au revoir 2007

post # 30 on this silly little blog that I started back in september, and it is the last post of 2007. au revoir 2007.

2007 was an interesting year.

It started off rather awkwardly in January with my decision to leave Art Center and pursue my learnings elsewhere. In February I started a new job at Peet's, and met some people that I hope I will continue to be friends with for a very long time (Julia, Carley, Paul D, Laurie...). In March I applied to two schools and in April I found out I got into both of them. May, June, and July were a blur and in August I moved to Boston. I went to New York in October and November, experienced my first snow in December and visited my sister in Georgia as well. Now I'm back home in California seeing as much of my friends and family as possible, and enjoying the fabulous weather we have here.

My year was a blur and it was interesting. I'm sitting here now taking a break from reading and eating a blood orange, thinking about knitting.... And on that note, bring on 2008!

Happy New Year to all.

Kate

bear grylls is the coolest person alive

why bear is cooler than everyone else will be updated later. but he's one of only 30 british folk to ever climb and survive Everest, and he broke his back in 3 places like 2 years before he did that. and he eats really fucked up stuff on the show and makes funny faces which therefore makes him the coolest dude ever.

kate

is it 2008 yet?

As promised, the christmas present booty list. mmm that makes me want that pirates booty popcorn stuff they sell at Jamba Juice..... popcorn! yay.

2007 Xmas Gifts Received
-white & silver striped beanie
-green & brown beanie thing (REI)
-purple & grey beanie thing (the North Face)
-leather gloves
-backpack poncho for my new North Face backpack
-$75 Banana Republic giftcard
-$25 CVS giftcard
-$15 iTunes giftcard
-$25 Cheesecake Factory giftcard
-chocolate mountain man (my dad's idea of a joke)
-laptop lap rest thinger
-Neil Young Unplugged CD
-Casino Royale dvd!!!!! yay daniel craig!
-Say Anything dvd
-some wall plaque thing
-Dinotopia: Journey to Chandara book (yes, its a childrens book..)
-The Arrival (very cool childrens book b/c of the illustrations)
-keepsake box with a kitteh on it
-quotable candle
-Grey's Anatomy 2008 calendar

maybe there's more but I'm not entirely sure. word homies.

<3 kate

festive socks for all

merry christmas to those that celebrate it, and happy holidays to all. now back to making my famous enchiladas.. YES a white girl that makes good enchiladas. alisa grady as my half-guatamalan latino/hispanic/whatever is politically correct these days taste tester told me that my enchiladas were really good. maybe if some of you are nice i'll make some for you. 8D


christmas cheer with holiday socks,
kate.

ps: xmas booty list will be posted later. as in, presents i got, not male strippers and like BOOTY booty. >_> i'm just digging myself into a bigger hole with this one aren't i? *wanders off*

cheers.

ten pm and i'm in bed with my laptop on a bunch of blankets. the tv is on in the living room and the christmas tree is all decorated. presents are wrapped and it's nearly christmas eve. everyone is worrying about christmas and i'm wondering whats going to happen with things so totally different than christmas or the holidays that i feel like it isnt december at all.

damn it. i hate worrying about such petty stupid crap. but no matter how much i try to change and not be affected it never works.

how can i not be affected? its not possible. if my best friend reads this she'll understand what i'm talking bout and and i need to keep it vague like this for my own emotional protection.

i dont want to throw myself into anything totally in case i get let down, which is normal. i think i take it too far though when i'm so afraid of being let down that i don't let anything on the surface except for what i know i can deal with.

this is becoming pointless to write as i read it over... its not coming out right.

merry christmas to all.

cheers,
kate.

old lady

is it bad that i don't want to listen to any holiday music? i feel like that if i listen to any more christmas music that i'll go out of my mind. between christmas music nonstop when i was in georgia, to christmas music for 17 or whatever hours at the airport on sunday, and christmas music at the mall today, i'm like *this* close to just totally losing it. seriously. no more frickin christmas music!

it feels strange being in my parents house after not being here for almost 4 months. i've seen some of my friends but not all of them and i'm going through the motions of shopping and being festive when.... i really truly don't feel all that festive. this is the first holiday season that i really don't care as much about. two weeks ago i was so excited and now i'm just not. i dont know.

saw a friend tonight that i haven't seen since i left and that was nice to see him but i have a headache because i think i had too much caffeine today, lol. i had a chai, a freddo with some espresso in it, and some other tea thing. my head hurts.

i have a calendar on my floor that my best friend gave me before i left. it's of frank lloyd wright's house, fallingwater. now, i dont want to live in pennsylvania but i'd move there to live in fallingwater if someone said i could. it's the most beautiful house. it's amazing. i love architecture! oh and frank gehry DOESNT COUNT AS AN ARCHITECT. HE DIDNT EVEN GO TO SCHOOL FOR THAT. he's such a fake. ugh.

i'm full of joy tonight, clearly. lol.



i feel old.

