enthusiasm for everything!

a new year, a new yet same of everything

2011-12-27T06:05:00.003-07:00

Amy Stroup, one of my favourite singer/songwriters in 2011 updated her fans in an e-mail with her mantra, "Alas, We Aspire." As I read Stroup's mantra, I couldn't help but think of Laura Marling's "Alas, I Cannot Swim." These are two opposite quotes and meanings, only shared by the exclaiming and exquisite classic remark of 'alas'. Still, there's a part that draws me in.

As 2012 draws nearer, I think of how I want to overcome some of my greatest fears. I think of how I want to approach this new and upcoming year. I had second thoughts about having any resolutions or goals until I read [this] and decided I want to become the same, but an evolved and better person.

I'm not sure what the future holds, but I can only hope for the best and know I want to aspire and be.

A soon to be HAPPY NEW YEAR in 2012!!!

"Cause life without revision will silence our souls."
-Sleeping at Last

greetings from a holiday without snow

2011-12-25T11:36:00.002-07:00

a few random iPhone photos and random thoughts

I climbed the Great Wall of China for the fourth time.

But it was the first time I saw the grandness of

the serpentine landscape going for miles and miles.

At the Great Wall, I made this new furry friend of a happy camel.

Retail therapy never felt better, especially when in Hong Kong.

I am obsessed with glasses.

I'm also going for the indie/nerdy/cool look in 2012.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

an interview with Autumn Sky

2011-12-22T10:12:00.003-07:00

Autumn Sky is a multi-instrumentalist and multi-award winning singer/songwriter from Sacramento, California. She has released an album, All Which Isn't Singing and a recent single, "I Light Afire." Although I have never met Autumn in person, I feel as though I know her bubbly personality through the early days of MySpace to Facebook, YouTube and Twitter. Earlier this year, Autumn graciously allowed me to interview her via e-mail (it's later this year, but I thought I really need to post this now). Besides her music, I wanted to know more behind Autumn's colourful and playful style, which I love so much. Here are her words...

Where did you get your bright and happy sense of style?
From story book characters, actually. I read a lot of classic literature and I always wanted to be like the heroines in my stories and wear pretty, old fashioned things.

Which fashion era is your favourite?
France in the 1950's. I love the simplicity of it all. It all appears very streamlined without losing its sense of beauty, shape and sometimes even coolness. That's the things about French fashion, is that it doesn't need all the extra accessories to work. Americans really love their accessories but that doesn't mean that an outfit can't live without them.

What do you think is the trendiest style? What do you think is the worst style and should be banned?
The trendiest style right now is probably the music-festival-in-the-summer thing that's been happening lately, with all the shorts and neon and experimenting with deconstructed t-shirts and jeans. It's actually kind of cool because it started out with regular people, instead of starting in fashion houses somewhere out in a huge city. All these kids had to find something to wear that was hip, but wasn't going to cause them heat stroke, so they cut up their t-shirts. And now they sell them at Urban Outfitters, it's kind of funny.

And the trend I dislike the most right now is probably the futuristic look, with the painful heels and millions of spikes everywhere. I can't imagine ever feeling comfortable in stuff like that. But, that being said, to each their own. I'm only saying this because it's not my personal favorite, there are definitely girls out there in the world who make the look really good.

Coco Chanel said, "fashion is in the sky, the way we live, what is happening."
Do you believe that fashion is found in music?
Absolutely. I actually buy mostly dresses now because when I started out I didn't have any money, and so to make sure that I had the right clothes for performances, I would only buy performance clothes. Now my at-home style is a lot more like what I'd wear on stage, which is actually nice. I don't feel like I have two wardrobes anymore and I actually really like feeling more dressed up. Dressing up makes me feel like a lady.

Have you ever found yourself writing a song about one of your dresses or a favourite pair of shoes?
Yes, I have; I have a song called "Lovers Theme" where I mention buying a new dress and green shoes to wear on a date, and a song called "Jacket" about a boy who looks very handsome in one. :)

(I have also interviewed Autumn Sky on music at my other blog here.)

here's to a bittersweet end

2011-12-16T01:20:00.001-07:00

Starfish of China + love.

