tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51484019815616276422024-03-13T14:08:44.972-07:00Bigger Dreamsjuskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.comBlogger128125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148401981561627642.post-52406841862514869992011-09-29T03:01:00.001-07:002011-09-29T03:01:50.430-07:00Where's your favorite place to hang out?<p class="formspringmeAnswer">Beacchhhh. (:</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/kaulani?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me whateva you like.</a></p>juskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148401981561627642.post-38497873440878486282011-09-21T01:42:00.000-07:002011-09-21T01:42:07.972-07:00Facebook Changes - Love 'em or hate 'em<a href="http://n0elle19.hubpages.com/hub/Facebook-Changes-Love-em-or-hate-em">Facebook Changes - Love 'em or hate 'em</a>juskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148401981561627642.post-80419721944874109482011-07-18T23:00:00.001-07:002011-07-18T23:00:49.841-07:00What is your favorite summer memory?<p class="formspringmeAnswer">Summers just one big blur but I know its been amazing!</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/kaulani?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me whateva you like.</a></p>juskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148401981561627642.post-90500349910666061902011-01-11T23:34:00.001-08:002011-01-11T23:34:26.251-08:00how many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie pop?<p class="formspringmeAnswer">about 250.</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://formspring.me/kaulani?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me whateva you like.</a></p>juskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148401981561627642.post-41430603726682222532011-01-08T10:27:00.000-08:002011-01-08T10:30:58.311-08:00I only write about sad things lately on here.Today is my Uncle's funeral. <div>He was a young, seemingly happy man who committed suicide on New Years 2011. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>I'm so upset at him for doing this even though it feels wrong to be upset. </div><div>I should be sad but instead I hold feelings of resentment towards him for doing this to his family, to his 3 young children, to his girlfriend who stood with him all these years. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>I'll get over it one day but it'll take a little bit. </div><div>Every time I see his children I can only think of how my sister felt when her father committed suicide and how heartbroken she was. </div><div>His children were way younger then my sister. </div><div>I feel really horrible for them.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>It just started raining. </div><div>And I'm wearing a dress to this funeral. Smart choice? Probably not.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>In loving memory of Charles. <3>juskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148401981561627642.post-1064933672609612422011-01-03T12:37:00.001-08:002011-01-03T12:37:15.840-08:00Y R U FRIENDZ WITH FLAB BITCH ZOE<p class="formspringmeAnswer">Y R U SPELLING LIKE DIZ? <br />You ghetto bitch.</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://formspring.me/kaulani?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me whateva you like.</a></p>juskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148401981561627642.post-76831320439898420522011-01-03T12:36:00.001-08:002011-01-03T12:36:34.672-08:00y r u friends with flab bitch zoe?<p class="formspringmeAnswer">I dunno who the heck Zoe is but if I am her friend its because I can be friends with whoever I want. Fuck off, thanks. (:</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://formspring.me/kaulani?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me whateva you like.</a></p>juskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148401981561627642.post-85135730961395647502010-12-28T00:33:00.001-08:002010-12-28T00:33:57.525-08:00how was bruno mars? :D<p class="formspringmeAnswer">Of course it was good. The concert part wasn't even totally amazing, it was just nice to get dressed up and do something fun on Maui for once. Also chillin' with my bestie and taking my little cousin to her first concert was the best. <3 I also, tripped down a stair and tricked the MACC ticket lady into letting Richelle sit by me. She wasn't very happy and told me to turn off my BlackBerry later cause the flash. OH WELL. (: <br />I enjoyed. Wish you coulda came still.</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://formspring.me/kaulani?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me whateva you like.</a></p>juskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148401981561627642.post-47457077571188204422010-12-10T00:18:00.001-08:002010-12-10T00:18:58.247-08:00why are you such an old lady ? :) <3<p class="formspringmeAnswer">Awwwh, because little whipper snappers like you say so. <3 (;</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://formspring.me/kaulani?