Category: Musings
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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.
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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…
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“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…
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“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…
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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…
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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…
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“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…
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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,…
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“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…
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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…