Hello blog,
I haven't forgotten about you, promise. I've just been cheating on you with the younger, better-looking tumblr. (insert GASP here). But I promise you, it's just not the same. I love you both, but in very different ways. I know you might find it hard to forgive me, but I promise I will make things work between us.
BUT, I am not giving up my tumblr. Wah wah wah.
091910/introverts
This weekend I was reminded of the joys of doing things on your own. Had a little solo trip into the city on Saturday and I can't say I didn't love it. The combination of uncertainty in a place I've never been to before and the freedom of venturing around by myself was both scary and exhilarating.
I must admit that I've gotten used to having another body around me to draw my courage and the thought of real independence somewhat scares me. But not having my usual crowd around to depend on was a pleasant surprise in words I can't seem to find. A different point of view emerges when you are on your own than when you are with a friend or two.
I can't wait to make San Francisco my city. And after that; the world.
I must admit that I've gotten used to having another body around me to draw my courage and the thought of real independence somewhat scares me. But not having my usual crowd around to depend on was a pleasant surprise in words I can't seem to find. A different point of view emerges when you are on your own than when you are with a friend or two.
I can't wait to make San Francisco my city. And after that; the world.
091510/educate
Check it.
Proof that undocumented immigrants aren't actually the reason behind the failing economy. And, in reality, never were. Don't believe everything the media tells you.
Proof that undocumented immigrants aren't actually the reason behind the failing economy. And, in reality, never were. Don't believe everything the media tells you.
090410/reflections
Hello. Life is good.
I woke up the other morning and checked the time on my cell phone like I normally do. Upon doing this, I saw my reflection in the blank screen and have ever since been inspired to do a self-portrait. Now all I need to do is get on that shit.
Interested? We'll talk.
I woke up the other morning and checked the time on my cell phone like I normally do. Upon doing this, I saw my reflection in the blank screen and have ever since been inspired to do a self-portrait. Now all I need to do is get on that shit.
Interested? We'll talk.
080610/welcome the decline
Let's try and be more substantial.
The problem with the internet these days is that self-expression is mistaken for re-blogging a picture that evokes no emotion but looks pretty cool or tweeting about what happened to you in the bathroom ten seconds ago.
Don't get me wrong; I love blogging and see it as a way to hear and be heard. But I hate the fact that most of my peers would rather have a blog as a way to gain brownie points on the interwebz. I like pretty pictures too, but I also like words, long paragraphs, and thoughts that have been simmering in someone's brain long enough to actually be coherent, insightful, and, well...thoughtful. Most people tend to shy away from giant chunks of text, and that seriously kills me inside.
Honestly, I could care less what you do on the internet, but let's just take the time to realize what the internet is doing to our generation. It's allowing us to get away with incoherent speech and reactions like LOLOLOL and instilling in us a fear of words with no pictures.
In other words, it's dumbing us down, and in more ways than the one mentioned above. Thank you, internet. The institution appreciates your assistance.
The problem with the internet these days is that self-expression is mistaken for re-blogging a picture that evokes no emotion but looks pretty cool or tweeting about what happened to you in the bathroom ten seconds ago.
Don't get me wrong; I love blogging and see it as a way to hear and be heard. But I hate the fact that most of my peers would rather have a blog as a way to gain brownie points on the interwebz. I like pretty pictures too, but I also like words, long paragraphs, and thoughts that have been simmering in someone's brain long enough to actually be coherent, insightful, and, well...thoughtful. Most people tend to shy away from giant chunks of text, and that seriously kills me inside.
Honestly, I could care less what you do on the internet, but let's just take the time to realize what the internet is doing to our generation. It's allowing us to get away with incoherent speech and reactions like LOLOLOL and instilling in us a fear of words with no pictures.
In other words, it's dumbing us down, and in more ways than the one mentioned above. Thank you, internet. The institution appreciates your assistance.
080610/step back
Just thought it was time to remind myself that this is for no one but me. Fuck this, that, and errthang in between.
I don’t know where I’m going with this. I need a mental cleansing. I have so many outlets to put my mind at ease that I’m not even sure where to turn to anymore. As a result, I tell myself that I will, in fact, write shit down when inspiration strikes, but still fail to do so and, in consequence, neglect my poetry journal, my dream journal, and this here blog. Yeah, too many outlets. And I ain’t even mentioned my tumblr yet. I guess I can get a little overzealous.
