Running.

Sunday, May 31, 2009

This is quoted from Seans blog (http://seanlandis.blogspot.com) and I think it's great. In one sentence it's inspiring and motivating.
Run. Not from anything but for something, or maybe simply for the sake of running.
Run. Adventure is out there.
-SL

a different point of view.

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

I always say shopping is cheaper than a psychiatrist.
-Tammy Faye Bakker

take me back.

take me back to paradise cove.
take me back to Malibu HD





take me to taco tuesday.













take me back to zuma beach & sunsets















take me back to wine nights & best friends










take me back to 223.










take me back to Malibu.

I wish to live deliberately.

“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.”
— Thoreau

the utmost respect.

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Happy Memorial Day!

On a day designated to commemorate all U.S. men and women who have served in some form of military service, it's hard to believe that the day isn't celebrated in a higher regard. So, before I start, thank you. I don't think thank you is even near enough to express the gratitude I have for those who have fought.

Last night I sat with my dad and watched the 20th annual National Memorial Day Concert via PBS as they honored all these amazing men and women who risk their lives for their country. During this concert, they shared stories of courage and bravery that we're more inspiring than anything I've ever listened to. I sat there with my dad and I realized, teary-eyed, that war effects everyone so differently, yet it all leaves a mark. For my grandfather it was moving from Germany to the states, experiencing WW1 and then fighting for America in WW2. For my father it was knowing he had a father that served. Though he was young there was the Korean War, then the Iran-Iraq War, The Vietnam War, The Gulf War and the now ever-present War on Terror. And now, here I am, 21 years old, watching my country in the midst of the War on Terror.

Although everyone experiences something different, one thing remains the same, those who fought, fought with the utmost courage and deserve to be recognized. It's easy to become separated from it all. It's easy to go on with life as though nothing is really happening because it's so far away, right? Wrong, and although I won't ever fight in a war, and it might seem like it isn't affecting me.... it is. And, as a citizen of America, I won't ever forget and I won't ever forget to say thank you.

simply you.

When you are content to be simply yourself and don’t compare or compete,
everybody will respect you.”
—Lao Tse

Headliner Status.

Saturday, May 23, 2009

So Kate, knowing my love for blogs recommended Bob Lefsetz and his 'letters.' He claims to be the 'First in music analysis' and honestly I think he's brilliant. He isn't your typical blogger in the sense that he emails his letters to you after subscribing to them. However, he has this way of expressing feeling and emotion, the way I feel about music, into words that I could never dream of. Back to my blog "It's a Revolution" I talked about how Taylor has this way of inspiring people through her lyrics and her music. Today, Bob sent his daily email and his words said what I was feeling. So, I thought I'd share his genius about the music industry with you today....
"She played too long, the skits became tiresome, but last night I saw the future of the music industry, and it was HEARTWARMING and EXCITING! I got there during Kellie Pickler's set. I expected glitz. But what I got was a crack band, and rather than an overemoting "American Idol" contestant, a woman who was thrilled to be there, thrilled to be performing to this audience of peers and soon to be peers.

During the intermission this cauldron of estrogen typed text messages to the Verizon screens. There were none of the salacious and snarky comments of the hipsters, just endless expressions of friendship and love for Taylor. About to go to the bathroom, I was confronted with Ms. Swift on the big screen. Talking about being friendless in high school, but having something special. She urged those in attendance not to feel bad if they didn't fit in, if you were pursuing your dream, your time would come.

And then I RAN out for my pee, figuring there would be more interstitial material before Taylor took the stage that I didn't want to miss. And I was confronted with a vast wasteland. Barely a soul in the halls. Everyone was INSIDE the arena. This wasn't a perfunctory show, but an EXPERIENCE! They were bonding, they didn't want to miss a moment. I was aghast at the dancers in the opening number. Was this necessary? Kellie Pickler had done without, she'd relied solely on the music. Thank god, this was about it for bouncing bodies, the music took over. There were endless costume changes, all this peripheral shit that I deemed superfluous, but was obviously the fantasy of a nineteen year old. One with a bunch of hits who'd earned the right to do it HER way. It was quite clearly her show. No adults saying no, just the endless hopes and fantasies of a teenager.

