another awesome video

this is nick pitera. nick can sing. nick can sing both parts of "a whole new world" from alladin. listen to nick sing.

endings or beginnings

finals are over and christmas has come and gone. this amounts to being very bittersweet for me.

but i'm in love with the changes coming up. i have resolutions to make, habits to get rid of, re-organizing and re-arranging to get on with.

i'm in the process of changing out my room. not only is this a fabulous excuse to go shopping, but it's just good to get rid of the old and bring in the new. i returned from hawaii (which, as always, was wonderful even though some very important people in my life were missing) to the chaos of my room, post-finals. it was like walking into a brick wall of stress. there were outlines everywhere, clothes strewn across desk, chair, and floor, flow charts tacked onto the walls, evidence of my mad dash to do some last-minute mainland christmas shopping before heading to the islands. and then i added my luggage to the mix. it felt like a layer of fog had rolled over my room so that there was no where to step, no where to think, no where to breathe or be calm.

so i've spent the last day and a half cleaning up. not only for my own sanity and peace of mind, but also because my little sister (one of those important missing people) is coming to visit me tomorrow! excitement!

i'm dreading the new semester to come. this last one was so difficult and i'm not sure what to expect next. what will be thrown at us this time around?

but i don't want to think about that for a few more days. i've got some fun things to look forward to this week: A., new years, sight-seeing, good friends and good times. we'll deal with the unpleasant when it becomes necessary.

i've posted pics from thanksgiving through winter break on myspace!

nostalgia, thy name is kahea

i miss my quints.

i dreamt of kapuaiwa last night (ohhh, that sounds so poetic when you don't know what it is!).

anyway, i had a dream about kapuaiwa, and in the dream i was doing just normal day-to-day things: coming back from dinner, taking a shower, reading a book on a friends bed, running up and down the halls. even doing saturday morning cleanings.

it made me really homesick.

and then, to top off the homesickness, my best friends and i did our periodic email updates yesterday and today, so it's the first time in a really long time i've heard from any of them. i miss them so much. you know those people in your life that know you probably better than you know yourself? who are as much family to you as your biological family is? who love you, no matter what, no matter how long the absences or how stupid the reasons, they just love you unconditionally?

those are my quints.

that was what kapuaiwa will always be for me.



alex.lehua.le'a.pukui. i miss you guys. a lot.

throwing something around...

idea:

assistant d.a. (maybe?) moves to home after living in the big-bad city for a decade or so. kind of a prodigal daughter returns thing.

but why did she ever leave?

maybe she needed freedom, success, a change of pace. or maybe she was running away from something.

but hey, she's put enough people behind bars to [maybe] make up for some of her past mistakes. and she'd love nothing more than to heal some old wounds (maybe bury them), return to where she's no longer a stranger among millions of strangers, and start the small business she's always dreamed of.

but what if that something she ran from came back with her? what if that something never even left?


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i figure i know enough about small towns to write one. and i know a few future d.a.'s for research purposes. and i know my fair share of law, if i do say so myself.

i'm undecided on whether it's going to be a heroine or hero yet though. i mean, obviously there's going to be a counterpart (we all know how much i love romance...be it fantasy, paranormal, mystery or thriller, it's always romantic), i just don't know if the...foundation?...character is a male or female.

and we all know that if it ever gets written it's going to be part of a set. i can't do single titles.

now i just need some time to write...

we'll see what comes of it.

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oh, and just for fun, this is the small town i grew up in:

this is honomu. and i can actually see my rooftop in this image! in fact, i can identify who owns a lot of those houses..... lol. do you see that gulch near the bottom/right side of the picture? follow that road leading out of the gulch, passed the first intersection it makes with another road. right after that intersection, on the left, the first house has a red roof (it's on the corner). mine is the smaller white roof next to it (across the street from a large white roof and a large red roof).

and this is our "general store" on the main street of town. this store, ishigo's, is actually right across the street from the house i grew up in and still call home (ishigo's would be the large white roof across the street in the above pic)! right next to ishigo's (not of the red roof) is the "glass from the past" antique glass store, where i had one of my first jobs!

get your bells ready

by this time tomorrow i'll be done with this dreaded final. i know, it's not my last one (got 2 more next week), but it is BY FAR my hardest.

and it'll be over.

that alone, is cause for excessive, EXCESSIVE celebration.


AND aside from all the rest of the crap i've managed to jam into by brain in the last 2 days, i've learned a very valuable, never-to-be-forgotten lesson: i am SO not cut out for business law.

so.....here's to the home stretch. *raising my imaginary bucket filled to the brim with copious amounts of unnamed alcohol*




(oh, and lots of love to boyfriend and B, because let's face it, yesterday was a complete wreck, and there's just no other 2 people like you in the world)

been a bad day

would i ever suggest anyone go to law school?

i honestly don't know. (see "Law School Musical" below...)

it's hard to go from being the smart kid to pretty much knowing you're going to fail, and not being able to do anything about it.





if anyone can teach me international business transactions inside of 24 hours, feel free. Lord knows it can't get any worse than what it already is.....


why did i do this to myself?

old habits die hard

bad habits are so hard to break. what's your bad habit?

then again, it's not so hard to start new, better habits either. i started going to church again. forgot how much i missed it. how important that part of my life is to me. it's easy to forget when you think you can handle everything on your own. not so easy to forget when you finally realize you really can't.

so here's a note to myself for future reference: it's okay to not know what to do. it's okay to need help, direction, advice, objectivity, sympathy, comfort (yeah, that's the hardest, isn't it?). it's okay to...need something/someone other than yourself.

baby steps. baby steps are a good start on your way anywhere. or so i've heard.

in any case, i'm at the halfway point in this self-imposed 3-year crisis. that's got to say something, doesn't it? i like to think so.

so yay for me.




and about those bad habits? you'll grow out of it one day.

hopefully.