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me whateva you like.</a></p>juskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148401981561627642.post-36972929638985216132010-12-08T16:23:00.000-08:002010-12-08T16:25:11.787-08:00I'm feeling a lot better today.I'm sitting in class right now not even paying attention because I don't even have to take the final that she is reviewing for right now. I'm only here to be marked in attendence. Its very boring and slightly irritating since our school's internet isn't working on my laptop when it was one hour ago.<br /><br />I'm thinking I'm going to write at least one post on my blogger a day.<br />Glad to be back, guys. (:juskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148401981561627642.post-76677352389484978482010-12-08T01:26:00.001-08:002010-12-08T01:35:08.715-08:00Personal.<i>I don't feel like this is something I can post on my tumblr in detail and I know blogger would be a safer place for it. </i><div><br /><div>I have not cried this much in a while.<br /><div><br /></div><div>My grandpa has throat cancer and was given a 20% chance of survival about 2 months ago. </div><div><br /></div><div>He has being doing daily radiation treatments and has had 2 chemotherapy sessions and has another one this coming Monday. </div><div><br /></div><div>Tonight he asked me to help him wipe his medicine of his throat. When I was doing it I noticed his skin was peeling off from the radiation burning his throat. I start freaking out about it and he assures me that is what he wants me to do (to peel it off) because its bothering him. He is now bleeding, raw, and red. I almost can't do it because I'm freaking out to much but I know that he needs me to. I pretty much let my grandma do most of it. </div><div><br /></div><div>I am texting my friend during this, I'm shaking, I'm close to tears. I refuse to cry in front of either of them. </div><div><br /></div><div>I hide out in my hiding spot in the guest room that is practically disconnected from the rest of the house, start crying, shake more and decide to call my old best friend who I'm no longer friends with. </div><div><br /></div><div>I apologize to her for whatever our stupid fight was about, tell her even though I don't think it was my fault I want it to be over with, I want to move on, but I still don't think I can be her friend. She tells me thank you for being the bigger person as always and that she's sorry for what is happening with my grandpa. We hang up. </div><div><br /></div><div>I end up calling my friend I was originally texting. We talk for a good 2 hours. I thank god for having a great friend like her to help me through something so harsh. </div><div><br /></div><div>I never broke down like this since before we even found out he had cancer. I was the strong one. Now I feel weak. </div><div><br /></div><div><i>(Sorry for the major rambling. My heads a little messy right now.)</i></div><div><br /></div></div></div>juskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148401981561627642.post-60838184990390178742010-12-06T11:00:00.000-08:002010-12-06T11:01:27.354-08:00Tumblr just died so I decided to come back to Blogger.So I come back, log in and realize I only have 13 followers on blogger. Some of which probably don't even post anymore or even read my blog anymore since I don't ever post. <div><br /></div><div>This makes me very sad. I have 200 followers on tumblr. </div><div>Ugh, blogger you make me sad. </div>juskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148401981561627642.post-76838829744299247742010-11-29T00:49:00.001-08:002010-11-29T00:49:59.029-08:00Would you rather miss out on life or go through it unhappy?<p class="formspringmeAnswer">Miss out. No point in doing something you're unhappy with. <br />Its like going out with someone you don't love or aren't happy with, not worth it.</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://formspring.me/kaulani?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me whateva you like.</a></p>juskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148401981561627642.post-51734653484682277202010-11-29T00:42:00.001-08:002010-11-29T00:42:55.286-08:00formspring.meAsk me whateva you like. <a href="http://formspring.me/kaulani" target="_blank">http://formspring.me/kaulani</a>juskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148401981561627642.post-2671557475437121162010-11-29T00:41:00.001-08:002010-11-29T00:41:59.484-08:00Would you rather eat a whole cake in one sitting by yourself or run 20 miles non-stop? ...yes, ONE SITTING -- not days & RUN -- not walk.<p class="formspringmeAnswer">Eating a whole cake would be easier but I'm up for the challenge of doing the run. I actually like to run. (:<br /><br />Plus I'd need to run after eating a whole cake, as well as the fact I'd probably puke after that much sweets!