Friends, it seems easy but it’s tricky. People will just back-stab you for anything and by calling them “friends” it’s putting your trust and your heart in their hands. You trust that they won’t hurt you to the point where you can’t even look at them. Donye, Jordan and I spoke so highly of our so called “FAM”, but i guess another one bites the dust. Who would have thought that our so called “friend” had the guts to do that? I guess we underestimated her but we tried to understand. Out of all this catastrophe, it was I who got hurt the most from her lies. After backstabbing me about my boyfriend, she had the confidence to look me in the eye and tell me things that I know are a lie. But stupid me, I forgave her. Not for her or for me, but for the FAM. After that, i could not stand being near her, i drifted from the FAM because she was always there and no one knew that. I knew that if they did, it would cause another spiral. But it didn’t end up being that way, this time, she wrecked it for herself.

Now don’t get me wrong, i’m the type of person to trust someone cautiously but sometimes being too cautious hurts even more. The “friend” i ones thought was always there for me or everyone was the one who was wrecking my life. It’s always hard choosing the best of friends but even then, there will always be flaws. People fall in and out of friendships just like people fall in and out of love. But there’s a difference with friends, you trust them more and so it hurts more.

Love, Lisa


Catch up ….

Let’s play catch up shall we? …

It’s been a while since any of us have been on this blog or looking at it. There has been pretty hectic days where the three of us just had to take time. We made this blog last school year (2013-2014) and it is now our sophomore year. Almost the end of school actually, its what we like to call “school stress month”. It’s when the whole month of May is all about testing and playing catch up in school. It has been nothing but tests, exams, and projects.

Anyways, throughout the time we were gone, a lot of stuff happened. There were heartbreaks, tears, loneliness and drama. I guess what i’m trying to say is that, people will break your heart, people who you thought was pure can be evil. But all you have to do and can do is move on.

Love, Lisa

Lemon Cupcakes

I was going to make a dinner recipe, but I woke up craving lemon cupcakes…so I made some. So today I’ll be giving you my favorite lemon cupcake recipe that I’ve made my own.

Prep time: cake (15 minutes), frosting (5 minutes), decor (5 minutes)
Baking time: 20-25 minutes
Frosting time: 10 minutes
Decorating time: 5 minutes
Serving Size: 2 dozen cupcakes

Ingredients for cake:
~ 1 cup, white sugar
~ 1/2 cup, butter
~ 2 eggs
~ 1 tablespoon, vanilla extract
~ 1 1/2 cups, all-purpose flour
~ 1 3/4 teaspoons, baking baking powder
~ 1/2 cup low-fat milk
~ 1 lemon, zest and juice

·Preheat oven 350°
·Line 24 muffin cups with paper liners.
·Cream sugar and 1/2 cup butter in the bowl of a stand mixer until fluffy. Beat in egg, one at a time, mix 1 tablespoon of vanilla extract into mixture with the second egg.
·Beat in flour and baking powder until thoroughly combined; beat in milk, lemon juice, and lemon zest to make a smooth batter.
·Spoon batter into prepared muffin cups.
·Bake in the preheated oven until cupcake edges are slightlly golden brown and a toothpick inserted into center of cupcake comes out clean, 20-25 minutes. Cool cupcakes completely.


Ingredients for frosting:
~ 1 cup, butter (softened)
~ 1 tablespoon, lemon extract
~ 1 teaspoon, vanilla extract
~ 1/4 teaspoon salt
~ 4 cups, confectioners’ sugar
~ Lemon peels

·Beat 1 cup butter with 1 teaspoon vanilla extract, 1 tablespoon lemon extract, and salt until smooth and creamy.
·Beat in confectioners’ sugar, 1 cup at a time, to make a creamy frosting.
·Spread on cooled cupcakes
·Put lemon peel on frosting for decoration



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Baked Peaches Recipe

Baked peaches are perhaps the easiest dessert recipe by far (since there’s only three ingredient), and they so happen to be one of my favorite summer desserts.

Prep time: 5 minutes
Baking time: 30 minutes
Serving(s): 4

So to make this treat you need:
2   rip peaches
1/4 T, butter
8 t, brown sugar

1.) Preheat oven to 375°
2.) Cut peaches in half, twist the peaches apart. Then discard pits and scrap residue out.
3.) Put a sliver of butter into each half
4.) Put two teaspoons of sugar into each half
5.) Put peaches in oven and let them bake for 30 minutes.
Serve with ice cream, heavy cream, or just like that. Enjoy!

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Do you know that feeling of wanting to do something?

That dream you’ve always wanted to chase but afraid to do so because you’re afraid to fail.

That guy you always had a crush on but never told him because you’re afraid of rejection.

That urge of wanting to be alone but at the same time you don’t because you’re afraid by the time you get back, you’ve missed a lot and so you feel left out.

Well let me tell you something. I know thinking of the outcome of something is terrifying. But have we ever stopped and asked ourself.
Why? Why do we always think about the negative things rather than the positive? Why do we scare ourselves rather than encouraging ourselves?

Well, have you?

