the time.

It probably didn’t help that I was listening to “love songs” which is something I normally do! I love feeling all lovey dove-y when I’m writing, brainstorming, or planning out my week but it’s almost as if I had a breakup with all my friends and family because I don’t see them or hear from them as much as I want to. IT’S NOT ANYONE IN PARTICULAR’S FAULT, I blame it on time. That’s also not true because I know that I’m not on the top of the friendship priority list and I’m also an asshole so I’ll explain that more later.

To those who don’t know me, I am from California, my husband is from Scotland, and we fell in love and moved to England soon after we got married. I had visa issues in 2015 and after lots of stress and tears, we now are able to live in the same country and don’t have to worry about that issue for now.

We are visiting California for Thanksgiving and it’s nearly 70 days away but by then I wouldn’t have seen my friends and family for 15 months. This is the first time I’ve ever been away for over a year. I’m just going to say that I realize people have it much worse, but this is the first time I’m having to live through this so SHH. I feel like if I had friends near (those in the US and UK) it would make things much easier. I feel like if I was able to go back home every 6 months I’d be able to manage fine but we simply can’t afford it and don’t have the time. What hurts me most is thinking about the holidays. I always stayed home on Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Year hanging out with my mom. My siblings were always invited round to their friends so sometimes they’d leave. I personally didn’t feel like it was appropriate (for me) to leave the house unless we were all going to another relative’s house to celebrate (I did have close friends come over as well so it’s not as “sad” as it sounds, haha). So when I think about not going home and not being able to spend time with my family, I think specifically about my parents hanging out and doing nothing LOL. As dumb as that sounds, it’s what I imagine and it makes me sad. My parents usually have plans when we’re all out but the thought of it really upsets me. Going home for Thanksgiving was such a big deal and when I told my mom she was so happy and was so shocked she needed to just sit in her car and not drive. I didn’t know she was out at the time and thankfully she was just sitting in the parking lot. She said she was so excited that her heart was pounding. We’re having a huge feast when visit so that makes me happy!

Aside from being homesick around the holidays, I really miss spending time with my siblings. We always had fun playing together when we were younger and even though we fight a lot (as WE ALL DO) we are pretty close. AT LEAST I THINK SO. IF YOU GUYS EVER READ THIS YOU BETTER FEEL THE SAME. Anyway, even in my early 20s, and them in their teens, we’d have so much fun playing board games or video games to the point where we’re all screaming. I’m super competitive but we know it’s all for fun because even though I end up rage punching the couch because they are purposefully sabotaging me, we laugh about it immediately after.  It’s not like it wasn’t the other way around, my sister and I would team up on my brother to make him lose because even though he was the youngest he was somehow still better than us?! UGH. Even though my cooking has evolved since 2 years ago I miss cooking for them too! I also miss making them watch scary movies so I can laugh at them when they jump.  I MISS EVERYTHING.

Here’s where friendships come in. We’re all adults now, we all have our own lives and I get that. What I don’t understand is why I feel like I’m pushed to the side or an afterthought? Sometimes I feel like I’m putting in everything I can (and yes I’ve brought this up before) and helping to the best of my knowledge but still not be asked how my days was. With some people it’s like “help me!” and when I need a shoulder they’re not there. When I want to have a quality friendship time skype call people are too busy? There’s also times where I say “You can always come to me!” but I never hear from them LOL. Here’s why I feel like I’m an asshole too: I know I haven’t been a good friend to some people lately. I posted on my fb that I have no excuse other than trying to stay productive and distract myself from dealing with a bunch of crap that is out of my control but that is an entirely different story. I feel bad and I don’t know how to explain how I feel about these situations other than I’m so damn lonely and would like to have one group of people remember that I exist but also a jerk who doesn’t want to talk to another group of people *because* I’m going through a tough time. Can I just blame this on distance and the time difference? I’m going to because I feel like it LOL. I know the real answer to these questions but sometimes I just want to rant and say everything.

These are just my rambling thoughts, I don’t know how to process or further explain how I feel. I think writing everything down and posting to my blog will help me figure out crap and hopefully I won’t be as homesick? EHHHH. Anyway, thanks for reading my post especially if you made it this far, jeez!!

❤ Gloria

Why is the term “mixed weight” even a thing?!

I posted this video today and the response has been pretty awesome so far. I want to say 99.99% of the feedback has been positive. Most people have never even heard of the term but everyone agrees that it’s stupid and shouldn’t even be a thing. Maybe we can just veto it like Regina George and just say “It’s NOT going to happen.”

Enjoy the video! I’m happy I was able to speak about this and hopefully the person who requested it will have some relief about the subject.

I OFFICIALLY Live in the UK!

So much has happened in the last year and to be honest I’ve been very quiet about it for most of it. It feels incredibly amazing to say that I finally live in the UK with my husband. We’ve been going through this visa process for a while and it was such a long wait but I finally have it and we can move forward! I can take my life off of PAUSE and do what I want and need to do. Before anyone asks, I can’t give any advice on how to go about getting a visa. The best and *only* advice I can give is to speak to a lawyer. We live in Manchester and I absolutely love it here. I love how gloomy, rainy, stormy, and COLD it is! People from the UK always ask if I miss my California weather, but I DON’T. I LOOOOOVE California and it’s my home, but I hate the heat and where I grew up, we didn’t have an air conditioner so it made it worse. Boob sweat for days.

I posted a video about Ali having to leave to the UK without me 3 weeks ago.  Normally, I am pretty private but I posted the video because I couldn’t hold it in anymore and I really did want to share what was going on because:

1. I was hurting so much because I had absolutely no idea when I’d be able to see him again.
2. I thought my subbies deserve to know
3. I needed to vent

The amount of love and support we received from everyone was so AWESOME. It was good to know that we still had support from everyone even though I’ve been absent on YouTube for the most part over what feels like most of this year. The main purpose of this post is that I’m just excited to be back here and excited to be able to film and interact with everyone as much as possible. I have some fun ideas written out and hopefully after I conquer this jet lag I’ll be able to GIT TO WORK!! I’M SO EXCITED! YAY!!

Marriage Advice From Evil Stepmother & Stepsisters LOL

This is the fourth video from our honeymoon, WAAAH SAD! I really wish I got to film more of it but we have a ton of pictures so that makes me happy. I was sooo freakin excited to be one of like 3 married couples without children at a character dinner lmao! I thought it would be so much fun to ask each character for marriage advice and it was! I’m sad that Gus Gus wasn’t there though… or Lucifer. BUT YEAH I WANNA DO CHARACTER DINING FOREVER. You can find my personal vlogs here 🙂