-kate.

longest day of my fucking life

I've been home for about two days now, since my flight on Sunday was... well a story in its own. But I'll explain that one later. It feels really nice to be here in my own room where the walls are not paper thin and I can go to sleep rather early if and when I want to without feeling bad because I don't have to ask people to stfu.

It's also been really awesome to spend time with my friends- though I've only hung out with Alisa and Natalie so far. I miss them when I'm so far away. I feel like I lead a double life of sorts because my school and my work is in Boston but my LIFE is here.

Anyway, so here's the story on the second worst day of my entire life (the only day worse than this past sunday was my 18th birtdhay where my cat died).

I didn't sleep Saturday night because of whatever reason. I got to Boston Logan (airport) at 4 am for my supposed 6 am flight back home to la. When I got up to the counter to check in and check my bags, the flight had been cancelled and I had been bumped onto a 7:45 am flight. Fucking great. I was at the airport almost 4 hours early. Then at security, there was this incompetent old man who freaked out about something in my bag so then i had to have my bag checked by tsa people and blah blah etc etc.
FINALLY they let me go and the tsa guy was apologizing for the old dude's incompetence. Then i went to my gate and waited for like 3 and a half hours to board the plane.
I sat on that goddamn plane for FOUR HOURS at the gate before they announced that THE FLIGHT WAS CANCELLED AND THE AIRPORT WAS CLOSED.
Called United and asked for any flight whatsoever to los angeles. I got a 5:49 pm flight to LAX instead of burbank so i had to wait and wait and wait. And check my bags again and check in and go through security again. Then they changed the gate without announcing it so that was a hassle because i had no idea. It was late so nobody boarded until 6:20 and THEN we sat on that fucking plane until sometime after 8 pm to actually take off. Then it was a shitty straight-thru 6 hour flight from boston to los angeles sitting in my window seat next to this middle aged guy that had no concept of personal space. his elbows were in my space the whole goddamn time, which mind you, i had very little of.
FINALLY, at 11:30 pm i arrived in los angeles and had to wait to get my bags and my back was almost numb it hurt so bad, my foot was swollen so much i could barely fit it in my shoe or walk.
by the time i went to bed (since i was still on boston time) it was almost 5 am and i had been awake for FORTY FIVE HOURS.

worst fucking day ever.

but now i'm back and in my own room and enjoying the quiet while chillin out in my pjs on my bed.

<3 kate

"kel-ee-for-nee-YAH"

music: bob dylan - isis (album: desire)

huzzah for massages! my back doesn't hurt right now, which is very rare, since it pretty much always has ever since I was 12. weeeee. so if you're in the boston area you should go see my friend Evan for a massage. word homies.

chillin out listening to some dylan before i finish packing and getting some pizza. and cash. i need cash for the cab to the airport since the shuttle service mi madre told me about doesn't work out for me time wise.

<3 knitting

i will be home in less than 24 hours, and on my way back to ca in about 12.5 hours!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


weeeeeeeeeee

things to do on the plane:
-knit
-watch eric clapton unplugged dvd
-knit
-browse sky mall catalog
-try to sleep in vain since i can't sleep unless i'm laying down in absolute silence.
-knitting and rocking out to bob dylan.
-wish i had the internets. INTERNETSSSS. with an s. cause i'm gangsta like weebl & bob.
-did i mention knitting? lol.

<3 kate.

ps: check out this website:
www.mikeshinoda.com

8D CALIFORNIA!

I really really hate insomnia

music: Fiona Apple - Get Him Back (Extraordinary Machine)

I know I promised I would post photos from my trip to Georgia, but my internet isn't working unless I use the shitty ethernet cable, which doesn't let me upload anything and makes everything rediculously slow on top of it.