I'd played both albums incessantly in order to prepare. But no matter how many times I'd heard them, I was no match for the girls in the audience. THEY SANG EACH AND EVERY WORD! It was like a school exam, one that got you the date of a lifetime, one that gave you the keys to the kingdom. They WANTED to know these songs, they were the story of their life. I've been going to shows for decades and I've NEVER EVER heard the audience sing along like this. To say it put a smile on my face would not convey the unbridled thrill I got being there. This was what music was supposed to be, not posing, not attitude, but JOY!

Even the six year old behind me in a newly-purchased t-shirt was singing along. They'd bought "Fearless" and played it in their bedrooms, when their friends were over, when they were depressed, when they were happy. That's what music is...ACCOMPANIMENT! And now you can take it along with you, on your iPod. Music is EVERYWHERE! And you HAD to go to this underpriced show (top ticket $59.50), it was a tribal rite.
"You take a deep breath and you walk through the doors
It's the morning of your very first day"

Do you remember high school? Both the trepidation and the hope? Wanting to date a senior but believing he has no idea you exist? That's a story Taylor Swift told. She had it right. AND THE AUDIENCE KNEW IT!
"'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you
You're gonna believe them"

You still want to believe them, no matter how old you are. It's just that attrition sets in, you want to have hope... Listening to Taylor Swift's music gives you hope. Does it last? Does it matter? A decade ago girl power was represented by the Spice Girls, a manufactured act that neither wrote nor played, and it was dubious as to their singing abilities. Taylor Swift is the OPPOSITE! She's the veritable BEATLES! The fact that she writes her own material makes all the difference. There's an honesty that cannot be denied. Her looks are secondary. And when she actually picked a lead on her acoustic guitar you could see Guitar Center's stock go up. Youngsters model after their heroes. If Taylor Swift can do it, I CAN TOO!

Instead of Mariah Carey clones, melisma-popping girls with their hands in the air singing bland crap, we're going to have a generation of empowered women needing to state their truth, delivering something that starts in the head and the heart as opposed to the office of a plastic surgeon. No one's done as much for women's music since JONI MITCHELL!

Highlights? ALL THE HITS! Singing "Teardrops On My Guitar" at the other end of the arena... If you haven't been in love with someone who hasn't loved you, you're not alive. If only you could TELL THEM! But you can't. The rejection would just be too painful, you'd be MORTIFIED! So you've got this secret crush, that can go on for years. "Hey Stephen", with its jaunty groove that forces your toes to tap and head to bob involuntarily. The lyrics of obsession are just the cherry on top. "Tim McGraw", introduced in a video by the man himself. "Should Have Said No". Why do people cheat and lie?

Most of the hit crap is massaged by middle-aged people, giving the public what it thinks it wants. But this filtered crap bears no resemblance to reality. But Taylor Swift's music is direct from her to you.
"You should have said no
You should have gone home
You should have thought twice before you let it all go
You should have known that word 'bout what you did with her'd, get back to me
And I should have been there, in the back of your mind
Shouldn't be asking myself why
You shouldn't be begging for forgiveness at my feet
You should have said no
Baby and you might still have me"

They say that feminism has taken a hit. That little girls want to dress like whores and trade on their sexuality. But Taylor Swift sacrifices neither her femininity nor her dignity. You don't have to play by a man's rules, and you have the right to call out bad behavior. That's an ongoing theme in Taylor's work, expressing hurt, pain, wanting to set wrongs right. Fascinating in a culture where everybody's supposed to be a winner, where you can't show vulnerability, where you put on a smile and bury your feelings. But obviously Taylor's got it right. This gig was SOLD OUT! Even the UPPER DECK, high above the three rows of luxury boxes, was full. And that's almost like viewing a show from the OUTSIDE! There were no losers. No moments when you went out for a pee and a pretzel. But the true highlight was "White Horse".