2011-12-15T03:06:00.001-07:00

I miss and love these babies SO much.

2011 Christmas letter

2011-12-13T23:28:00.000-07:00

It's done! And just for the record, I didn't mean the colours to match my blog.

It just happens I love colours.

some lessons to be learned

2011-12-03T23:58:00.006-07:00

photo via Lyla and Blue

This past week has been a whirlwind. Literally. I have learned a lot about life through various everyday people, creating a documentary and a wild wind blowing through a city of salty snow. Empowered by talking to a guy named A and rock and roll, I decided to have the attitude of Jimi Hendrix. I figured something out which is, I'm gonna do what I wanna do and nobody is going to stop me. Suddenly, all these doors of possibility opened and I was optimistic about what I will to do and who I will become. If I want to be a rock star tomorrow, then I'm going to do what I gotta do. I instantly became stoked for life. A gentleman with Harry Potter glasses who says hello to me by fist bumping and waves made me realize that all I need at the end of the day is a genuine good-hearted someone who can make me smile. Two days earlier, I was sitting in the Union, where live music was being played. There was a fiery glow about the trumpeter's face and I knew right then and there that doing what you're passionate about is far greater than the money. It just had to be true. Then two later after I premiered my documentary, I got thinking that just maybe film chose me. I hope this is true and maybe my dreams about Sundance will one day be a fulfilled reality. And in a terrifying wind storm, who knew something could be so dramatically scary? I can say I am incredibly grateful for where I have been and all that I have.

LIVE LIFE NO. 21 GET LOST!

2011-11-25T01:24:00.002-07:00

The story of this film came to my mind while I was sick with a terrible cold. The characters are real and alive, they are everyday people I know, love and have loved. Working on this project was a lot of work, more than I expected. But I learned and loved the process of creating. I haven't been serious about film making since four years ago. And holding a camera, directing actors and post production in editing and sound felt like revisiting my inner passionate film making self that never left me. I am grateful for all the actors who participated and for all the support I've received while making and debuting my film. I have always been insecure about my art, but I can say this film has turned into a work I am proud of. This film has also brought back the spark of silver screen life to me. It's what I needed to continue creating, aspiring to and doing what I love. So, I'm sharing this work with you and I hope you'll enjoy. Thanks for watching and listening.

let art define you

2011-11-22T11:36:00.000-07:00

For all you artists out there, read THIS! These words are my muse and inspiration for living today and everyday.

and so, my soul sings

2011-11-18T02:04:00.000-07:00

Though my soul wanders
Through streets and treacherous waters,
I am never lost if I remember
The sun and stars are on my side
Because I am the captain of my soul.
-LS

creature fear

2011-10-31T15:30:00.002-06:00

Around this time of the year, my friends and I usually go looking for fear. But this year instead, Halloween and fear found me after being tested for TB (result is probably negative) and being left alone in the dark with this creepy mannequin. Anyways...just thought I would say Happy Halloween!

ls | in the spirit of mylo xyloto!

2011-10-18T19:51:00.000-06:00

un loup garçon dans le parc

2011-10-06T21:15:00.002-06:00

now it's raining, think I'll go inside

2011-10-06T21:05:00.000-06:00

photo taken outside of lab in WEB | chroma keying

I don't know how I did it, but I survived this week. I survived all the late nights staying up. And now a huge flood of relief is in me. At least for the next week or so. But through these long days and all the pouring rain of lately, I have seen and felt the good. The cold weather has brought back merino wool, scarves and tights back in style. Despite the noise of others, I have come to love the students I teach at the studio and at the rehab. I have been a crazy mad woman, but friends and strangers alike have comforted me, while under the weather of school. Though the sadness of Steve Job's passing pierces all Apple lovers, I have found inspiration through one of the world's most visionary revolutionist. The list goes on and on, but my point being...there is always good in many of one of those days.

iMISSYOU, we miss you, Steve Jobs

2011-10-06T00:20:00.002-06:00

take two and action

2011-10-04T08:43:00.000-06:00

My film kills me. It's so bad that it's become terribly funny. I really am laughing. Really.

life in technicolour

2011-10-02T18:33:00.003-06:00

Today has been one of those magical days. Magical because a really nice guy you barely know and a stranger kindly offers to help you. And then suddenly, the magic brings you to believe in goodness in the world all over again.

art friday

2011-09-30T23:54:00.002-06:00

Phillips Gallery | top floor

Usually, I see art in other cities. But this time, I went to see art in my city.

this weekend...