But here's me and my sister outside the Coke Museum/Experience thing in Atlanta



I think I had been awake for like...uh.. thirty hours at that point... so no, I don't look all that awesome.

And last night was terrible. I couldn't sleep. I think I might have got about an hour of sleep between five and six am but ugh I'm so tired. I don't know what this is about. I took my sleeping pills and still couldn't sleep. Fuck.


Kate

VICTORY FOR ANIMALS

it's about fucking time for some justice in this world.

it's not enough but still.. that piece of rotten turd Michael Vick got sentenced to 23 months in prison. that's almost two years folks. two fucking years isn't enough and personally I think he should have his 'lower bits' ripped off by his own dogs... but... yeah we don't need to go there.




i LOVE the hsus!!!

cheers,
kate

ps: jet lag has set in and i'm tired. flight from atl to bos got delayed like 70 minutes ew.

pictures will be posted tomorrow.

waiting

I bought a Nine Inch Nails album on Friday only to return it on Monday and exchange it for I-Empire, the new record from Angels & Airwaves and.... it's fucking amazing. To anyone that talks smack about Tom Delonge- *throws up the bird in your general direction*

Pictures will be posted soon of my apartment and the aftermath of art school finals. lol. Four girls in a small apartment trying to do art homework just doesn't work very well when you try to keep things clean. It looks like a tornado went through our livingroom. Seriously.

Heading to Georgia on Friday thru Monday to visit my sister, then heading back to Boston for about five days before I go back to California for about a month. I'm so excited about going back home. I miss my parents a lot. And my cat. haha.

Waiting for my sleeping pills to coax my exhausted mind into a place where only dreaming can occur.

- kate

fun in the cold

I'm listening to Michael Buble- trying not to listen to Linkin Park haha. It snowed off and on all day today, and it began snowing sometime yesterday afternoon. After I was in the dark room for like, four hours yesterday, I walked outside in my khakis and Nikes to discover that I should be wearing warmer clothes since it was SNOWING. Very exciting.So here's pictures from that. I look retarded. hahaha.













i think i could live off of Boston Market chicken pot pies. Seriously.

Off to watch more Whose Line Is It Anyway and decide if I want to return the cd i bought on saturday...

cheers
kate

snow is a sound dampener

it snowed today, and it was actually cold enough for it to stick.

everything is covered in white powder outside my window and even without my glasses, and being on the 6th floor, i can see it down in the parking lot looking beautiful.

note to self- do not eat almost an entire pizza from CPK. i got the mushroom pizza and i was starving because all i had today was a big vanilla latte at like 1pm, i ate the whole freaking pizza. my poor stomach.

I have review boards tomorrow all freakin' day and I'm nervous about my boards at 3pm. Wish me luck/send good thoughts my way. So nervous. Not sure what to expect.



pictures from the snow adventure with Kerry, Kelly and Barry will be posted soon.

cheers,
kate

ps: I will be in Athens, Georgia from Dec 7-11 visiting my sister and her husband and kids, so if you want any Georgia souvenirs, let me know. I can't think of anything you would want, but if you do, yeah. I fly into Atlanta at like 11 in the morning lucky me. RAMBLINNNNG.

I need some long underwear. seriously.

i'd like to take this opportunity to comment on the movie 'Enchanted'.

IT WAS F'NG HILARIOUS AND EVERYONE SHOULD SEE IT.


yes.

I walked from my apartment to Tremont/Boylston sts twice today in the cold and wind. Earlier today it was a toasty 26 degrees outside, but with the wind chill factor, it felt like it was 15 degrees. Earlier this evening at around 6:30 or so it was 22 outside and right now it is - drum roll--- 19 degrees! And windy.

Yes I took LA weather for granted but not anymore.

I'm also overdosing on all things Shinoda lately. He brings the peeps together. What's even more awesome about him is that we share the same birthday and many other uncanny similar things and thus I understand him because our personalities are so similar. I spit out bad jokes faster than the bullet train! the buh-let tren!

I need long underwear/long johns because it's fucking freezing here. Oh wait no it's BELOW freezing. I like Boston, i just think i shouldn't have ignored the terrible cold weather factor when i decided to move here.

i want a peg leg! just a random peg leg, so that i can put it on my wall like those rednecks do with dead animal heads and fish on boards. seriously i would put a peg leg on my wall. peg leggggggggs.

i think the cold is rotting my ability to think properly.

cheers,
kate