Oftentimes during the show Taylor would just stand there, drinking up the applause, not like a pro, but someone reveling in having made it, basking in the acceptance, FINALLY! And after one of these long pauses, launching back into patter, and Taylor spoke regularly, it was an ongoing conversation with the audience, she told the assembled multitude how great they were and said they deserved a special guest. JOHN MAYER! I was stunned. He's not country. And he's not female.But Taylor Swift isn't country either. Occasionally a banjo was featured, but this was pure rock and roll. More guitars than you see at a classic rock show, no tapes, no hard drives. Top Forty is for drum machines, for altered voices, country's for music.

There was a big roar. But there wasn't the love for the rendition of "Your Body Is A Wonderland" that I expected. But then John switched from an acoustic to an electric, the same worn-out Fender that he uses to play those Stevie Ray Vaughan licks, and Taylor started picking out the notes on her acoustic...
"That face of an angel comes out
Just when you need it to
As I pace back and forth all this time
'Cause I honestly believed in you"

This ain't revenge rock. This isn't accusatory, rather the protagonist is disappointed, and is doing her best to display strength.
"I'm not a princess
This ain't a fairy tale
I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet
Lead her up the stairwell
This ain't Hollywood
This is a small town
I was a dreamer before you went and let me down
Now it's too late for you and your white horse
To come around"

Actually, this was Hollywood. But almost none of the throng in attendance will achieve any fame. They'll have victories and disappointments. They'll go to school, get married, have jobs and children. Hopefully they'll avoid the diversion of drugs in the fast lane of life depicted in a media that's full of sensationalism but absent much reality. Life's the same for everybody. You start off scared, knowing nothing. And by time you realize nobody knows anything, that the bullies and those screaming from the pulpit are full of shit, no smarter than you, it's too late, your skin has sagged, you're over the hill. Money matters, but it's not everything. A smile on the face of a loved one, helping another...they can make you just as happy as the billionaire, if not happier.

But suddenly the "artists" were aligned with the billionaires. It became about lifestyle, separating yourself from your fans. But on her way back from performing in the rafters Taylor stopped and hugged fan after fan. Because she knew what it meant to them. And what they mean to her. We're in it together. There's no show without an audience. And an audience is drawn to flash once. But to sustain a career, you've got to deliver more than a momentary hit, more than train-wreck value.

Taylor Swift has earned her headliner status. And she delivered on it. My complaints as to length and style are irrelevant. She did it her way. And that's all that matters in this life, having no regrets. Wall Street told us they had the economy handled. Clive Davis told us if we just did it his way music would not only survive, but be great. But they were both full of shit. As the Beatles once sang, you've got to think for yourself. Taylor Swift heeded their advice. And by hewing to her own line as opposed to someone else's she's inspiring a generation of young women. And me too.

She made me a believer. Not only in her, but music and the music business. If someone as great as Taylor Swift can make it, think of all the great acts to come!

I'm sorry, I know that was long, but he said how I felt and I thought everyone deserved to hear it from him. Go to his website and subscribe today, it's totally worth it.

Just wait.

I love this and I think so many times we wish we had someone to fill the void, but so often that person doesn’t always fill the spot we’re looking for.

It's from my new favorite blog: victoryblues.
“Wait for the person who pursues you, the one who will make an ordinary moment seem magical, the kind of person who brings out the best in you and makes you want to be a better person. Wait for the person who will be your best friend, the only person who will drop everything to be with you at any time no matter what the circumstances, for the person who makes you smile like no one else and when they smile you know they need you. Wait for the person who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweat and a t-shirt, but appreciates it when you get dressed up for them. and most of all wait for the person who will put you at the center of their universe, because that’s where you belong.”

I'm afraid of falling.

I love you.

I really don’t know what ‘I love you’ means. I think it means, ‘Don’t leave me here alone.'"

Sonnet by Neil Gaiman

It's a revolution.

