Category: Musings

  • Teh Awesome

    It’s hard being awesome. I don’t mean to say that in a pretentious, snobby way as in, “I know that I am awesome, it’s tough being me.” But more in the way of: I forget that I am awesome and forget to BE awesome.

  • Kismet – 10 Years

    It’s fitting that I end this less-than-stellar week with a Stars Align concert. In the ten years I have been following all the different permutations of this band, I have changed so much. All the ups and downs, it seems that this band has been the background soundtrack to it all. I wouldn’t find myself…

  • “in your room on your walls you’ve got angels to protect you…”

    When I was in high school, I posted all the pictures I had at my disposal on my walls.  Almost every inch of three walls were covered with all the memories miraculously captured on film.  I chose the pictures that made me smile, made me happy, made me forget where I was – even if…

  • “Russian Roulette is not the same without the gun”

    As a general rule, I don’t regret many of the impulsive choices I’ve made in my life (save for one or two).  I made the decision to move to Los Angeles based off one phone conversation with Ipsa*.  After one lecture of AsianAm studies, I decided to go to law school.  Both choices, made immediately…

  • The Red Line

    Los Angeles is not known for its subway.  People who have lived here for years don’t even realize there is a subway.  Admittedly, it’s not very convenient – doesn’t reach most of the spread-out city.  But it’s there, and I take it. One of the perks of taking the subway is the opportunity to watch…

  • Two Steps Forward, One and a Half Steps Back

    Seems to be the way my life feels these days.  Any achievements made in the past two years have almost been completely backtracked.  I have no one to blame but myself. There is always a pattern that emerges from my daily life.  I coast.  I’ve been coasting since the minute I figured out that I…

  • “Get Out of My Brain”

    I am sure that this topic has been explored by a variety of Women’s Studies essays and daytime talk shows, but I wanted to touch upon this after sharing a couple blog entries with a friend. When are girls taught to hate themselves?* I refuse to believe that this is an innate state that we…

  • wishing on a star out of reach

    Is it wrong to wish for something (seemingly) larger than yourself? For as long as I can remember, I always wished for a different life than the one that I found myself living at any particular moment. I’m not unique in this manner, I am sure. How many of us are dissatisfied with our lives,…

  • “Help, I have done it again…”

    I have been having a hard time lately with the way I see myself.  Somehow, I am back to where I started in regards to my self-esteem.  I know that it shouldn’t matter how much I weigh or what I look like because I am a good person.  I was beginning to believe that.  But…

  • My Unusual Talent

    I have an uncanny ability to make a bad situation worse.  It may be something in my D.N.A. or something I cultivated over time, but I always manage to screw up something. Maybe it’s masochism.  I wouldn’t put it past myself. I became engaged in something because I thought it was fun.  Now, it’s not…