Happy 2014
Happy New Year!
It’s been awhile since I posted a blog and since it’s a new year I decided that I should start posting more often. Social media apps have pretty much taken over and I’m hardly on my computer to create a post. Sure I can use my phone or iPad to post something but it doesn’t beat typing on a desktop. Any who, 2013 was a blast. There were so many events that happened to make 2013 a great year. Friends had babies, got married, and/or turned the big 3-0, which I am not looking forward to (no offense, it just reminds me that I’m not where I want to be in life. Haha). There was Hawaii, New Orleans, and a big one…graduation (only took me 10 years). On top of that I left my retail job of 8 years and started my first office job. And while my life after graduation has been relaxing, I’m ready to start doing the things I want to do. For so long my goal was to just finish college and graduate. Now that it’s over there are projects I’m ready to work on and things that I want to do for myself.
People always say that the new year is THEIR year. Their year to work harder, accomplish goals, etc. While I think it’s great people have that motivation for the new year, it’s hard for me to say 2014 will be MY year. Instead, I feel like it’s the start of many great years to come. The start of an ongoing process. I plan on striving for different long term goals that I never worried about before, doing the things that make me happy, and to continue keeping the great relationships I have with the people I love. A lot of people my age are usually where they want to be in life, or close to it.
For me, it’s the start of the next few years.
Finally.
Holy. I haven’t posted in a loooooooong time. Why? Because I’ve been busy. I’ve had more free time to do other things/activities and sometimes I’ll forget to post my adventures. After many years of going to school on and off (and part time), I finally finished college last fall and received my degree this past January. I have to say it’s kind of weird not having class and sometimes I feel like my brain is shrinking. Right now I’m in the process of trying to find a hobby or something that will keep me busy. I have some trips and weddings coming up so hopefully I can get back to taking some photos. Until then this is all I have. But maybe I’ll post some pictures from my Coachella trip.
The Little Things
Whether it has to do with friends or family, and even strangers, husband or wife, girlfriend or boyfriend, to sights and sounds, smells and touch…
…it’s all about the little things.
Like when your mom leaves you a note on your bathroom mirror to have a good day.
Your friends stopping by your work to bring you food or coffee for no reason.
Waking up to a kiss from your boyfriend. Or better yet waking up in his arms.
Waking up to the sun shining through your blinds.
Coming home to flowers on your nightstand. Or receiving a package from a friend who lives in another country.
Falling asleep to the sound of the rain.
Your mom delivering home made baked cookies to your apartment. Or walking by the smell of fresh baked bread.
Hearing the sound of your baby laugh.
The giddy feeling he gives you when he smiles at you. Or how beautiful she looks when she’s happy.
Moments where you and your friends are laughing so hard over something that wasn’t even that funny.
Getting a text or call from your friend that’s on the other side of the country just to say “hi”. Or from the other side of the world.
Putting on clothes right out of the dryer, making you feel all warm and cozy. Especially warm socks.
Getting into bed with fresh sheets. Or digging your bare toes into a plush carpet.
Taking a nap to the sound of the ocean.
Waking up to a text from him saying good morning.
It’s the feeling you get when you hear the click of a photo being taken from a film camera.
The feeling you get when someone tells you that you made their day. Or just the feeling you get knowing you have helped someone.
Getting a fresh batch of french fries from McDonalds.
The way he holds your hand. Or kisses you on the forehead.
When a baby grabs one of your fingers with their whole hand.
Him calling you beautiful. Or how handsome he looks dressed up.
That one balloon that became a yearly tradition between you and your sister.
And just that simple feeling of being happy.
The list can go on and on…
It’s simple…sometimes it’s the little things that count.
