July 2010
1 post
You can be indifferent to a problem and pretend it doesn’t exist, but in actuality, you’re only feeding the problem by allowing it to persist.
May 2010
1 post
Recently I’ve come across a couple of quotes that resonated with me.
“Regret for the things we did can be tempered by time; it is regret for the things we did not do that is inconsolable.”
“Never regret anything that once made you smile.”
I think it’s better to do and know than to not do and always wonder. It can be difficult, yes, but if you’re...
April 2010
3 posts
— CELEBRITY SIGHTING ALERT!! —
Guess who I saw on the second floor of Barnes & Noble in Costa Mesa around 1pm today?
……..
DONNY OSMOND!
He, accompanied by what appeared to be his wife and son, was literally only a few feet away from me as I was approaching the escalator. I probably (not very subtly) did a quadruple take, and indeed it was Mr. Donny Osmond himself. ...
At times in my life, I’ve been mistreated. And, really, that’s perfectly alright. Don’t we all experience that at some point or another? Just as we need a certain degree of familiarity with sadness in order to appreciate the fortune of happiness, we need to encounter people who disservice us in some way, shape, or form in order to recognize and be grateful for those who do...
March 2010
3 posts
“For most of life, nothing wonderful happens. If you don’t enjoy getting up...”
– Andy Rooney
Today I was reminded that my 23rd (!) birthday is right around the corner.
This does not exactly sit well with me. Granted, I’ve never really been big on celebrating my birthday, but as the years quickly slip by like sand through an hourglass, birthdays are getting more and more insufferable. I don’t wanna be old!
Forever 21 was a short-lived fantasy. Forever 22 would be fine by...
The following is inspired by:
Being pleasantly surprised by pleasant strangers — something that cannot happen often enough.
……..
Dear Mystery Starbucks Partner,
You know, you’re pretty damn awesome. You just made my day a lot better. I don’t even need the (4-shot!) drink anymore — you’re my pick-me-up. :)
You’re probably one of the coolest...
October 2009
1 post
Just picked up the new BSB album yesterday and I. LOVE. IT.
With all the craziness, this is going to serve as my escape. Everything else can just fade into the background.
September 2009
9 posts
When I saw you this past weekend … nothing.
Just reminded of how we DON’T really click at all.
And yet I keep on wishing.
I don’t understand it.
so
much
to
DO
!!!
ah, push it
PUSH IT REAL GOOD!!
Dear Laptop: it would bring me great pleasure if you would stop lagging.
Dear BlackBerry: it would bring me great pleasure if you would stop showing me that damn rotating hourglass.
please and thank you.
love, kathy
Everyone is away at work right now and I am apparently the designated office-sitter for the time being. Wonderful.
So instead of being productive, I am left to wonder:
-why I’m not of enough importance to be sitting in meetings myself
-why the mailman, who is generally very friendly, didn’t really acknowledge me today
-when I can go get some fricken coffee to wake me the hell up
...
Rejection hurts. Period. I mean, how can you not feel like shit when a person whose approval and affection you seek is not at all interested in giving it to you? As unwise as it is to want what you cannot have, some of us can’t help but torture ourselves like that.
It’s funny how a song alone can get your emotions stirring with such ease. Trip down memory lane? Sometimes you don’t have a choice.
oh, the (bitter)sweet times.
insouciant [in-soo-see-uh nt]
-adjective
-free from concern, worry, or anxiety; carefree; nonchalant
» file under: Kathy’s list of cool words
Three words: PUMPKIN. SPICE. LATTE.
It’s backkk!!
When the highlight of your day is an email from Starbucks informing you that one of their seasonal drinks has returned, you pretty much meet the criteria for pathetic. BUT, pathetic or not, who cares - I <3 pumpkin spice!
August 2009
18 posts
Not trying to be Captain Obvious or anything, but IT. IS. FRIGGIN. HOT.
Seconds turn to minutes.
Minutes turn to hours.
Hours turn to days.
Days turn to weeks.
Weeks turn to months.
Months turn to years.
Time doesn’t stop.
But people can.
Stop to appreciate what you have.
What makes you smile.
What makes you laugh.
What fills your heart.
What brings you to life.
Stop to love because love can stand the test of time.
When someone has an impact on your everyday life without even knowing it - now that’s power. Hand a person that power and it’ll be extremely difficult to get it back.
……..
You know what’s sad? When never-before-felt feelings are felt in vain.
“it’s no surprise i won’t be here tomorrow
i can’t believe...”
Random thought:
I’ve been contemplating dyeing my hair a deep auburn shade. Never before have I dyed my hair, so while it may seem like no big deal to you, it would be a rather drastic change for me.
In the event that I go ahead and go through with this, the results could prove to blow me away or, you know, just be a fiery disaster.