Here's to improving at whatever the fuck I'm talking about.
I don’t know where I’m going with this. I need a mental cleansing. I have so many outlets to put my mind at ease that I’m not even sure where to turn to anymore. As a result, I tell myself that I will, in fact, write shit down when inspiration strikes, but still fail to do so and, in consequence, neglect my poetry journal, my dream journal, and this here blog. Yeah, too many outlets. And I ain’t even mentioned my tumblr yet. I guess I can get a little overzealous.
Here's to improving at whatever the fuck I'm talking about.
071210/one more for oscar grant
There are a lot of things to be said about the shooting at Fruitvale Bart Station over a year ago and the verdict of the Johannes Mehserle trial. In fact, a lot of things have already been said, if you pay attention.
But let me just say this. That single moment, when Mehserle pulled that trigger, not only meant the destruction of two separate lives and two separate families. Yes, it's true that we will never be able to bring Oscar back and Johannes Mehserle's life will also be changed dramatically, but that is only the surface.
This whole ordeal, from the actual shooting, leading up to the verdict, to the protests, and continuing on to the actual sentencing gives us a glimpse of the bitter and bare-faced reality of the American justice system. "Involuntary Manslaugher" means that the problem is only being further perpetuated.
Oscar Grant is no different from Sean Bell, Amadou Diallo, or Aiyana Stanley Jones. In our society, the sad truth is that it is perfectly acceptable for law enforcement to shoot innocent black people and get away with it. And when the community rises up in anger, it is perfectly acceptable for that same law enforcement to go in and suppress these people, target them with their batons and tear gas, then claim that these people were a threat to society.
And after all that is said and done, the victims are the ones left to blame and the true villains are regarded as heroes. And that, folks, is the sad truth.
But let me just say this. That single moment, when Mehserle pulled that trigger, not only meant the destruction of two separate lives and two separate families. Yes, it's true that we will never be able to bring Oscar back and Johannes Mehserle's life will also be changed dramatically, but that is only the surface.
This whole ordeal, from the actual shooting, leading up to the verdict, to the protests, and continuing on to the actual sentencing gives us a glimpse of the bitter and bare-faced reality of the American justice system. "Involuntary Manslaugher" means that the problem is only being further perpetuated.
Oscar Grant is no different from Sean Bell, Amadou Diallo, or Aiyana Stanley Jones. In our society, the sad truth is that it is perfectly acceptable for law enforcement to shoot innocent black people and get away with it. And when the community rises up in anger, it is perfectly acceptable for that same law enforcement to go in and suppress these people, target them with their batons and tear gas, then claim that these people were a threat to society.
And after all that is said and done, the victims are the ones left to blame and the true villains are regarded as heroes. And that, folks, is the sad truth.
071110/heaviness
This is a few days late. Regardless, it's still relevant. Here's to Oscar Grant.
Footage of the actual murder.
Oscar Grant Verdict: Involuntary Manslaughter
Article of the verdict.
Oakland after the verdict.
"Handcuffs" by Native Guns
A song in response to the trial.
Demand Justice For Oscar Grant
A petition to address police injustice.
Footage of the actual murder.
Oscar Grant Verdict: Involuntary Manslaughter
Article of the verdict.
Oakland after the verdict.
"Handcuffs" by Native Guns
A song in response to the trial.
Demand Justice For Oscar Grant
A petition to address police injustice.
062810/racebending
To all those who are still going to watch the Avatar movie when it comes out, thinking, I don't care if the cast is white, I just want to see the effects--especially if you are Asian--here's some food for thought.
It's not just a silly issue when Hollywood enlists in an all-white cast for a movie that is based on a series that is heavily influenced by asian cultures. In fact, it's a very big deal. Here's some perspective: if Hollywood tried to pull something like this while casting for Fat Albert, a lot more people would do something about it. If the Asian community--the community that should be MOST offended by the upcoming premiere of this movie--wasn't so indifferent about these issues, Hollywood would realize that shit is NOT okay.
What angers me more than this movie is the fact that most people are so apathetic to the issue at hand. A good majority of Asian-americans seem to forget that they too are included in the race relations in this country. We are in the same boat as everyone else, we are also being fucked over by American institutions. The only difference between us and other people of color is that we seem to be delusional; most young people who have the power to do something refuse to even acknowledge that there is a problem. We are too self-obsessed, ignoring the fact that our indifference only further perpetuates our oppression.
