The What If’s

It is 8:36 PM on a cloudy cold Thursday. I am buried under textbooks and paper work, stressed out about deadlines and what ifs? I couldn’t even tell you where I am about to start…

That’s a lie. I’m starting here. Sorry homework and work you’re on the back burner. No, I am not a procrastinator but recently I just see the “DUE” tomorrow more as “DO” tomorrow. Typically, I am a very motivated individual and get things done way ahead of time, but this, being my last term of school I am drastically lacking in that department. So much, that in fact yesterday I found myself cleaning out my sock drawer. Usually people refer to this as an analogy but I was literally matching various colors of polka dot socks.

The lack of motivation initially came upon me this Tuesday when my professor asked who read the 3 chapters (102 pages) of the textbook this weekend and the assigned cases. Now, first off let me give you the background of my week. I work full-time while also taking 20 credits. A full-time student is defined as being enrolled in 15 credits. As a organization guru with a knack of planning ahead, my schedule is prearranged to the point of when I shower. Take those 102 pages of dry, boring and long textbook readings which were to be read as of Tuesday and schedule that into my weekend. Realistically, it was read or shower and eat. We all know which won…

Did I feel bad? I mean sure, I paid $227 for that textbook. I’m practically costing myself money. Then this morning, my professor shows an hour long YouTube video on compassion for a history of globalization class. Keep in mind this is the same teacher who introduced the class with a twenty seven minute South Park clip. Is college the biggest scam or is that just what the articles persuade me to believe? Sometimes I take a step back and again, wonder the what if’s..

For example:

What if I was to approach my teacher and hand him an invoice for $94.45 essentially asking for a refund of the time it took away from my learning. That South Park episode I watched with my brother a year ago (which was completely inappropriate to show at a University) should not be an acknowledged form of academia.


What if I assigned my professor with readings from new technological companies on articles which are benefiting the future generation instead of cases that happened a hundred years ago. Sorry you do not know what a 3D printer is, or the basic fact of how to mute your cellular device during class.

The what if ‘s can be transformed into a business term which we refer to as opportunity costs. If this, than what are you giving up. Here is a question I have for you; if you were given the power to change one thing in the world, whether it be for you or someone else, what would it be and why?

Now, some of you might be thinking: I wish money did not control my life and make decisions for me, while others are wishing for world peace and yes, spring is right around the corner ladies so some of you are wishing for that perfect bikini body while consuming a mass amount of pizza.

Let’s back up a second, I am straying away from my main issue in this post, and that is my lack of motivation. But is it something that can be hindered or in my case demotivating me in these situations. Here I am, writing a fairly lengthy blog post in a matter of an hour but if you were to put my homework in front of me I would run and maybe even come clean out your sock drawer. The biggest question I have for you is; HOW do you motivate yourself? What transforms an awful agenda into something that you can look forward to?

I had lunch with a good friend today and she put it in perspective for me; you’re either all in or not and our generation is so obsessed with that idea essentially leading to addiction. Am I addicted to motivation? Is that possible? Who knows.  Now, she also told me don’t be too busy making a living that you forget to make a life. It’s like she wants to be a psychologist or something (funny that I say that, it’s her major).

Thinking back on it, she could not have pinpointed it better.

Motivation can come from all sorts of things. However, it is up to you to grasp onto it and keep it.




The King’s Dream

Martin Luther King Jr.

 August 28th, 1963.

250,000 people marched in Washington D.C.

All to hear ONE man speak. Some call him MLK, old friends call him M.L. and new friends call him Martin Luther King Jr.

I however, refer to him as the King.

To be apart of something that is bigger than yourself is by far the most inspiring action one can take. As a national civil rights leader and economic justice activist he changed the world for the better. The most powerful aspect of his movements is the fact that nothing was done with hate, but rather LOVE.

Here is an excerpt from a speech the King gave in 1956:

For many years I have longed to be able to come to see you. I have heard so much of you and of what you are doing. I have heard of the fascinating and astounding advances that you have made in the scientific realm. I have heard of your dashing subways and flashing airplanes. Through your scientific genius you have been able to dwarf distance and place time in chains. You have been able to carve highways through the stratosphere. So in your world you have made it possible to eat breakfast in New York City and dinner in Paris, France. I have also heard of your sky scraping buildings with their prodigious towers steeping heavenward. I have heard of your great medical advances, which have resulted in the curing of many dread plagues and diseases, and thereby prolonged your lives and made for greater security and physical well-being. All of that is marvelous. You can do so many things in your day that I could not do in the Greco-Roman world of my day. In your age you can travel distances in one day that took me three months to travel. That is wonderful. You have made tremendous strides in the area of scientific and technological development.

But America, as I look at you from afar, I wonder whether your moral and spiritual progress has been commensurate with your scientific progress. It seems to me that your moral progress lags behind your scientific progress. Your poet Thoreau used to talk about “improved means to an unimproved end.” How often this is true. You have allowed the material means by which you live to outdistance the spiritual ends for which you live. You have allowed your mentality to outrun your morality. You have allowed your civilization to outdistance your culture. Through your scientific genius you have made of the world a neighborhood, but through your moral and spiritual genius you have failed to make of it a brotherhood. So America, I would urge you to keep your moral advances abreast with your scientific advances.”