I shall keep you posted.
I am tired of people who are so quick to point out other’s flaws yet are unable to see the very ones that they themselves possess. My patience has been exhausted. Yes, we all have negative characteristics about us, but what is unacceptable is when people refuse to own up to their behavior. Certain individuals could definitely afford to learn a thing or two about compromise in a...
“one step at a time, there’s no need to rush”
So my coworkers and I recently went on a day-long staff retreat during which each of us received a goodie bag. The one goodie that I particularly took a liking to was a faux-stress ball that bears the resemblance of a little baseball (I say faux because while it fits comfortably in the palm of your hand and is very squeezable, it’s not an actual stress ball but rather a child’s cheap...
What really is the point of
… waiting for something that will not come?
… hoping for something with highly unlikely odds?
… wishing for something that exists only in a dream world?
? ? ?
For the love of all things good and holy, I am DONE. No more of this ridiculous bullshit.
SO … have a nice life.
If you order a venti peppermint mocha frappuccino and instead are given a venti iced peppermint mocha latte, you should have the right to have your drink remade, right?
That’s what happened to me, and that’s what I did.
So why did I feel guilty for having the barista correct her own honest mistake??
I don’t want to be one of those people who are inconsiderate and could care...
So on Monday night after work I watched Julie & Julia. Monday is apparently movie night around here (or at least it has been for the past two weeks). Anyway, I think the character of Julie Powell is someone that many can relate to. Or perhaps I can only speak for myself, but regardless. Not being satisfied with your job and wanting more out of life is a predicament that resonates far and...
*At the condiment bar at Starbucks*
random man: Am I in your way?
me: No, you're fine. Just need the cinnamon.
man: [hands me the cinnamon shaker] I've never seen anyone do that.
me: Yeah, it kinda completes my drink.
[We both spend some time spicing up our beverages. He finishes before me.]
man: Well, you were like the cinnamon to my day. Have a good one.
Thoughts on a Tuesday
I’ve decided that I will be taking the GRE. One of my career interests lies in teaching. Having said that, I think I should probably take the GRE (among other tests) in order to apply to a master’s program for teaching. Truth be told, I’ve been vacillating between different options in terms of what degree to pursue in grad school. I admit that...
Why, hello, blogosphere! It certainly has been awhile. I’m glad to be back.
There’s a million things on my mind right now, but I don’t really feel like writing all about them here.
Sooo, I shall leave you with a little survey that I decided to take the time to answer. Now normally I think these things to be corny more than anything, but we should all be entitled to the...
June 2009
19 posts
ready. set. and GO.
I will try to get more enjoyment out of my job.
I will stop eating out so damn much.
I will decide on graduate school.
I will bite my tongue less.
I will be healthy.
I will escape this continent in July.
I will continue to have random thoughts about random things.
I will read an actual book.
I will go shopping.
I will write a letter.
I will get my act together.
I...
the grass is greener on my side.
Question: Thinking individually about the people in your life, to what extent would you be affected if they were no longer a part of it?
> I’d venture to say that I would probably be better off never having met you. So, to answer the question, the effect would be a substantial one. And a positive one.
……..
You are meaningful to me because you are what I know, what I have...
bbm'ing it.
........
-excuse me as i go eat some cake.
~ok. just remember that your feelings aren't edible.
-ohh but they are. they taste like cake. chocolate cake.
~fine. eat your feelings then.
“you’re so vain, you probably think this song is about you”
» goodbye twenty-one. hello twenty-two.
Today’s date: Monday, June 8th, 2009
Significance of aforementioned date: Well … I am now 22 years of age. No biggie? WRONG. It’s a biggie dammit. A big biggie. Today is MY day and I get free admission to Disneyland to go to work.
Anyhow, it’s going to be a good day.
i feel it in my fingers. i feel it in my toes.
I think at some point we all get wrapped up in certain events that have already happened, events that cannot be changed no matter how hard you try.
Well, needless to say, we should stop living in the past. There is a reason why they say to let bygones be bygones. You are doing yourself a disservice by paying too much undue attention to what lies behind you. You can neither fully appreciate the...
“i got a feeling
that tonight’s gonna be a good night”
what it was
……..
what it is
……..
what it will be
I wonder…
If all the things I think will make me happy were mine for the taking and mine to keep, would I really be happy even then?
I continue to be nice because I actually care.
Call me crazy, but I can’t seem to stop.
You don’t give a shit.
And that makes you an asshole.
But I’ll still be there
Is there such a thing as a “soul mate”?
At the risk of sounding incredibly cheesy, I, for one, would like to believe that there is. And an always and forever to go along with it.
Here’s hoping that my happy ending is not merely a chimerical fantasy.
» nighttime driving = therapy.