And if you actually understand what the fuck is going on and still refuse to do anything about it, shame on you. That's just damn laziness.
Just take a look at what happened to Vincent Chin back in 1982. No big efforts were made by the Asian community following his death. 28 years later and the issue is still the same. No one seems to give enough of a fuck.
"Who killed Vincent Chin, was it them, was it us not giving enough of a fuck to stand up?" -Geologic
062410/this is new
I like...
The raspiness of her voice. Because let's be real: in music, nothing is better than a raspy voice. It just makes the music so much better.
062010/music is my heart
It's been a long time since I've actually talked music with someone. Music is an interesting thing because it is so personal. What you listen to is your business and nobody else's. You have music for when you're feeling happy and music for when you're feeling sad. You might pick your favorite songs either for the lyrics or the beat. It's all up to you.
This is probably why people feel deeply attached to their choices in music. Even though music is for everyone, it can be very personal. Something I yearn for in life is to find my musical soulmate. Someone who can accompany me to shows and talk music with. But because an individual's musical taste can range greatly, I realize that a perfect match is near impossible.
Even so, if you ask around, you can probably find a lot of overlaps within peoples' musical spectrums. Imagine my surprise when I actually find someone who also loves the genius of the Blue Scholars or the hilarity of the Flight of the Conchords. Music has the power to alienate people or bring them together.
I have no idea where I am going with this. I guess I've been thinking about the wonders of music lately because I've been trying to expand my own musical library. I've been searching through blogs and various other places, opening my ears and my mind to things I've never experienced before. From this, I've found out that a big part of music is being open to different things. This is also a good approach to life in general. Why knock something you've never tried before or know nothing about?
I've come to the conclusion that the whole world revolves around music. There are many lessons to be learned and many experiences to be gained from opening up your ears. And open ears ultimately lead to an open heart. So open up your heart. Listen.
This is probably why people feel deeply attached to their choices in music. Even though music is for everyone, it can be very personal. Something I yearn for in life is to find my musical soulmate. Someone who can accompany me to shows and talk music with. But because an individual's musical taste can range greatly, I realize that a perfect match is near impossible.
Even so, if you ask around, you can probably find a lot of overlaps within peoples' musical spectrums. Imagine my surprise when I actually find someone who also loves the genius of the Blue Scholars or the hilarity of the Flight of the Conchords. Music has the power to alienate people or bring them together.
I have no idea where I am going with this. I guess I've been thinking about the wonders of music lately because I've been trying to expand my own musical library. I've been searching through blogs and various other places, opening my ears and my mind to things I've never experienced before. From this, I've found out that a big part of music is being open to different things. This is also a good approach to life in general. Why knock something you've never tried before or know nothing about?
I've come to the conclusion that the whole world revolves around music. There are many lessons to be learned and many experiences to be gained from opening up your ears. And open ears ultimately lead to an open heart. So open up your heart. Listen.
Create a playlist at MixPod.com
061710/cause i thought it was cute
I went through all of my myspace comments too. These are more funny than endearing.
Lawrence: (May 2, 2007 6:18PM) its gone, kinda =( so im sad. my mom made me cut it. so yeah. how many people with afros do you know?
Lawrence: (May 2, 2007 6:43PM) no! dont replace me! i'll grow it back! do you know alot of black people?
Em: (May 4, 2007 10:54PM) haha, yes i feel ya! re-re-re-RE--MIXXX. Lol. awesomee. i had the remix before, but was "deleted by artist" ): but at least i still got it on my phonee! whoop.
Kristel: (Nov 21, 2006 3:44PM) HI MONICA!! IM SITTING RIGHT NEXT TO YOU BECAUSE I AM AT YOUR HOUSE RIGHT NOW!! OH CRAP. I JUST DID SOMETHING TO YOUR COMPUTER. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Jess: (Jan 14, 2007 9:42PM) hey girl! remember that guinea pig i have... its actually a girl! it has a baby dang... i was really freaked out!
Jess: (Jan 14 2007 9:50PM) yea fool keep laughing... keep laughing then one of your hermit crabs get pregnant on you and you don't even know who the babys daddy is! haha man dude... imma grandma! lmao
Anthony: (Dec 3, 2006 8:23PM) dam yur song sounds hella ghetto...i would never put hella hard ass music on my profile....what i tell u bout using gangster shit wit me.....gotta keap my image clean lol.