A Letter to Love
Dear Love,
It’s Valentine’s Day. Honestly, I’m not much of a V-Day person. More of a Happy Single Awareness Day person. Maybe it’s because I was never with someone during this so called day of love. I’ve never had a date for this day, but I was never sad about it. It was just another day of people sharing love (which btw, shouldn’t just be one day out of the year, people should be doing it everyday). An upside was attending Pillow Fight. But because of other circumstances I feel like I can’t even go to that. This year’s different. I’ll admit, I’m a little sad. I did a total 360 from being the happiest I’ve been with someone to feeling pain that has left me sleepless. The painful thing about breakups is accepting the fact that the person just no longer wants to be with you. It’s plain and simple. I know with time I’ll be able to get past it. I’m surrounded by friends and family who love and support me and that’s all I can ever ask for. But for now, you suck Love. But I hope one day you’ll make me as happy as I was before.
Love,
kris
Word.
With the little sleep I had last night, I had a bad dream that woke me up crying.
My feelings are, if you love and care for someone enough, you’ll make the time for them. Unfortunately, for me, I wasn’t enough for them to do so.
Thoughts: Android vs. iPhone
Me being the Mac/Apple lover I am, I’m surprised I don’t have an iPhone. And to be honest, when the iPhone 4S came out, I wasn’t too impressed. I’ve had an 8mp camera on my phone for over a year and a half. I’m able to tell my phone to navigate to a certain location or tell my phone to Google search something. And dual core processors are pretty much standard on a lot of the Android phones out there now. People constantly ask me which operating system I like better. My answer to them is that I’m an Apple fan and while I do think the iPhone is a good phone, there are certain things about Android that I like better. BTW, these are in no particular order.
1. Widgets- Believe it or not I like the fact I can add widgets on my phone. Whether they’re picture widgets, MLBAtBat or ESPN score widgets, or even the standard Google widget it makes it that much easier to customize my phone.
2. External Battery- Although the iPhone battery life is usually pretty good, it’d be nice to change only the battery if needed instead of replacing the whole phone.
3. Upgradable Memory- What happens if you’re iPhone is low on memory because you filled it up all the way? I have a 16gb Nano that I thought would be enough for my music. It’s currently full. Androids give you the option to change your memory cards.
4. Free Navigation- I know what you’re thinking. There’s an app for that. Well on Androids the turn by turn navigation comes built in and I don’t have to worry about trying to find what app works best.
5. Adobe Flash- There’s been talk that Android phones will no longer support Flash, but until then the browser experience on Android’s is more like on a computer than the iPhone is. Try getting tickets for Cirque Du Soleil on an iPhone and the seating chart won’t show. Also try playing a video that’s embedded on a website on an iPhone.
6. Google Software Names- Cupcake, Donut, Eclair, Froyo, Gingerbread, Honeycomb, and the newest…Ice Cream Sandwich. Okay, this isn’t really a reason, but it’s pretty fun hearing all the newest software names. Whoever is responsible for naming all the software versions after food desserts and pastries…thumbs up to you.
Now, don’t get me wrong. I’m still an Apple fan and majority of my electronics are Apple. In fact, I recently had to give up my work phone which was an iPhone. For the past 4 months I got to rock both an iPhone and Android. Call me selfish or crazy but I liked having both. I knew that if my Android died, my iPhone would still be working. But if I needed directions, my Android worked best. To be honest, I think I really liked the iPhone because of Instagram. Damn you Instagram! But now that I have a 4G Android for work (which I love using the internet for because it’s so fast), a part of me wants to get the iPhone for my personal phone. Decisions decisions!
I know plenty of people that have a hard time deciding between Androids and the iPhone. If you’re stuck and can’t decide, ask yourself what it is that you want to be able to do on your phone and what you’re going to use your phone for. Figure out what things are most important and then find out which phones could do what you want them to.
Friends. Family. Love.
I recently re-visited my Myspace page and read all of the four blog posts that I posted on there. One being the current “about me” section of my blog. But there was another post that I thought was worth re-posting because it reminds me of how awesome the people in my life are. There are certain people I consider my close friends and whether I talk to them everyday or only once a month, those people are the ones I can ALWAYS go to and I hope they know they can come to me when in need.