Friday, May 22, 2009

It's not often that you leave a concert completely inspired. Maybe I look deeper into the whole concert experience than the 12,000 screaming pre-pubescent girls, but the Taylor Swift concert last night legitimately inspired me. She has the most positive view on ife and it's apparent through her music. I know what you're saying....Being all of 19 years old she's been through a lot right? Even though she's young, all of her songs are about relationships, heart breaks, life, experiences and things that move her. She's not afraid to cry about things, but at the end of the day she's happy and smiley and she reminded me that things change. While life experiences obviously effect your outlook on life, at the end of the day it shouldn't stop you from doing it all over. Yes, erring on the side of caution is important in some situations, but it should never limit us. It doesn't matter what I've been through because things will change.

But I believe in whatever you do And I'll do anything to see it through. Because these things will change. Can you feel it now? These walls that they put up to hold us back will fall down.
It's a revolution - The time will come for us to finally win.

I think some people really deserve where they are. After last night and the incredible show she put on, I believe that Taylor deserves it. Another person, Kris Allen. I think this picture says it all. While some think Adam should have been the American Idol, I could not be more thrilled that it was Kris. He comes from a tiny town in Arkansas, and fought through the ranks and ended up on top. He didn't compromise himself and he won and he deserves it. The two of them acknowledge where they've come from and who they are. They don't let the fact that they're famous get in the way of that. Change is inevitable and it's real yet in all circumstances it's important to understand that just because it's there doesn't mean it has to change you. Be yourself. Stay true to that -no matter what, it's hard, but it's worth it.

Extraordinary.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

We must overcome the notion that we must be regular…it robs you of the chance to be extraordinary and leads you to the mediocre.”
-Uta Hagen

Your greatness.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

It's understandable that when we're in school we get carried away. we get lost, too far into our own selves we forget to look around at what the world has. I thought when i came back to Arizona, the world would slow down. I thought I would have a chance to look at the world- to really see it. I thought I would see past all the irrelevant things and look at what it really has to offer. So often in the daily grind of our lives we get caught up. We wake up, go to work, come home, eat and go to bed only to wake up and do it all over again. It's like we're alive but are we really living? In the infamous words of Ferris Bueller, "Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it." Now, while that movie, at it's core, is down right hilarious, he had a point. Don't ever be afraid to let the world see your greatness.
Don't ever forget to see the magic in the world,
because if we're willing, the world has so much to offer.

This came from the season finale of One Tree Hill, and I think it's great. Enjoy.
Take a look at yourself in the mirror, who do you see looking back? Is it the person you want to be? Or is there someone else you were meant to be - the person you should have been but fell short of? Is someone telling you you cant? Or you wont? Because you can. Believe that love is our there. Believe that dreams come true every day, because they do. Sometimes happiness doesn't come from money, fame or power. Sometimes happiness comes from good friends and family and from the quiet nobility of leading a good life. Believe that dreams come true every day, because they do. So take a look in that mirror and remind yourself to be happy because you deserve to be.
Believe that and believe that dreams come true every day, because they do.

tell them.

Monday, May 18, 2009

"Tell the people you love that you love them before they can't hear you anymore."
-Grey's Anatomy

a different way to live.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

"It is no way to live, to wait to love." Dave Eggers

the spinning stopped.

Last night I had the amazing opportunity to sit down and enjoy the company of 3 of my best friends from high school, and I say opportunity because the chances of the 4 of us being together.... well let's just say it doesn't happen often. It was almost as if the world kind of stopped spinning around us. We sat around as we drank, laughed, chatted and caught up with each others lives. It's hard to believe that just four years ago, we all said goodbye as we ventured off into the 'real' world of college only to wander back four years later. Does anyone see a One Tree Hill resemblance here?