Dexter: (Nov 21, 2005 10:45AM) sure i can! if michael jackson can do it, i can.
Alex: (May 28, 2007 4:36 PM) yeah i do think imma just get it just liek that. now you wait a minute. damn my cat is hella wack.doesnt even smoke my crack.
The End.
Lawrence: (May 2, 2007 6:18PM) its gone, kinda =( so im sad. my mom made me cut it. so yeah. how many people with afros do you know?
Lawrence: (May 2, 2007 6:43PM) no! dont replace me! i'll grow it back! do you know alot of black people?
Em: (May 4, 2007 10:54PM) haha, yes i feel ya! re-re-re-RE--MIXXX. Lol. awesomee. i had the remix before, but was "deleted by artist" ): but at least i still got it on my phonee! whoop.
Kristel: (Nov 21, 2006 3:44PM) HI MONICA!! IM SITTING RIGHT NEXT TO YOU BECAUSE I AM AT YOUR HOUSE RIGHT NOW!! OH CRAP. I JUST DID SOMETHING TO YOUR COMPUTER. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Jess: (Jan 14, 2007 9:42PM) hey girl! remember that guinea pig i have... its actually a girl! it has a baby dang... i was really freaked out!
Jess: (Jan 14 2007 9:50PM) yea fool keep laughing... keep laughing then one of your hermit crabs get pregnant on you and you don't even know who the babys daddy is! haha man dude... imma grandma! lmao
Anthony: (Dec 3, 2006 8:23PM) dam yur song sounds hella ghetto...i would never put hella hard ass music on my profile....what i tell u bout using gangster shit wit me.....gotta keap my image clean lol.
Dexter: (Nov 21, 2005 10:45AM) sure i can! if michael jackson can do it, i can.
Alex: (May 28, 2007 4:36 PM) yeah i do think imma just get it just liek that. now you wait a minute. damn my cat is hella wack.doesnt even smoke my crack.
The End.
061110/mother-daughter moments
My mom was showing me my cousin's baby momma, who was sixteen when she had my nephew, on facebook.
Mom: Look, see? This is her now, and she was sixteen when she had Hayden. She's your age and has two children!
Me: Ughh...
Mom: (clicks on one of her pictures and points at the guy in the picture) This is the other baby's dad. I guess she's into older guys.
Me: No kidding.
Mom: (clicks on her info) Oh, well at least she's going to a university.
Me: Really, Mom? And where exactly is Stay High University located?
Mom: Ohhhh!! (starts laughing) Oh cool, so I can make something like that up too? I'm gonna say I went to Pakalolo University then! Get out of here, I'm changing my profile now.
Mom: Look, see? This is her now, and she was sixteen when she had Hayden. She's your age and has two children!
Me: Ughh...
Mom: (clicks on one of her pictures and points at the guy in the picture) This is the other baby's dad. I guess she's into older guys.
Me: No kidding.
Mom: (clicks on her info) Oh, well at least she's going to a university.
Me: Really, Mom? And where exactly is Stay High University located?
Mom: Ohhhh!! (starts laughing) Oh cool, so I can make something like that up too? I'm gonna say I went to Pakalolo University then! Get out of here, I'm changing my profile now.
060710/my life, the movie
And to top that off, I learn this from Paolo, who comes to me in class one day like, your brother dances???
My life is so worthy of a daytime soap opera or something.
Paolo: Next thing you know, you find out you have a secret sister!
Yeah. That already happened.
But no, this isn't about me. Watch my brother, the c-walker! Click, click, click!
060710/thinkwrite
Remember when they made us do these for English back in high school? Here's me bringin it back.
I'm kindof mad at myself for not taking any pictures of my summer so far. I've had some great experiences and made great memories, but it's hard to share without a visual. It's whatever though. Summer's just starting and I sure as hell ain't finished rockin it out.
Lately I've been inspired by more politically minded blogs, like Ruby's or Sahra's. These strong females are doing amazing things with their lives, and I hope to one day get on their level. I've been thinking about my future lately, and I'm excited because my dreams seem legit now. Of course, there's still a long way to go to get from here to there, but it's the upcoming journey that, at the moment, excites me most. I'm gonna be doing big things, watch me.
I'm thinking of ways to refresh my blog to better reflect what I'm starting to focus on in life. See above inspirations. More art, more politics, more thoughts/rants/dreams, more pictures. Why? Because I want to. My blog, my rules. Fuck what everyone else thinks, right?