April 18th, 2005
izelle gave me a card for my birthday and this is what the card said…
you are my “help put things in perspective” friend… my “you understand because you’ve been there” friend… my “help-it’s one of those days” friend! there’s a lightness of heart that comes from just telling you about my day and listening to yours. whether we solve the problems of the world or not, just because i’ve got a friend like you to laugh with, everything feels like it’s going to be OK. so happy birthday to my “just don’t know what i’d ever do without you” very good friend. -catherine slater [hallmark…of course]
it wasn’t just what the card said that got me thinking, but alot of what izelle wrote. one line that said “i truly don’t know what my life would be like without you there for all the big things and all the little things.” that line alone got me thinking about the people in my life. my friends…my family…what would i do without them? through the good times and bad, they’ve been there for me. especially regina, trina, and izelle…they’ve heard it all. whether it be a girls night out, hanging at tre’s dying each others’ hair, driving to cupertino just for pizookies, going shopping, waking up to late night calls, listening to someone crying, gettin crunked and touchy feely at clubs, or jus chillin at the bux and conversing…i know i can count on you guys to run to when i’m feeling down, or run to for a good time. i’m also thankful for old friendships that have sorta drifted away, and are now gettin re-established. two people to be specific. i’m glad that we can still talk and that we’ve all been calling each other more. no matter what, you know you can call any of us if you need someone to talk to. one way or another and i’m thankful for friends like you. you’ve been there for me through my toughest times…and biggest events in my life as well as the small ones. we’ve created these memories together…and without each other, who knows what things would be like. memories with the LiKs…my EAE girls (haha)…and the guys…good times my friends. i love you all.
First of all…I can’t believe I actually said “crunked”. But aside from that, remember that it’s the little things in life that count. Live life and don’t take the little things for granted.
This isn’t an emo post so to put it plain and simple…
MY FRIENDS AND FAMILY ARE FUCKING AWESOME AND I LOVE THEM.
That’s all. Bye now.
I Remember…
I remember my first time going to the Magic Trade Show. When I stepped onto the show floor I was overwhelmed with the brands I was around. Shocked by the fancy booths. Excited about being around people in the street wear industry.
Bigger brands had booths that looked like mini restaurants with a hostess stand. Others looked like mini stores. Some with even two floors. I was in awe.
But the one memory I took from that day was being invited into the LRG booth. We walked past their front desk (where I assumed buyers checked in) and went straight inside. Besides all the racks of clothes around me I noticed a guy in front of me sitting on a round sofa, chillin on his Sidekick…in my head I was like “holy shit, that’s Jonas, one of the founders of LRG. And behind him…Ben Baller.” I kept my cool, sipped my Heineken, and carried on. But better believe I was excited inside. To be around the person who built this multimillion dollar brand. The guy that designed these dope tees that my ex-boyfriend used to buy and I’d want to cut up and make into girl shirts (before they had Luxirie). The one that inspired all these other brands and people.
So when I heard about his passing yesterday I was in shock. I may not have personally known him, but he is known within the fashion industry as well as the music industry. He changed the street and urban wear scene and inspired so many people. He was definitely a pioneer and paved the way for others.
RIP Jonas Bevacque
It’s My Fault I’m Single
Okay, so where do I begin here? Lately I’ve been thinking about relationships and how I’ve managed to feel like the only single one out of my close group of friends. Meaning the ones I just went to Vegas with in my previous post. Out of all those girls, four are engaged, two are living with their boyfriends, leaving me and the bride’s little sister the single ones. I have other friends that are single too, but that doesn’t mean they don’t feel the same way too. Trust me, we’ve discussed this.
