Monday, January 18, 2010

hopping on the bandwagon

I've never realized how much more convenient tumblr is compared to blogspot. Layout is better & posting media is a lot easier. This has been good memories. It's now time for a new change this year.
Goodbye oh'nine & hello twenty-ten!
Who knows, maybe I'll come back here one day...

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

beautiful noise

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

skullcandy love

Monday, January 4, 2010


Oh, diablo.


Sunday, January 3, 2010

what a way to start the new year

RECAP Sunday, midnight kick back at Brian's. Monday, ate damn good sushi w/ Soy at Tomo's & watched Avatar in IMAX 3D + Sherlock Holmes. Tuesday, babysit during the day & nrb at night. Wednesday, sledding fail but now we know Mt. Baldy don't do sledding. Thursday, damn good dinner & kickback at Brian's. What an awesome way to cap the year '09

On New Years, I spend the day with Soy. We had a good time watching the movie Up in the Air, talking over some sushi, & ending at Starbucks with a soy chai tea latte. Then I drove home.
I parked, walked out, & noticed there was a lot of commotion. There was an accident: pedestrian hit & run. I thought it was pretty interesting considering the injured man lying on the street is Korean. His wife, or daughter, I'm assuming, was screaming her head off & yelling at the man to wake up. There people outside & on their balcony floors just watching them. More people come out. His family comes out.
I'm just standing there with my phone in my hand & keys in my pocket. I was thinking of making a phone call to Soy & tell her about this epic shit, but it seemed out of line to talk about it while everybody is in such shock. I held up my phone, about to take a picture, but out of respect I couldn't do it. For just a moment I let myself feel vulnerable, to picture the dead man as my mom. It made my heart feel heavy and sad.
It didn't take long for me to accept his death. Shit happens, hit & run, people die. I sound heartless considering I didn't know the man, but my thoughts & beliefs still won't change even if it was my mother laying on the street. Not being able to accept these painful accidents will only cause the pain to linger. In the end, we all eventually die. The journey will be rough but the end is forgiving.
I would have bid cheers to a happy new year in the day, but that last night, the wind was blowing DAMN furiously. I hope his spirit isn't lingering in the the middle. RIP.