Sorry, Mom, But I Can't Stop Smiling

Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Mom, as much as I love you, don't read this post.
For the rest of you, I'm currently listening to Ashlee Simpson and haven't been able to stop smiling for the past hour. Hopefully you read my catch up post, and if you didn't go go go. If I had a diary, I would write this in there, like the moment after it happened, but I don't so I came inside, showered, got ready for bed, and propped open my laptop. Good enough, right?
So the boy I mentioned in my last post, remember the one with the kiss under the fireworks, the great baseball tickets, yeah, him. Well, he came into the city for a game last night, and instead of driving in with his dad like he usually does, they took separate cars. I had gone to help Angie move some boxes into her new apartment, and exchange something at Target. On our way back from Target, where Starbucks was closed (rude, Starbucks) I got a text, explaining to me the above situation, telling me he won his game, and asked what I was doing. He wanted to "stop by and say hi."
He had a paper due at 11 which he hadn't finished but wanted to see me because I haven't seen him since that date (like two weeks or so ago?). So he came by and the "quick hi" turned into 20 minutes.. outside. Am I awful for not inviting him in? I didn't really have a chance to invite him in. MIND YOU, I like ran home from Target to clean and put on mascara and concealer because I was wearing ZERO makeup and workout clothes. You know, he can deal. Okay, not really, I was freaking out. I also brushed my teeth because, well I wanted to make sure I didn't have bad breath, that's gross. Back to the story, so I went outside because he texted me saying he was here and he was nowhere. Like I don't know what kind of car he drives. So I went back inside, got my keys and slippers, MY SLIPPERS, and found him across the street. Like that's fine because I was going to come right back inside, right? FALSE. Stayed outside for like 20 minutes. Maybe I caught pneumonia. No I wasn't that cold actually, but still. Like why did I power clean my apartment if he didn't even come inside. And I hinted at it! Was I supposed to say the words "do you want to come inside?" but then he would've never left in time to finish his paper. Like, it was bad enough we were outside for 20 minutes. That's a lie. It wasn't bad at all. I couldn't stop smiling. Or talking. Or... we won't get into that part because let's be honest, my mom is probably still reading this. Hi mom!
So I'm going to sleep with a smile on my face. But the reality is that I go home for summer in 2 weeks, but I'm hanging out with him Thursday if all goes according to plan. But that's probably the last time I'll see him for awhile and I am not looking for a long distance relationship right now. So it sucks, but I'm happy right now and that's all that matters, right? So heres to finishing this week strong and getting over this cold. (Don't worry, he knew I was sick. I warned him beforehand. I also told him to take Emergen-C or Airborne when he got home, because I don't want him to get sick from me.)
Okay, I'm done ranting. Still smiling, But now instead of listening to Ashlee Simpson, I'm listening to Vanessa Carlton.
Also, shoutout to my group chat for dealing with me immediately after this all went down. I was on Cloud 9 and was super sappy and I'm sorry. Also, he did finish his paper, because I know you were all concerned, but I'm sure it could have been way better, I mean he only had 15 minutes to write and submit it. WHOOPS.

A Boy? A Blog? An Arrest?!

