[concord]

I'm here. Good Friday.

[berkeley]

>>I'm dandy, happy go-lucky don't touch me don't play me :: cuz i'm not the right one baby<< The Roots' "The Anti-Circle"

dope friend from the past
I was a Junior once and i'm a Junior once again. So fitting, I suppose, that I regained contact with an old friend from my 3rd year in high school era.
Zack is my homey from my summer science camp. Yeah, astro-physics camp :: and you know that shtuff was for real.

Anywho, he took a year off from school and travelled all over. Turns out he's been sticking with photography too. Dope huh? Here're a few things from his collection:



Baseball in Cuba




manhattan

click the link below

http://vanessacarlton.com/newindex.html

She sings that song "A Thousand Miles"
Read her bio. How overwhelmingly inspiring it is to see that the cultivation of talent brings even more excellence into one's life.

[berkeley]

>>My momma said a lady ain’t what she wears but what she knows…<< India.Arie's "Video"

Morning Glory
Another day and I wonder where I will take me.

Excitements lurks behind every corner,
while self discovery hides in my midst
within reach.

[berkeley]

>>You said I don't know if I've ever been good enough<< Matchbox 20's "Push"

briefly
Hello, I'm still here. Math homework is pretty tough this week. Spring Break is next week. The world is brimming with beautiful possibilities.

[berkeley]

I told you I'd post them as soon as I could

[berkeley]

>>Emancipate yourself from mental slavery, none but ourselves can free our minds<< Bob Marley's "Redemption Song"

In a perfect world, sleep would be unnecessary
Imagine all the things I could do with my life if I never had to sleep. That's an extra 7-8 hours in my day to ride bikes, study, photograph, workout, dance, and sing and laugh and play. live

Of all the things in this world that i desire, there is one thing that I will never possess---more time to experience this world in my youth before i get old and wrinkly.

Hey, when I'm old there'll be plenty of time to sleep.

But it's no big deal, I'm doing pretty well with the time I've got.

push
Had a most excellent ride in SF yesterday. Ate an amazing burrito de pollo sin cebollas (ordered en español too) at Taquería Can-Cun, way better than La Burrita and way cheaper than Juan's. I read about them in the SF Bay Guardian where they were voted 1998 and 2001's Best Burrito of the Bay.
Rode from Civic Center, through Chinatown (passed the House of Nanking), up The Embarcadero, all the way to the Marina and back to Powell St. station.

Bikes are dope.

Came home and studied for 2 hours and talked to one of the cafe employees, who turned out to be pretty advanced in the sciences before he left his country and had to start from scratch at Vista CC. His name is Sayeed. He said he loves Physics. Who would have guessed that a 23+ looking guy working in a cafe dug Physics? Amazing world. It really is.

[berkeley]

>>As weeks went by, it showed that she was not fine<< Ben Folds Five's "Brick"

galleries
Saturday was full of artistic inspiration. I met my photo class at SFMOMA and went to check out the galleries at 49 Geary as well as the Edward Weston and Eva Hesse exhibitions at Moma. Needless to say, amazing amazing day. I won't describe the work I saw because it's meant to be seen with the eyes, not translated through me.

The most notable idea I've been chewing on since Saturday is a paragraph from the Edward Weston exhibit. They displayed the last picture that Weston ever shot and commented about how fitting the image was as a closing to his life.

I wonder, both literally and figuratively, what my last image will be. What impression will I have made on the people closest to me? What will be the last image I'll have shot with my camera?

[berkeley]

>>i've got seven more lives to live<< The Roots' "You Don't See Us"

breakin' it
Where do i begin? This evening was beyond amazing. For a $5 bart ticket, Victor led me on an adventure on the saddle of a borrowed bike. Starting from Embarcadero, we went up market, around union square, up to Castro and back. Not only was it cheaper than a calorie binge at another restaurant, i burned calories---okay?

I used to wonder what life would be like if every culture on the face of the earth placed bicycles and hiking trails at their epicenter rather than huddling around the dinner table. I used to think it was impossible to hang with people without involving food. But tonight i found the antidote to unnecessary social consumption. After riding for about an hour, Victor and I shared some oranges and kiwis. Mother Earth gives me so much.

Riiight, so what else happened? Prior to our snack, we stopped at the St. Francis Hotel and popped up to the top floor and checked out the view. I felt a little out of place strolling through a fancy hotel in my sneakers, with one pant leg rolled up to my calf, plus helmet. *shrug* I'll never see those people again. So up up up.

Victor asks "Hmm can we get on the roof?"
I was a bit doubtful. I would be sad if an untimely end came to our fun fun adventure. *shrug*
I followed him into the stairwell. Spray painted on the wall was "Stair No. 3, access to roof".

Ooh cake. Alright, there were warning signs on the access door to the roof, but it was unlocked. We climbed to the top of the ledge and checked out the breathtaking view of the city below.

After about two minutes, we went back to the access door and found it was open, when we were sure we'd closed it. We saw the beam of a flashlight searching for trespassers. **So this is when I start thinking about what it will be like to have a criminal record.
The hotel guy :: let's call him (St.) Francis :: led us back to the stairwell saying that if he hadn't found us, the canine unit would have. Uhh, yeah, dogs shouldn't be allowed to eat engineering students. Then he said other people who'd been up to the roof had been arrested...and Victor began spinning a story. I was quiet--I'm new at the whole talk your way out of trouble game. Francis escorted me and my pant leg out onto the street. No police necessary that time.

But even if there hadn't been a run-in with authority, the night was just amazing. I haven't been on a bike since 4th grade, and I never realized how excellent the machine is. No pollution, completely human powered, and beautifully efficient. When i was out last night, i experienced the true meaning of the saying "the world is my oyster". Just absolute bliss. Speed, the city, friendship.

Wow. So what would you have done with $5 on a Friday night?