What if you never backed out of doing something or saying something that you wanted to say. What if that guy you liked, liked you back but you never knew because you were too afraid. And what if you guys could have been on your way to your wedding. And what if you never left to be by yourself.


I cannot comprehend how much I despise the word WHAT IF. You shouldn’t have to wonder. You shouldn’t be putting yourself in that situation. Instead of sitting there and being scared of what would happen. Why not just have ten seconds of courage and take that first step until you can’t back out. Because in reality, whatever you thought might happen, might not even happen. So why put yourself of the pain of not knowing. What ifs hurts more than any negative thoughts combined.

I know getting rejected, failing, outcasted, forgotten, is terrifying. But maybe all those things was meant to happen to you.

Getting rejected just stops you from falling even more for that guy/girl.
So you can move on to the next.

Failing just makes you want to keep trying until you get it right.
No one goes anywhere without failing.

Outcasted and forgotten by your so called “friends”, might have been the best thing that happened to you. Who would want to be friends with people who would forget you so easily.
So you can go and find yourself some real friends who deserve you.

My point is, every bad ending, always has a way to turn itself around.

So don’t let that one negative thought stop you. Have courage to do what you want. What ever happens will make you stronger and help you become the person you’ll be.

Wouldn’t you rather have a life of “oh wells” than “what ifs”?

Love, Lisa



Everyone has family. Whether they’re your parents or siblings or friends we all have family. My family is my friends. Donyé, Lisa, Tihitina, Ili, Cheyenne, and Aneeta. I remember when high school started and I was looking for any friendly face. I was looking for some place that I could be welcomed and loved. I wanted someone that would take time and climb the walls I’ve built up.

The seven of us somehow collided together and we never broke apart since. We’ve mended together. We built each other up and wipped each other’s tears away. We’ve been there for one another so much so that we became each other’s family. A family we can turn to when anything happens. A family we can confide our darkest thoughts and secrets in. We’ve fought everything imaginable. Heart breaks. Betrayal. Losing friends. Family problems. Darkness. Pain.

Faith as our armor. Our love for each other as our weapon. We’ve sailed through oceans filled with tears. We’ve protected each other from enemy fire. We’ve stitched each other’s wounds. We’ve been through so much craziness and drama. We’ve fought through our own personal problems together and came out stronger. All of us as a family made it through. Yeah we have some cuts and bruises but we’re here for one another.


(Left to right. Up to down. Ili, Donyé, Tihitina, Me, Aneeta, and Lisa)

I love my family. Even though they aren’t perfect. Even though we fight sometimes. Even though we can’t stand each other at moments. I love my family more than I thought possible. No matter what happens I’ll drop everything for them. I’ll pause the world and run to their side. They’ve helped me through my hell. They’ve loved me when I was so consumed by my demons I wasn’t even myself. I’m lucky to have them and I’ll always remember that. They’re my “Ohana”, like Lilo said, “Ohana means family. Family means nobody is left behind or forgotten.”


You have family. You have someone. Someone you love more than you thought possible. Someone you can call home. Someone that will love you even if the world damns you. Sometimes you don’t know it until you know longer have them. Fate is a tricky thing, but just wait because sooner or later you’ll collide into a friend you’ll never lose.


(Left to right. Up to down. Tihitina she’s eating nutella, Ili, Cheyenne hehe she’s laughing, me, donyé, Lisa she’s wearing the sunglasses, and aneeta she being hugged by Cheyenne) This my real family. Love you guys.

The Thing about Recovery

The thing about recovery is, everyone’s in it. Everyone you know, will know, did know, and will never have the pleasure to know is and will always be in recovery.

What is recovery anyway?

According to Google it can be either a “return to a normal state of health, mind, or strength”


“The action or process of regaining possession or control of something stolen or lost.”

Sounds to me like the same thing.

We’re in an evergoing cycle of gaining and losing, building and breaking, flying and falling. As humans that’s what we want. We crave the natural high that life gives us when everything is perfect, and we’re addicted to the chaos that follows when we’re at rock bottom. And while we’re at rock bottom something inside of us sparks, glows, explodes, or screams; something inside of us makes us see that it’s time to move on and get better. That it’s time to recover

That realization might come from the ex fiance of a runaway bride. Or maybe that little girl who fell on her first try on the monkey bars. It could be the boy who just realized he likes other boys, or the lady wearing the leather skirt and painted face that got dropped off in the ally with a hand full of cash from her nights work.

It can be anyone, for any reason. There’s nothing too big or too small that doesn’t require recovery.

That doesn’t require “regaining possession or control” to get back to that place where you’re in your normal “health, mind and strength”

So, what do you say to someone who’s recovering? Do you speak lightly about certain topics? Do you sympathize and nurture them until they’re all better? Do you act like they’re fragile China that could shatter at the softest touch?

Yes and no.

All you can do is help when you’re needed. Help when you’re not wanted. Help to the point where you’re not fixing them yourself, but setting them on the right path, and never forgetting that you have recovery to work through too. Whatever it may be.

The thing about recovery is it’s apart of life.

-Donyé K.