S’mores & Broken Dreams

Deep in the southern regions of California, is a place where summer nights are filled with S’mores & Broken Dreams. Welcome to San Diego, burrito central and DIS CRIS headquarters. This is the setting of my next story. A year ago, I wrote about The Almighty Universe, “the universe doesn’t like being controlled. I will continue to focus… up until the moment my destiny stops me in my tracks and makes me realize how much of a powerless human-being I truly am,” yup, that one. Last November, I submitted transfer applications to three fantastic music schools- CSU Long Beach, CSU Northridge and San Diego State University. Afterwards, I received word that all three music schools would accept me into their programs for the Fall of 2017. I would eventually choose CSULB’s Bob Cole Conservatory of Music to continue my education, I was set with three room mates and thousands of dollars in debt, however, this is not where I leave you. This past June, I had signed up for San Diego Choral Consortium’s Summer Sings! program. A yearly gathering of choirs around San Diego. The Director had chosen me to perform as their tenor soloist, it was a privilege, however, with joy comes searing and gut wrenching pain. During rehearsals I had received an email from CSULB’s Bob Cole Conservatory to update me on my application status. Well it turns out there wouldn’t be an application to update because I had been withdrawn for not meeting university standards. Now this is where I leave you, a bit abrupt, however in complete surrender of my future. The biggest lesson I’ve learned through this ordeal is to accept the inevitable. the universe doesn’t like being controlled. I will continue to focus… up until the moment my destiny stops me in my tracks and makes me realize how much of a powerless human-being I truly am.”

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Note to self- You are a damn sexy human being. Always believe in your magic.






Editor’s Note

T’was the night before Christmas. Oh wait, that’s a different story. T’was the 12th of April and the year was 2012. I had given birth to this little space online called Travelagos (DIS CRIS today). I was 18, with no knowledge of producing blogs. I remember constantly wondering whether anyone would be able to understand my stories. Today, the year is 2017 and my little space online has grown into a mature community of irresistible people. I’m 23, with an acquired knowledge of blogging, I now have a better sense of my voice, although I still occasionally question whether you guys can tune into my stories. The past year has been kind to me, though rigorous, I’ve been successful in setting a foundation for my future through incessantly taking college courses from January to December. 2017 will be gruesome, though Im not expecting anything less, I plan to make a lot of mistakes and forgive myself for every single one of them. DIS CRIS will see a great change in 2017. I’ve gained much confidence to reveal myself and express my viewpoints on current events, including the Trump in the room or should I say in the oval office this coming January 20th. I’ll leave you guys with a quote I held onto this past year- love, start from within.




The Big Easy X Astoundingly French

CLICK to read part I – The Big Easy X Death By Humidity

CLICK to read part II – The Big Easy X An Adventure In Waiting

The next morning…

Ding, ding, ding. The perfectly spaced beeps gradually grew louder as I went down the  elevator. I thought either the hotel was messing with me or my nerves were getting the best of my consciousness. Swoosh. A cool breeze swept the surface of my face as the steel elevator doors slid open.

Cathedral-Basilica of St. Louis, King of France

The architecture was astounding. French details covered everything from the tiles on the floor to the moldings on the ceiling. I skipped blissfully towards the entrance (or so I imagined) anticipating what more was to come. A beautiful two story fountain occupied the center of the lobby, surrounded by a meticulously placed french inspired bar that greeted guests as they entered from the street. I thought to myself, “southern people know how to live!” Whether you wanted a glass of wine or a tasting of vodka, they had you covered two steps into the hotel. Preventing myself from tasting a whole bottle of vodka, I rushed towards the front. As I was revolving onto Main Street, the hotel chatter behind me slowly silenced while the buzz of the city engulfed my senses. It was unlike any place I have been to in my life. DSC00297DSC00292.jpg In the course of writing this blog DISCRIS reached 74,000 views and 3,400 follows. Thank you for the love you guys!

❤ your own damn self. DISXCRIS 🙂



OTR – Lucy & Lulu’s Road To The Elections – Live Blog! [Ended]

Hey! How are you guys?

Lucy* – Me!

Lulu* – Her.

Goodbye spring semester hello a couple weeks of freedom. Yaz! The past week has been a struggle between my mind who at 7:30 in the morning gives me the same “get it together speech” I woke up to all semester long and my body who just died a few seconds ago. I’m on vacation at the moment and I can’t seem to sleep past 7:30. Let me revive myself by saying I have intercession classes next week and yes the extra “es” means I have more than one, there you go I’m alive again. Haha! Other than receiving rude wake up calls from my mind and my body relentlessly decaying I’ve been trying to catch up with my friends, reminding them that I’m still alive and continuing to wander the earth. Yesterday, I met up with Lulu for some coffee when we struck a conversation about politics, meaning she asked me who I was voting for and I said “yes.” Well, within that moment of politics and complete confusion Lulu told me that she was turning in her primaries ballot at Clairemont Mesa today and I said, “I have no life, let me go with you,” and that my friends is my intro to Lucy & Lulu’s Road To The Elections.

I’ll be updating this blog with new pictures and entries every few hours. Enjoy, you guys!

7:28AM Lucy wakes up and informs lulu that his getting ready.

I’m getting ready.

7:29AM Lulu reschedules departure time.


[Well this is awkward, Lucy & Lulu’s Road To The Elections is taking a different direction. I departed for San Marcos at 11 AM to meet Lulu at Starbucks and on my drive there was informed that our Clairemont trip was being shelved.]

11:07AM Lucy informs Lulu that his on the way.

I’m on the way.

11:08AM Lulu drops the bomb.

Apparently I don’t have to go to sd to turn in my ballot

11:08 Lucy’s actual reaction.


[This is my second live blog and its definitely “live.” Don’t feel bad Lulu I still love you!  Have a good one you guys!]

Remember to 🙂 & be authentic. DISXCRIS


TALK – The All Mighty Universe.

Hey, how are you? : )

I’ll get straight to it. Never give up and always believe in yourself. With 22 years of existence comes 22 years of wrong decisions, which eventually leads to great ones. So here I am, one month from completing a gruesome 16 unit semester. I’m contemplating between two options, the better option and the “stop being mediocre” one. I know how it feels to be mediocre, doing what you can rather than doing your best. It feels just that, mediocre. Don’t get me wrong, some people actually have lives other than school. I on the other hand, don’t have an excuse. Well other than I’m focusing too much on my heart. Up until the end of 2015 I was the type of person who saw everyone as just friends. I had it all planned out. I was gonna live a happy “married to myself” life with a couple of dogs named Helga and Olga. It was the dream. Leave it to the year of the fire monkey to burn it all down. I liked someone, that’s so weird to admit. But I started to veer away from my focus which was Music and a second Major that I have yet to fully grasp. A week ago my brother and I drove to La Mesa for his Masters Program. We were waiting in his car because we overestimated the traffic and arrived early. We talked throughout the drive without even realizing, then it came- “we force to control the universe when in reality we’re powerless over our destinies.” My brother was unknowingly giving me life advice that I desperately needed. I was having this personal struggle about truly loving and potentially getting hurt. I was suppressing my emotions for the longest time, thinking that if I didn’t act on them then I wouldn’t feel pain. But the universe doesn’t like being controlled. I will continue to focus on my goals, up until the moment my destiny stops me in my tracks and makes me realize how much of a powerless human-being I truly am.