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a 20 year-old college student with a free spirit disposition.

Sunday

A Sense of Thanks.


the opportunities that have been given to me..
mum&dad: they save me in my darkest times.
my freedom; to sing, to dance, to paint.
Michelle: our relationship makes me feel ad for everyone else... because they don't have what we have, they don't have a true best friend.
RED VINES & ICE CREAM.
this blog: i'll be better i promise...

Today. Tomorrow. Yesterday. I thank God that he loves me so much; and has blessed me with an amazing life... that i often take for granted.

Love Today. Love Tomorrow. Everything will be okay.

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Friday

B(eautiful)LACK FRIDAY.

The food. The relatives. The football... none of that has ever been my favorite on Thanksgiving.

my favorite part of Thanksgiving is the morning after... or Thanksgiving night. I guess it depends on how you look at it.

Many people call this day BLACK FRIDAY. However, there is nothing dark and black about this day. So many red tag specials, free coffee and donuts, angry customers and frustrated cashiers... i love it all. My family and I have been celebrating Black Friday for about 6 years now. We're pretty committed. This year was different tho... much different.

Here was the run down:

2am - alarm goes off
2:30am - arrive at Old Navy (v-neck and bootie galore)
2:35 am - leave ON, realizing that the wait in line is approximately 2hrs... yeaaaa...
2:40-3:00am- wait outside KOHLS with a bunch of grumpy, caffeine -deprived shopaholics.
3:30am - leave KOHLS, realizing that there clothes are cheap all the time anyway (soo why wait in line?)
4:00am-6:00am - spent at MACYS, JCPENNEY, and SPORTS AUTHORITY... spending money like CRAZY.

overall, i would say it was successful...

my favorite purchase of BF?
a set of stylish pink nerf guns.

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun, Right?

Wednesday

Eat. Pray. Live.




My heart hurts today.


I watched Eat. Pray. Love. today with my mom and sister. And when I watched it, i realized how much i wanted to be like Julia Roberts...

..realizing that her whole life has been for someone else..
..realizing that she has either been in a relationship or breaking up with someone...
..realizing that she never had that "in between"...
..realizing that she has never truly been alone.

Since I was a freshman in high school, I have been chained to someone else. I was someone else's Kaitlin... never my own. I was Blake's, then Michael's. Never just Kaitlin.

"But you [Americans] don't know pleasure. You have to be told you've earned it. You see a commercial that says: 'It's Miller Time!' And you say, That's right, now I'm going to buy a six pack. And then drink the whole thing and wake up the next morning and you feel terrible. But an Italian doesn't need to be told. He walks by a sign that says: You deserve a break today. And he says, Yes, I know. "

I've earned pleasure. I deserve to be cared for and loved and to be selfish. I don't like the thought of it... which might actually be the problem...
*sigh*

"We call it "dolce far niente", the sweetness of doing nothing."

i think i might be starting my life today...