When I first came back to Scottsdale, I told myself I would not throw myself back in to the high school routines. No house parties, no 'high school' activities - my mind was set. I am a college grad and I was determined to act like one. This of course excludes my core (CWLA), but you get the picture. But then I realized that sometimes its important to take a walk down memory lane. It reminds us of those amazing, sweet and pure moments that define us. It reminds us of where we came from -and it allows us to see how far we've really grown. Because if we ever think we're too good to come back to where we started then that just means we really didn't learn anything. Back to where I started, kristengrace31.tumblr.com. It's good. It means we are growing and we are still learning because one we stop - once the spinning stops, we lose.

Mediocre.

“We must overcome the notion that we must be regular…it robs you of the chance to be extraordinary and leads you to the mediocre.”

— Uta Hagen


strange feelings.

Monday, May 11, 2009

Still adjusting to this whole, 'no more Malibu' business.

“You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place, I told him, like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you’ll never be this way ever again.”
— Azar Nafis

Home Improvement

Sunday, May 10, 2009

My friend Whitney gave this quote to me and I think it's hilarious. Another reason why I love Tim Allen, and Home Improvement.
"Why is it that when we are sitting at traffic lights and the person ahead of you moves up, so then you move up. We think we're making good time... 'Wow I moved up 9 inches, now I can stop for coffee and a danish before work!'"

The incredible journey.

Saturday, May 9, 2009

The journey has begun. We've all had the chance to go off and do our thing and now we're done. We've graduated college. In the words of Grey's Anatomy,
"Today is the day my life begins, today I become a citizen of the world, today I become a grownup. Today I become accountable to someone other than myself and my parents, accountable for more than my grades. Today I become accountable to the world, to the future, to all the possibilities that life has to offer. Starting today, my job is to show up, wide eyed, and willing, and ready, for what, I don’t know, for anything, for everything. To take on life. To take on love, to take on the responsibility and possibility, today my friends our lives begin, and I for one can’t wait."
Lauren just started on this incredible journey and I'm so excited for her - she's about to do great things and I can't wait to hear about it all and walk through it with her.

Go get 'em Lauren. I'll be here cheering you on. Today is the day your life begins.

dreaming.

“The future belongs to those who believe in their dreams.”
— Eleanor Roosevelt

regular days.


You never know what day of your life is going to be the biggest. The days you think are going to be big ones... they're never as big as you make them out out be in your head. It’s the regular days, the ones that start out normal, those are the days that end up being the biggest and today was graduation. It was beautiful- perfect.

something new.

Friday, May 8, 2009

blessed.

Throughout our lives we come across people that in a instant captivate us. They challenge us to think outside of our world and see something bigger. They allow us to grow in ways never imaginable and they love us through all of that. And, sometimes you meet a new friend. And, although you haven't known them as long, or seen them through as many things, you know there's something there. This is Kate. She's my blessing in disguise. We had a great road trip home and a fantastic time in Arizona, and I'm going to miss her. But it's only see ya later. Don't pass up something or someone because they're new, because in the newness of one, grows something wonderful.
"Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another, 'What! You too? I thought I was the only one.'"

always in a rush.

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Today, I moved home. Today is the first day of being back in my parents house. Today is the first day, where I no longer call Southern California home. Today is the day where it all starts. Looking back at when I first started blogging, I had this brilliant idea in mind. This blog would get me through senior year, it would help me move past the apprehension that was my senior year and allow me to break through on the other side, 'older and wiser.' While I may be older, the wiser aspect is something to be debated. At the beginning of my senior year, I was petrified. Thoughts of self-doubt and anxiety ran through my head faster than I could gather and this idea that I wasn't going to be good enough was weighing heavily on me. But, after five months, fights, struggles and heartbreaks, I ventured back to Malibu stronger than ever. Here I am again, ready to embark on a adventure that now, looks like something I'll never be able to handle. But I will.
"God will never give you anything you can't handle. He hands you the situation and then asks you to use Him to get through it. So we always get through it."

So, I have hope, because after going through senior year, after going through four years of college, I made it. It gives me hope that the fear I feel now is only going to make for a happier ending.