</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://formspring.me/kaulani?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me whateva you like.</a></p>juskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148401981561627642.post-66743334523262539072010-11-14T23:40:00.001-08:002010-11-14T23:40:32.161-08:00formspring.meAsk me whateva you like. <a href="http://formspring.me/kaulani" target="_blank">http://formspring.me/kaulani</a>juskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148401981561627642.post-46924358629081354732010-11-14T00:35:00.001-08:002010-11-14T00:35:17.025-08:00ur a bitch.<p class="formspringmeAnswer">Mmhm. Thanks for your opinion. <br />It'd be more valid if you showed your real face. (:</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://formspring.me/kaulani?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me whateva you like.</a></p>juskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148401981561627642.post-13547100473028259502010-11-14T00:34:00.001-08:002010-11-14T00:34:06.996-08:00what if i kissed you right now ?<p class="formspringmeAnswer">Um, I'd probably punch you. So I wouldn't recommend it. (;</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://formspring.me/kaulani?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me whateva you like.</a></p>juskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148401981561627642.post-54382387066612677412010-09-15T14:08:00.000-07:002010-09-15T14:11:43.329-07:00So, obviously I lie and am probably not coming back.I think tumblr is jus a little more twittery. Doesn't really take much thought. Post 3 words and it's a great post sometimes. But srsly tumblr is like lazy people blogging, with reblogging & liking & connecting to fb. I'm sorry blogger I give up. <div><br /></div><div>But anyways if you do have a tumblr, comment me your url so I can check it out. (: </div><div><br /></div><div>Or check mine out: <a href="http://4theboyz.tumblr.com/">4theboyz.tumblr.com</a></div>juskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148401981561627642.post-10140365044110494432010-08-20T04:25:00.000-07:002010-08-20T04:26:20.356-07:00I miss...my Blogger blog and the good things I use to write on here. <div>I need to get it back. </div>juskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148401981561627642.post-35154912548722979232010-08-17T00:32:00.000-07:002010-08-17T00:37:16.948-07:00I'm lost.School is starting soon. <div>I'm not ready. </div><div>Please don't eat me alive.</div>juskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148401981561627642.post-26711431297687139842010-08-11T01:25:00.000-07:002010-08-11T01:34:56.251-07:00So I finally heard back from Polyphony HS...about this piece. I'm not sure if I posted it here before but I'm not gonna go searching through my history so here it is again. <div><br /></div><div>A One Man Audience </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; ">The sun has set and the moon and stars have taken their place in the dark night sky. I lay cuddled in bed with blankets and close my eyes to drift off to sleep. As I drift away a whole new world opens up to me. From the black vastness comes light filled with magical stories of sparkling vampires, spell casting wizards and trips across the sea. The sights that fill my head rarely remain the same, each time I close my eyes a new experience awaits me. Tonight I am a princess in a land far away ruled by my father to be handed down to me, while other nights have not been so sweet. My head filled with scary thoughts of fire breathing dragons or being swallowed whole by giant fish of the sea but in the end the dreams are just dreams and the next morning I am always set free. I open my eyes and stretch from my position to the sound of my beeping alarm. Now the moon has set and the stars have gone, the sun is out and today is another day to be awake and breathing.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; ">So apparently it was</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "> "a little cliché, has great potential," </span>and obviously I made lots of grammar mistakes because I'm the bad grammar queen and they said a bunch of other stuff but I'll leave that out. They said I should revise and send it back in. Not sure if I'm gonna do it, but if any of you out there have any more comments let meh know. Cause I like improving on my writing even if it's not for a booky thing. </div><div><br /></div><div>Love from bloggy land, </div><div>Ka'u</div><div><br /></div>juskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148401981561627642.post-5273541802950531842010-08-10T02:08:00.000-07:002010-08-10T02:09:45.048-07:00So I've just decided...