I started to think about the type of guys I go for. And while some of my friends think I have a specific type, I have other friends who feel like I don’t have a type at all. Then I have those friends that think I have a type and then I surprise them and go for a guy I don’t usually go for. *Suuurpriiiise!* Even though my “types” seem to vary, I came to a realization that the way I meet guys is all the same. At a club, at a bar or anywhere around alcohol. Obviously something needs to change there or I’m going to go through this cycle over and over. Thank Jamie Foxx for making me realize that. Rach also talks about it here.
But today I read a post called “An Open Letter to the Women Who Are Telling Me It’s My Fault I’m Not Married”. My first reaction was “Shit…IS IT my fault?” (not that I’m trying to be married, but in regards to being in a relationship). I once had a guy tell me that the reason why we didn’t work out was because I wasn’t nurturing enough (which btw, an exbf disagrees and says I was very nurturing, haha). My other friend made me realize I’m picky (which I know isn’t a bad thing). And another friend told me he can’t see me with kids because I’m too selfish and carefree. Really?! Well shit, if it’s my fault, it’s my fault. If I’m picky, I’m picky. I know there’s a fine line to that though. I don’t think I’m so picky I’ll pass something up that could potentially be good, but I don’t want to settle for less and be stuck in a relationship that doesn’t make me happy. Why settle for being content when you know there’s that possibility of happiness?
“Because staying in a bad relationship just because it is heading towards marriage is like putting a plastic bag over your head, and just letting in enough air that you can stay alive.” -Brienne Walsh
There are certain things in the article I don’t necessarily agree with but it’s definitely something to think about. The comments have some good point of views and it’s interesting what single women and single mothers are saying. The author also shares two other articles about single women. Read them. Straight up Sex and the City status.
But the one thing to get from this is don’t feel bad that you’re single. I know we feel like we have some type of time line, but don’t settle for less than what you’re worth.
A Little Rant About My Life
On my way to class tonight I walked by a sign on campus that said “Students Know Where They’re Going”. First of all…I’m almost 27 years old and I still don’t know where I’m going.
Last week was the first week of school and while I usually have my “beginning of the semester” breakdown a couple weeks after school starts, I ended up having it the second day of the semester. It’s my usual shit about still being in school and wondering what the hell I’m doing with my life. And although I’m feeling better about it now, I still wanted to share my rant because I know that some people feel the same way I do.
It seems like I constantly put this song on repeat when I’m not content with my life. Okay, let me rephrase that. I am content and there really isn’t anything I can complain about. I’m fortunate enough to have my own apartment in the city (because of a family hookup). I have a part time job that gives benefits and pays for school, plus I get to play with cell phones and wireless products all day. I’ve experienced the street wear industry and got to see how things work behind the scenes, not to mention all the amazing and talented people I got to meet. And I’ve been lucky enough to go on trips with my friends to places like Hawaii and cruises to Mexico. I’m the type of person that feels free spirited and likes to have fun. I like to experience new things and like to get a taste of everything.
BUT I feel like I don’t have a passion for anything in particular. Don’t get me wrong, I love being interested in so many different things and I like learning a little bit of everything. But there are times where I feel like I need something stable in my life. I want to find that one thing that I LOVE to do and have a passion for.
I’ve been in college for almost 10 years now (give or take a few semesters off) and to be honest I STILL don’t know what the hell I’m doing. I mean, I have a few interests I think I can go for, but nothing screams out at me. And it seems like the closer I get to finishing school, the harder it is. I have to try to add classes and with the school system the way it is, I feel like it’s going to be impossible to graduate. Six classes. That’s all I need…six. Classes are so impacted that it’s hard enough trying to get into one. California’s budget cuts are so bad that one of my friends moved to Philly because she didn’t think she’d be able to finish school living here (miss you Meesh!).
Even if I graduateWHEN I graduate I’m still not sure I’ll know what I want to do.
One thing I realized in the past week is that I get motivation from those that are in the same boat as me, those that are doing things they love, and those that specialize in certain things. But I’ll save that one for another post.
I know I’ll figure it out. I know I’ll graduate. But sometimes there’s still that feeling of needing something more.
yeeBay 
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