I love new beginnings.
I miss the airport. It sounds weird, but true. I miss going places, seeing things. I miss being in a place where everyone in that moment of time is transient. At the airport, nothing stays still. I like to people-watch, and I wonder where my fellow nomads are going and why.
Here's to new beginnings.
I'm kindof mad at myself for not taking any pictures of my summer so far. I've had some great experiences and made great memories, but it's hard to share without a visual. It's whatever though. Summer's just starting and I sure as hell ain't finished rockin it out.
Lately I've been inspired by more politically minded blogs, like Ruby's or Sahra's. These strong females are doing amazing things with their lives, and I hope to one day get on their level. I've been thinking about my future lately, and I'm excited because my dreams seem legit now. Of course, there's still a long way to go to get from here to there, but it's the upcoming journey that, at the moment, excites me most. I'm gonna be doing big things, watch me.
I'm thinking of ways to refresh my blog to better reflect what I'm starting to focus on in life. See above inspirations. More art, more politics, more thoughts/rants/dreams, more pictures. Why? Because I want to. My blog, my rules. Fuck what everyone else thinks, right?
I love new beginnings.
I miss the airport. It sounds weird, but true. I miss going places, seeing things. I miss being in a place where everyone in that moment of time is transient. At the airport, nothing stays still. I like to people-watch, and I wonder where my fellow nomads are going and why.
Here's to new beginnings.
060210/an ode to spring 2010
Dear Spring Semester,
Just wanted to say thanks for all the fun we had together. It was stressful at times, but it was most definitely worth it. Because of you, I have a better idea of how I see my future turning out. You have taught me many important lessons, and for that, I am forever grateful. It was fun, but unfortunately, it had to come to an end. Can't say that I don't miss you.
Always,
Mon
P.S.
I GOT STRAIGHT A'S, BITCHES!!!
Just wanted to say thanks for all the fun we had together. It was stressful at times, but it was most definitely worth it. Because of you, I have a better idea of how I see my future turning out. You have taught me many important lessons, and for that, I am forever grateful. It was fun, but unfortunately, it had to come to an end. Can't say that I don't miss you.
Always,
Mon
P.S.
I GOT STRAIGHT A'S, BITCHES!!!
051810/DONE!!!
I don't care if I'm broke as hell, I'm going to the thrift store tomorrow to celebrate. I'll focus on finding work next week.
Then, it's off to San Francisco for my very last final that doesn't feel like a final, the Eyes on Arizona fundraiser. My classmates and I have been working hella hard on this for about three weeks now, and I seriously can't wait to see how it turns out. Facebook event says 300+ people. Outrageous. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't excited. And I know I'm a habitual liar, but I'm excited. Very excited.
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Then, it's off to San Francisco for my very last final that doesn't feel like a final, the Eyes on Arizona fundraiser. My classmates and I have been working hella hard on this for about three weeks now, and I seriously can't wait to see how it turns out. Facebook event says 300+ people. Outrageous. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't excited. And I know I'm a habitual liar, but I'm excited. Very excited.
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
041110/spring break pt.3
After some serious procrastinating this weekend, I find it odd that I actually finished up my biography assignment with time to spare. So to celebrate, I allow myself a nice little picture post.
Spring Break has been over for days now, but I haven't had time to put up my remaining pictures. These are from the Friday I spent with Gretchine. I had some red velvet cake mix and food coloring and she had some cream cheese frosting and sprinkles. The rest, we let up to our imaginations.
The result was both provocative and delicious. After straining out the last of our artistic ideas, we proceeded to watch The Men Who Stare at Goats and Where the Wild Things Are, which, in turn, further provoked our minds to a point where everything and nothing made perfect sense simultaneously.
Somewhere in the middle of all of this, we came to the consensus that we would open up our own cupcake store, where we would sell cupcakes with hidden messages only to be revealed upon eating them. We would name the place: The Human Condition.
Upon reading this back to myself, I realize how crazy it all sounds.
040610/structuralism
Showed this spoken word to my Race, Ethnicity, and Power class today, as part of our class discussion on the police and industrial prison system. Looking around the classroom while this played, I could tell they loved it. Especially the professor. This class is the only good thing about my Tuesdays and Thursdays.
On another note, I fear that my first year of college education has led me to become a very radical thinker. The type that stands on the street corner in her turban, flowing dress, and tribal necklaces, megaphone in one hand, fliers in the other, preaching to passers-by about "the system."