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Hopefully that title is intriguing enough to want to read, but the thing is, it's all true. So get excited! This post is about to be very interesting and fill you in on pretty much everything that has gone on in the past month.
Now since the last one is probably the most surprising, we'll do that and get that one out of the way. If you remember from my posts on my internships, I had been interning for my public administration class. (You can see posts all about my internship here, here, here, oh and here!) I completed my hours needed for the class but still was continuing my internship for the rest of the semester. That is, until I went to the office one morning a few weeks ago and there was no one there. Being the intern, I was unable to take my badge home meaning some one would need to let me into the office. I called the office, no one answered. Like I was standing outside, hearing the phones ring, and nothing. Security guard looked at me like I was crazy and told me to call my boss. Like hello, do you not think I already tried that?! Then the really hot guy from the office next door asked me if I was okay and I just had to smile and nod because 1) I can't speak around really attractive men and 2) no I'm not okay I'm on the verge of a panic attack.
So what do I do?! I call my mom.
Of course my mom turns into detective mode and tells me she will call me back, so now what?  I am in the state building, pacing, freaking out, and I don't know what to do. So I text the boy. Now, I know you are supposed to be cute, and flirty, and be cool with guys that you are just starting to talk to but you know what? If they are planning on sticking around they might as well deal with me at basically my worst. Sorry, but that's the truth. *monkey covering mouth emoji*
Back to the story. So as my mom is being a detective, I am venting to this guy who probably thinks I am insane but is actually keeping me calm. Weird. Why is this weird? Because every other guy I've ever talked to usually drives me crazy and we would butt heads and I just wouldn't want to tell them anything because I didn't want them to feel like I was a burden. Does this make sense?
So my mom finally calls me back, and tells me to be calm, and not freak out. So of course, because I am a logical human being, I lose my cool and start freaking out! My boss was arrested. Okay well now what!?
Since I finished my hours, the internship for my class was ultimately finished. For 2 weeks I went through this internal debate about how I didn't want to quit my internship (like my professor told me to) because I didn't want to quit. I loved working there, I loved the people, I loved the experiences. This is when I went on my blog-hiatus. I didn't know what to blog about, I didn't know what to think, I didn't know what to do. I ultimately made my decision and no longer work at my internship, but have told them that I would be available until the end of the semester if they need me to come in one day just to do entry level things. I was finally happy with my decision, and I had 3 people to thank, my parents, my friends, and this boy. Why the boy? Because he stuck through it, which hasn't been the case in a long time.
I have hung out with him twice, once just a hang out, the second time a date. It was an amazing first date, to put it lightly (crossed kissing under fireworks off my bucket list). 
We were supposed to have a second date today, but I had to work. The only downside to all of this is that he doesn't live in the city. That and we both have busy lives, leaving like no time to actually hang out. 
Adding to that, I'm only in the city until May before I go home for 3 months (summer), but don't worry, he knows this. I've also brought up the "so" question and we're both pretty much on the same page about whatever this is. He also knows I have a blog. Which made blogging right after our date kind of difficult. (I blame myself for having my blog in my Instagram description. Oh well)
So that's that for the boy. I think. It's just weird because people always say that it will happen when you least expect it, and that is exactly what happened. So we're just having fun, seeing where this leads. 
Wow, that was cheesy. SORRY! Anyways, back to the blog part of this post. I have regained my love for Tumblr over the past month, again leading to me neglecting this blog, and have also started Her Campus at my school, taking over the time I would normally dedicate here. But now that I have more free time (and lack of internship) and am finally back to my normal, not freaking out about interns and arrests and everything else! And for that I have you to thank, for reading this whole post, and for sticking with me through my rough patch of the semester(:

As Told By Kathryn

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

If you would have talked to me four years ago, I would have told you I would be going to school on the East Coast, I would be probably a sociology major with a pre-law emphasis, and that I was stressing over the SAT.
Two Christmases ago I got a camera that would begin my 6 month YouTube career.
A year and a half ago I was debating blog names for my personal/beauty blog.
One year and a month (or so) ago I found out that I was going to go to Spain for a month.
One year ago today I started this blog.
And today I am here.

Being an only child has shaped a lot of the decisions I have made over time. I stayed in California because of my parents, and can't imagine going to school anywhere else. San Francisco used to just be my Aunt's favorite city and where we would go for weekend getaways. Now it is my second home.

I changed my major from undeclared, to sociology, to politics, and have added my PR minor. I went from pre-law to just focusing on politics. I went from wanting to be a corporate lawyer to wanting to do something in politics with an emphasis on PR.

I graduated 8th grade valedictorian and went into high school not knowing anyone. I met my best friends, found my "clique" and got a vague idea of what I wanted to do. I went to college knowing one person, my best friend, and can now say that some of my best friends live in the city but wanted something completely different out of life.
Branding myself comes from my past. It comes from being an only child, from leaving home for college, from dreaming of the east coast. 