When I was little, I would observe the holiday not knowing exactly why. Now, I celebrate the holiday to better the people and community around me through his accomplishments. In honor of Martin Luther King Jr., do something to enhance others. Whether it be big or small, the action is appreciated.



Today is the day! Some would mark it as the Seahawk’s first playoff game while others might name it simply as January 11th, 2014. For me, it is a day of accomplishments and new beginnings. I have successfully finished my first LAST week of my undergraduate program at the University of Washington! Now, to some this might seem silly (who celebrates that anyway) but for me it is an inspirational moment which helps me acknowledge that I CAN do it.

Four long years of school have almost come to an end and looking back on it, it was a good ride. Let me highlight a few memorable moments so you can get a taste of my satisfaction. Let’s go way back to my Freshman year at Oregon State University where I first stepped out of my comfort zone. Also, the first time I ever wore orange and black together voluntarily. Everyone has their first day of something monumental to their future career. Whether it be a start of a new job, new relationship, new school, or even a new friendship, EVERYONE has a first day.

Typically first days also turn into horror stories. Trust me, I have heard, witnessed and experienced it all. Being an optimistic person it is not hard to find the “ups” in what most people label as “downs.” With that said, my first day of college was like any other Freshman’s first day minus the fact that I LOVED it. Orientation was great, although I signed up for all classes not in my major, at times that seemed irrational to have a class. Considering my earliest class was flag football at 9:30 AM, I was living the dream. At this point in my college career I was hoping that I would turn into a Super Super Senior and never have to leave.

That changed quickly. Once I was told that I had to take “prerequisite classes” which I had no interest in, it was now a game of who can take the most outrageous classes and pass. However, my mother was not a big fan of this “game.” So much, in fact it landed me back in Seattle. Little did I know I would be having another FIRST DAY. With a heavy background in athletics and being a multi-sport varsity captain in High School, I figured that being a student athlete would be the best decision I would make. I was right.

Moving on… Separating my soccer career and my business career was a transitional period for me. I could decide to continue playing and one day dream to play with Hope Solo or I could enter the workforce and make a name for myself. Either way I was going to do both as a full-time student.

I am a huge advocate of education and progress. So that’s right, you guessed it, workforce here I come. Being a full-time student at the University of Washington and working for a Mergers and Acquisitions firm full-time allowed me to put a whole new value on time. Some say I was “20 going on 35” but the real lesson here is BALANCE.

Now, I am an adventurer, the kind who would rather “rip the band-aid off” and look back at the journey being thankful for the experience regardless of the outcome. And I completely understand that not everyone is like this. I also understand that everyone is coming from a different background. Whether it be cultural, economical, or politically different everyone is entitled to their own opinion. Luckily for me, I was raised with multiple cultural backgrounds so I tend to relate to a vast amount of people.

Here is why; my mom grew up all over the world. She was born in India (the best part about that: NO ONE ever believes me). Growing up in places like Tanzania, Liberia, Thailand, etc. shapes a persons values. When I was little, I perceived my mom as an alien, consistently trying to figure out where she came from. However, now I update her on current news overseas and without hesitation she has some extraordinary experience that I have never heard of before. It’s safe to say, she rocks.

Where were we… Ah yes, senior year. This is historically the hardest year of college. Many people believe this because of educational purposes. Yet, I am a business student so that is little of our worries. The true hardship of this year is, WHAT NEXT. Other majors only allow the student to pursue few options once graduating. For example; if you major in Kinesiology you are going to look for a physical therapist job. Simple. Then there is business, where they often say “the world is your oyster.”

Coming into my last term at the University of Washington, it has never been more true. I am currently the Regional Director of a Franchise which allows me to tap into my passion with soccer and working with children. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE it. Going to work where 4 out of 5 days it is unacceptable to wear anything but sweats, it can’t get much better than that. But in the back of my mind I have this idea of a huge corporation which I NEED to work for.

How do you get that job? Networking? Intelligence? Applying? That is for you to find out. Sure, school may shape your work ethic and make you look good on paper but you are sitting there senior year with too many directions you want to go yet no documentation about yourself, your accomplishments, awards. Someone close to me recommended me to SHARE. Thoughts, experiences, ideas, opinions, and knowledge.


Yes, leaving everything in a virtual world to be judged by others can be scary, but what happens when people relate. What happens when extraordinary people find value in YOUR simple words?

Now, for the hardest part of all. My introduction to you. Since you have heard a little bit about my background I will make it short and sweet. I am a Business student (not a Drama or Journalist major, surprise!). I enjoy constantly LEARNING about anything and everything (weird, I know). Travel is the ONLY thing that you can buy that makes you richer, well besides stocks… those can pay out too. My favorite color is BLUE, not green, money is nice but relationships are more valuable. Yes, I have guilty pleasures like reality TV and late night consumption of ice cream. But most importantly I am a believer in what can be and the idea that hard work pays off.

“Doing what you like is freedom, liking what you do is happiness.”

Find your happiness