But then again, I think it's not so bad. Has anyone seen Erykah Badu's new music video for "Window Seat?" It gets you thinking.
040410/spring break pt.2
Adventures in Santa Clara
Fail on my part for not taking pictures the night Em and I arrived. Most definitely an eventful night, to say the least. To sum it up, food, then Kristel's dance practice, then Barkada meeting, then more dance practice, then more food. And eventually, sleep.
I learned that "jesus" is a vietnamese word. HAHA.
LOVELOVELOVE.
040210/tayoy mga pinoy
I miss FHS, the delving into the stories and the past, the gaining of knowledge, the comprehension of a way of life, and the mixing of individuals. The roots. Sometimes I wish it had gone down a little differently.
More videos here. Spread the love.
040110/spring break pt.1
Finally got around to uploading some pictures; these were from the Berkeley trip on my first day of Spring Break.
Went and took a picture in front of an EPIC mural for me and Paolo's Raza Experience class. And I mean EPIC. If you think 3D movies are cool, try a 3D mural. EPIC.
Then we headed over to Fenton's for some epic ice cream. I forgot what the other flavors were called, due to their ridiculously long names, but the one I chose was mint cookie. Yum.
I don't think there is any need to comment about the last picture. HAHA.
More to come...
032010/yesss
I'm tired and grimy and my room is messy, but I honestly can't complain. Yay friends! The birthday surprises were more than enough this year, so I'm happy. Next year, roller derby, cause Chris and Arnold in that video made me jealous ;)
I took a bunch of pictures with my fisheye so I'm hoping I didn't fuck up and overexpose the film when I first put it in the camera. I can't wait to see how those pictures turned out.
Anyway, it's the first day of Spring. And instead of going out, my near future consists of essay writing and project doing. Go midterms!
I took a bunch of pictures with my fisheye so I'm hoping I didn't fuck up and overexpose the film when I first put it in the camera. I can't wait to see how those pictures turned out.
Anyway, it's the first day of Spring. And instead of going out, my near future consists of essay writing and project doing. Go midterms!
020810/almost lucid
Last night, I had a dream that Hershey had followed me to school because she was sick of staying at home all day.
I seem to only remember my dreams when my life is a flurry of...well, shit that needs to be done.
020610/more random pictures and an update
Currently still in AAS limbo. Aileen and the other TAs promised me a spot in the class once someone else drops, but at this point I doubt someone will. Regardless, I think I still want to keep trying.
What gets me the most is that if I hadn't actually crashed the class this past week, I would never have known what it was about and it wouldn't bother me as much that I wasn't in the class. But now that I've seen the class in action and I know what it's all about, I'm sad that I won't be apart of it. I would seriously take this class even if I didn't get any credits for it, but I guess life has other plans for me.
013010/unexpected changes
I realize that I am a very indecisive person.
So Aileen messaged me through Facebook the other day telling me she could get me into Begonia's last Psyche and Behavior of Pilipinos class before he retires. AAS 355.
Of course I would want to. Why not? That class was almost my sole reason for coming to SFSU in the first place. But 355 = upper division = more work. And taking it would mean dropping my Astronomy class, leaving me with all social science and ethnic studies classes. In other words, a buttload of reading.
But for once, I went against what I would normally do and I called Aileen, told her to get me in. I don't know what got a hold of me, but I remember thinking, this is my last chance, to be a part of something bigger than myself. Yeah, that might be a bit melodramatic, but I think you catch my drift.
So here I am, going down the academic rabbit hole. This next semester will require a lot of reading and thinking critically; it may very well be the death of me. I admit that I might have stepped into something that is way over my head, but all I am thinking is, fuck yeah, bring it on.
"Whatever doesn't kill you will only make you stronger."
So Aileen messaged me through Facebook the other day telling me she could get me into Begonia's last Psyche and Behavior of Pilipinos class before he retires. AAS 355.
Of course I would want to. Why not? That class was almost my sole reason for coming to SFSU in the first place. But 355 = upper division = more work. And taking it would mean dropping my Astronomy class, leaving me with all social science and ethnic studies classes. In other words, a buttload of reading.
But for once, I went against what I would normally do and I called Aileen, told her to get me in. I don't know what got a hold of me, but I remember thinking, this is my last chance, to be a part of something bigger than myself. Yeah, that might be a bit melodramatic, but I think you catch my drift.