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Copperplate Light', 'Copperplate Gothic Light', serif; font-size: medium; "><div class="title" style="color: rgb(73, 73, 73); font-size: 16px; font-weight: bold; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 10px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(110, 113, 115); font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 15px; ">That I’m completely in LOVE with Anthropologie. (: The only thing I’m not in love with about them is their prices. FML. Well and a lot of their stuff is made for chics with a job where you gotta dress a certain way and some of the prints suck. BUT their panties are the cutest and they have some real nice jewelry. (:</span></div><div class="copy" style="color: rgb(110, 113, 115); padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">I just ordered some cute stuff from there but stopped myself at a $50 limit. I went a tiny bit over, but not much. I got three things. (: I’m excited. 5 - 7 business days couldn’t come soon enough. LOL!</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; ">Go check it out! :D</p></div></span>juskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148401981561627642.post-28852740800349259362010-08-03T00:31:00.000-07:002010-08-03T00:35:23.928-07:00Lahaina Adventurersssss.Sorta. Today I took my grandpa's friend's kid and his girlfriend around Maui. Cause their visiting and never been here. I mean like who hasn't been to Maui?! Okay, lots of people, but my point still remains. Haha. Anddddd so we went shopping in Lahaina. Went to eat in Waikapu where I work. Went to Foodland to buy sunscreen so the whiteys (; don't burn then went to Secrets for a beach cruise sesh. Then went to watch Dinner for Shmuks. Which by the way was a bad ass movie. Best part? The part where this guy was all "And Morgan Freeman came." And this little boy in the movie theatre asks loudly "Who's Morgan Freeman?" and the whole theatre (which didn't have many people) laughs loudly. It was jus cute. My papa and me made Laulau for the visitors and some of his work friend people to come eat dinner. It was yuuuuuuummmmmy. Well I know this is a lame post about my day but I'm to tired to be a good writer. <div>NIGHT-A-ROONIE. (: </div>juskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148401981561627642.post-15605582165932474312010-08-01T18:51:00.000-07:002010-08-01T18:52:04.894-07:00You idiot.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; "><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; ">You make no sense to me. Srsly. Why would you post something practically saying “I’m having an abortion” on your tumblr. I don’t see the reasoning. I mean I don’t disagree with your choice cause obviously little miss high school you’re not ready for a kid but I don’t see why you need to inform everyone on the Internet about it. You say your not the kind of girl that’s gonna show it off in school, by that I’m guessing you meant your tummy with the baby bump, but what stuns me is you’ll plaster it all over the internet, for anyone who wants to read it, read it. </p><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; ">Were you looking for pity? For reassurance? Something, anything? Cause all those people on your tumblr sending you stuff saying not to feel guilty, that it was the best thing for you, for the baby, and that your strong for making that choice, well their wrong. You should feel guilty cause you didn’t even believe in abortions but the second it was an option for you you took it. Feel guilty more for being a hypocrite then for killing a helpless baby. You weren’t strong, you were weak, that was the easy way out. Anyone could make that choice. That choice lead to very little consequences unlike the latter, where you would have suffered more then no swimming, no baths and no exercise. </p><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; ">If that baby came in to your life you’d suffer. That’s a harsh thought you wrote about. An harsher one is that from that second an outsider could tell you weren’t ready to be a mom, you couldn’t handle it, and that you weren’t strong enough. You were selfish, thought of you and your love only, forgot for that second that the decision you made affected that child you created too. I’m happy for that kid though, although it will never get the chance to live a life, at least it didn’t have to live a life with unfit parents. </p><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; ">People make me sick. Especially super young idiots. </p><p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; ">*It’s not that I’m against abortions or anything. I’m just against idiots who post shit like this online. Sorry about the major rantage. Had to get it out. Maybe I shouldn’t have posted it but oh well, it’s my thoughts and views and if someone decides to unfollow be because of them that’s fine with me. </p></span>juskaulanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10453174378924352629noreply@blogger.com0