I believe in fairytales, and the fact that everything happens for a reason, you just have to believe... I'm a girl searching and waiting to be captivated. But in the meantime, I will live my life, and there will be bumps, holes, and new directions, but this is my life...for now: I'm a student addicted to caffeine, fascinated by makeup, with a minor shopping problem. Sherman Oaks native currently living in San Francisco. 

Plan B

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

In the past month, I have learned that I should always have a Plan B. Not like the pill, no. Don't worry. I mean like Plan B-Backup Plans. Supposed to hang out with a guy? Have a backup plan. Supposed to go to your internship? Have a backup plan. Supposed to stay home and be productive? Have a backup plan. Okay so that last one was a stretch, but you know what I mean.

I've had a lot riding on my plate these past few weeks, but I have been given so many opportunities and experiences that I just need to remember to soak it all in. Instead of venting to my blog, I've had people to lean on, something that hasn't always been an option for me. Something that comes from finally being so comfortable with yourself, and your past, and everything about you, that you can find comfort in talking to your friends, family, and even guys about literally anything. It comes from knowing who you are, not exactly what you want to be, but what you want. What you want out of life, out of your experiences, out of every day.

This back up plan insures that not everything will be perfect. It's a reminder in the back of your mind, not to help you prepare for the worst, but to help deal with the situation when it doesn't go according to plan: basically the past two-ish weeks.

I took all these pictures during a "back up plan" which was a hike. Surprise surprise. This back up plan occurred a few weeks ago, but I haven't known what to blog with them until today. So here''s to Tuesdays, having a backup plan, and actually being comfortable with my life at this moment.

"But first, let me Instagram"

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

As you may or may not know, I am an Instagram addict. See post here. There, I said it. 
That is relevant to this post, I promise. This past weekend was my sorority's first ever Family Weekend. The goal of the weekend was to tour the city and adventure with your family, and post it to Facebook with certain hashtags. Person with the most amount of pictures with hashtags won. How many times can I say hashtags in this post. 

My parents came in Friday night, and we headed to Bambino's for an early dinner and then back to school for "Family Weekend Kickoff."

My mom was very excited about her Theta shirt, to say the least!
That night, Christine and Javi came over for movie night aka me yelling at "Blackfish," watching the first 15 minutes of Frozen and the singing parts of Pitch Perfect.
The next morning my parents and I met up with their friends at Nopa and YUM, but it's always delicious. We also had mimosas and french toast for appetizers. Why not.
The tourist stops began with Alamo Square.

From Alamo Square (Painted Ladies, Full House house) we went to Twin Peaks....
AND THEN THESE HOTTIES GOT OFF A TOUR BUS. My dad had to remind me to breathe. It was bad.
Caught taking a panorama. WHOOPS.
Close up of our shirts. Ooooh, aaaaah.
On to the next stop! We went to the mosaic stairs, and HI they are gorgeous. Random for the neighborhood, but so beautiful!

We also went to Lands End and a ton of places in Golden Gate Park and on Haight, but then got tired. Like REALLY tired. So we retreated to my apartment/the dorms for a 20 minute nap aka my parents took a nap in my bed and I drank coffee.
Then we went to dinner at Pier 39 and looked super duper cute, if I do say so myself.

After dinner, I was tired and wanted to go home, but my dad started getting competitive. We made some pitstops on the way home for pictures, and ended up at the Star Wars Museum in the presidio.

The next day was award day and I DIDN'T WIN. I KNOW I'M STILL UPSET ABOUT IT. So what do you do when you're upset? You go shopping.

Post shopping/Costco/Trader Joes, we headed to Sausalito and ate at.. wait for it, Salsalito. AH! How cute is that. We got tacos, surprise, surprise. And margaritas made out of wine! What?

And then the rain came, and my parents left. But all in all I had an incredible weekend!