So here I am, going down the academic rabbit hole. This next semester will require a lot of reading and thinking critically; it may very well be the death of me. I admit that I might have stepped into something that is way over my head, but all I am thinking is, fuck yeah, bring it on.
"Whatever doesn't kill you will only make you stronger."
012710/35mm at paddy's and day 3 at school
Today was not so bad either. I'm beginning to like my Monday/Wednesday classes a bit more than my Tuesday/Thursday classes because the people in them are much more pleasant to be around. I met three new people in my social science class, including an apprentice to a tattoo artist and a 22-year-old sophomore. She's been going to school part time because of work, and after this semester, she'll finally be able to start work on her upper division courses.
012510/35mm at city hall
The day we watched Wicked.
School started today. Raza Experience and a social science class with a name that is too long to remember. And now for some simple math:
Raza Experience + social science < Wicked
012410/so long, winter break
It was nice hanging out with you these past few weeks, but now I've got to go. It really has nothing to do with you. There's someone else: school. But I'll see you in about a year. Please don't take this personally.
Overall, it was a successful break: Christmas with the group, holiday activities, thrifting, baking, getting back to writing down my dreams, reading, loitering at Borders, sewing curtains and pillows, painting a Munny, lazing around with my dog, attempting to work out, grabbing inspiration, writing, watching the first three seasons of 30 Rock, and doing possible video projects.
Overall, it was a successful break: Christmas with the group, holiday activities, thrifting, baking, getting back to writing down my dreams, reading, loitering at Borders, sewing curtains and pillows, painting a Munny, lazing around with my dog, attempting to work out, grabbing inspiration, writing, watching the first three seasons of 30 Rock, and doing possible video projects.
A little disappointed that I didn't get in any leisure reading. But I did have some fun with my disposable cameras. Those pictures will be up soon enough, in all their 35mm glory.
011810/happy anniversary
Just a little something I made. Sadly, this is all I have to offer because of my lack of sufficient funds to get you anything else. Hope you like it :)
011310/defying gravity
Today could have possibly been the best day. Ever.
I am so, so happy that my parents gave in to my guilt-tripping them and let me watch Wicked today with a few wonderful people. Sure, we might have wasted our time walking the wrong way down market street, wandered aimlessly around an odd-smelling and seagull-infested farmer's market, hopelessly ventured around the scary streets of the tenderloin looking for a good place to eat, and had several close encounters with the mentally ill at Carl's Jr., but in the end it was all worth it.
Wicked was wicked good. I'm pretty sure that was the first time I burst out into tears because of pure joy. I still tear up a little bit just thinking about it. Definitely something I will never forget.
I am so, so happy that my parents gave in to my guilt-tripping them and let me watch Wicked today with a few wonderful people. Sure, we might have wasted our time walking the wrong way down market street, wandered aimlessly around an odd-smelling and seagull-infested farmer's market, hopelessly ventured around the scary streets of the tenderloin looking for a good place to eat, and had several close encounters with the mentally ill at Carl's Jr., but in the end it was all worth it.
Wicked was wicked good. I'm pretty sure that was the first time I burst out into tears because of pure joy. I still tear up a little bit just thinking about it. Definitely something I will never forget.
011110/meet me in wonderland
Tim Burton&Johnny Depp&Anne Hathaway&Lewis Carroll.
Plus, the actress who plays Alice is completely perfect.
I want to go to there.
011010/new beginnings
Was seriously tempted to delete all of my posts from the previous year. I have a thing for fresh starts.
Ten days into the new year, I realize that I haven't really made any resolutions for myself. This year, I want to try and be more open-minded and optimistic on my outlook on life and the people I encounter in it. I have a nasty habit of judging people before I even meet them.
I think I will also try and use this blog more. I deleted my xanga from middle school and I deeply regret it because it would've been an interesting thing to look back on. But now that I have this blog, it should be easy to document the happenings in my life, so long as I don't become lazy.
2010, here I come.
Ten days into the new year, I realize that I haven't really made any resolutions for myself. This year, I want to try and be more open-minded and optimistic on my outlook on life and the people I encounter in it. I have a nasty habit of judging people before I even meet them.
I think I will also try and use this blog more. I deleted my xanga from middle school and I deeply regret it because it would've been an interesting thing to look back on. But now that I have this blog, it should be easy to document the happenings in my life, so long as I don't become lazy.
2010, here I come.
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