I'm a huge fan of other peoples blogs. I can't tell you how often I sit and scan through thousands of websites in hopes of something inspirational. I just think it's incredible how people who, some I know and some I don't can write words that completely captivate me. They put me in this trance that I can seem to shake. Today I got introduced to Kara Dioguardi (thankkks Kate!) and again I was enthralled. With Kara her lyrics are her way of inspiring and it's just as rewarding.
It's like I'm at the end of my emotions, watching the shadows burn in the dark and I'm in love and I'm terrified for the first time. I only said it because I mean it. I only mean it because it's true. So don't you doubt hat I've been dreaming because it leads me up, holds me close - whenever I'm without you. I can be all that you need if you let me try.
So, mean only what you say. Don't doubt your dreams. Be terrified. Never allow yourself to become mediocre. Be extraordinary. Inspire.



What if these strangers....what if they're angels.

a different track.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009


I did it! I graduated. I didn't fall when I walked across the stage - I made it. Here's to the next chapter. In the words of Miss Rachel Johnson -
I COMMENCED.
I saw.
I
conquered.

We did it. Three years going strong. Who would have thought.

So now, I'm sitting here, on my coffee table watching One Tree Hill, because everything else is packed, watching three movers, who know nothing about me or my roommates or the ridiculous memories they're so carelessly packing away. [And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives...Where we're gonna be when we turn 25] They don't know as that as they pack up my closet they're packing up late night outs, "I'm not going" moments, shared outfits, date outfits, matching jeans and an endless amount of hours spent debating the perfect top. they dont know that when they wrap up the wine glasses that they're packing up pre-parties, girls wine/lifetime movie nights, broken glasses and crazy parties. They don't realize the amount of hours spent in front of this massive tv, crying, laughing, celebrating or competing over mario kart on the wii. As they pack away the christmas decorations they don't appreciate the decorating party or the home baked cookies that accompanied them. They pack it all away, in brown boxes without a care in the world. [But when we leave this year we won't be coming back. No more hanging out cause we're on a different track] They don't reazlie that they're packing away years of memories, because to them it's all just stuff. But to me, its the things that made college, my home. So, I'm gonna pack it all up, put it all away, and never forget. [Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down. These memories are playing like a film without sound] So, it's over, and even as they pack away my belongings, it's not the end.
As we go on, we remember
All the times we had together
And as our lives change, from whatever
We will still be, friends forever

always come back.

Sunday, May 3, 2009


Cause we belong together now
Forever united here somehow
You got a piece of me and honestly
My life would suck without you.

We always have Villa Malibu 223 to call home.

Too many goodbyes.

I said way to many goodbyes this weekend.

Friday morning my wonderful family along with my dedicated bests, Coti and Whitney drove in to Malibu, one last time to help me celebrate my college graduation. We laughed, drank, ate way too much food and celebrated. We celebrated accomplishments and successes. We laughed about our memories. We shared our stories and our adventures. We took pictures to remember the successes and the memories. We cheers-ed and we congratulated. It was a weekend of goodbyes for me. I said goodbye to friends, professors, relationships, Pepperdine and my roommates. I cried a lot this weekend - more than I thought I would. But I think allowing ourselves to cry is how we heal, how we get through, how we move on.

I think I'd miss you even if we never met, actually I know I would. My heart searched for you and when it found you it overflowed. You were everything I didn't know I needed. I just wish your heart needed mine like I need you.

My Valedictorian Speech

Friday, May 1, 2009

I always wanted to be the valedictorian of my high school. (shhh that's a secret). I thought it would be such a rush to get up in from of my peers and encourage them with my profound words of wisdom that would forever change their lives. I would have eloquent quotes from successful people, Presidents and of course a good love movie, but at the end of it, those listening, would (in my dreams) walk away from my words, forever changed.

Then reality sunk in and after realizing freshman year that obtaining that valedictorian dream was a little out of my grasp, I just said I'd do it in college. So, since tomorrow is the day - my college graduation I'd better let you all in on the secret.

While, I had to be the bearer of bad news, I'd better tell you that I am not Pepperdine '09's Valedictorian. So, while those dreams are crushed under too many nights out and not enough nights in the library, I guess my pseudo-valedictorian speech is better said here.

To PepperFINE ’09,
Over the past four years our minds have been stuffed with information about literature, politics and more communication theories than I can ever dare to recall. We've been taught how to get along with roommates when the conditions seem unbearable, we've learned to appreciate the caf food and I think we've all learned at least one of the shuttle bus drivers names (it's Tom!). But, I think the one piece of advice I've learned, in my college career, that will stick out in mind more than the rest with me is that failure is okay.

I heard this quote from Grace McCalilster and I feel like she’s speaking to the hearts of all of us sitting here.
Listen carefully: you will fail here. All of you. College is not the culmination of your high school career. It is the beginning of your adult life. Only it is a slow sweet beginning that feels nothing like what life and all the attending obligations will eventually bring. So fail here… This is your chance.

Do things you know you can’t do, or think you can’t do but hope in your deepest most secret hidden heart that you can.

Be bad at things. Be embarrassed. Be vulnerable. Go out on a limb. Or two. Or twelve. The harder you fall, the farther you’ll rise. And the louder you fail, the clearer the distant bell of your future will ring. Failure is a gift. Welcome it. There are people who spend their lives wondering how they became the people they became, how certain chances passed them by and why they didn’t take the road less traveled. Those people are not you.

You have the front-row seat to your own transformation. And in transforming yourself, you might just transform the world. Believe that, and embrace the new person you’re becoming. This is your moment. Now. Not ten minutes from now, not tomorrow, really now. Know that, truly in your bones, and wake up each morning remembering it. And then keep going.
Just because we don't have everything under control at all times, doesn't mean we doomed to a mental breakdown. We're going to figure it out. Let's give ourselves some credit - we're college graduates after all!

It's human nature to fall, to lose control and to have to ask for help. There have been too many times when I'm too proud to stop and ask for help. I think by giving in, I'm giving up, and it's the complete opposite. Asking for help shows that we're mature enough to understand that things get hard, people disappoint you and sometimes you need help. I think that's key in jumping feet first into this new reality we're all about to face. It's scary out there, and we are going to get lost. We're going to fail, and if we can't ask for help of those around us we're going to crash. So lean on each other, respect each other, love each other.

Pepperdine has done a great job in offering us an education, brilliant teachers and a beautiful place to call home for four years.

But I think another thing that Pepperdine gave me that I don't always give credit to, is the people it's placed in my life. It gave me mentors, roommates, sisters, best friends, drinking partners, Starbucks companions, shopping buddies, dinner dates and so much more. And one thing I've been struggling with is the reality that I'm going to have to say (physically) goodbye to all these people. But Callie reminded me today that those friendships are built to last. The people I've meet here have inspired me and taught me in ways unimaginable. I can't get carried away with this process, because it's inevitable - I have to remember the details.

So, as I leave Pepperdine and Malibu, and the beach and all other things considered, I won't forget. I won't forget the tiny intimate details that makes this place great; like sitting in the courtyard at John's Garden for hours hoping to catch a glimpse of Gwen Stefani playing with her kids at the playground, mojitos (virgin of course!) at Paradise Cove, my favorite baristas, my CCB-family, that one study room in the library where we met, Thursday nights at Barrel, or Tuesday nights at Sunset. I will never forget Wednesday morning convos, trips to La Salsa or especially those nights watching Biggest Loser while eating 6 bowls of cereal.

 I’ll miss our extensive; Dr. Phil-esque talks around the kitchen table and wine nights watching Lifetime Movies. So, while I might be leaving this place I call my home, my memories aren’t going anywhere. They'll stick in the hearts of those I'm going to miss the most and even though we’re far apart, we’ll always have our memories. So, here is it, here’s to you, here’s to the best four years.

Let’s make the spectators proud; Graduation 2009? Let's do this.
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