2011-09-25T01:47:00.002-06:00

{photo}

I took a real break from doing anything related to school. Hooray!

I read The Wednesday Wars by Gary D. Schmidt (recommended by E). I absolutely loved this book and thought the story encompasses who I am and who I want to be. So much to love. And by the end, I couldn't help but think Griffin House's, 'I Remember (It's Happening Again)' is the soundtrack to this book.

I went to the new shiny Apple store and I'll admit that somewhere, I saw hope in becoming a computer scientist.

I drove home listening to Bon Iver, Bon Iver in all glory while the mountains glowed as the sun was going down.

I read letters from Chardo and Corie, which made me really happy!

And...I was brave enough to share this little mini recording.

After the Storm (Mumford & Sons Piano Cover) by Lauren Sum

so there's this guy with nerdy HP glasses who is hilarious and sweet...

2011-09-20T21:53:00.000-06:00

kind of love. kind of magical.

learning to love and be creative again

2011-09-18T02:04:00.001-06:00

This weekend has been a million self-discoveries. After being productively creative (creating a game + editing film), being with people who know me best and a new friend, I feel like my true artistic self again. I have never felt so honest with myself. I am happy to say I am who I am. I want to spend a lifetime of creating, for the love of creating all things anew. Really. And this line from 'Learning to Love Again' and 'Brackett, W9' echoes all that pours out from my soul.

i wish everyday could be like this...

2011-09-10T15:32:00.001-06:00

Hanauma Bay: there's actually parking the one time we don't have our snorkel gear.

Last weekend seemed beyond surreal and dreamlike, globetrotting a day in Japan and a day in Hawaii.

(p.s. I am finally done catching up on the blog in a matter of hours. Yay!)

Japan: Miho Museum {August 2011}

2011-09-10T14:47:00.000-06:00

During my first semester in college, I took an intro to architecture class. We spent a day watching a film about I.M. Pei, his work on the Miho Museum and the bell tower at Misono (seen from the Miho Museum). The film made a lasting impression on me and I knew that I had to see the Miho Museum in all grandeur. The lighting, symmetrical geometry and the location was simply inspiring and a living rendition of the lost horizon.

Hawaii {August 2011}

2011-09-10T14:07:00.001-06:00

North Shore: Laniakea Beach

We love being with the turtles and swimming with them. One of the turtles swam behind me and breathed above the waters!

as a true Mat Kearney fan, I listened to his new album, Young Love on the day of release

Ko'Olina: the prettiest sunsets.

Ko'Olina: I want to live here.

I want to go sailing one day. This is the same place where I saw Pirates' Black Pearl.

Hawaii is truly paradise and home to me. I can never get enough of being a beach bum, exploring new beaches and the aloha spirit.

Melbourne, Australia {June 2011}

2011-09-10T13:35:00.002-06:00

Great Ocean Road: where I fell in love with lamingtons and The Twelve Apostles.

I want to live here.

Fitzroy Gardens: Cooks' Cottage. One of the grandest brick puzzle pieces.

Queen Victoria Market: a lively culture I will never forget.

I thought these bikes were really cool!

Federation Square

walking to the National Gallery of Victoria (NGV)

NGV: where I began to understand and learn from fashionistas.

The Forum: my favourite venue, ever. Where I saw Joshua Radin!

Melbourne Museum: where I studied artists' portfolios and the concept of real design.

Rose Street Art Market: I wanted to take everything home with me. Thanks Jess at Truth.Be.Told for telling me about this place and being my guide to all things Australia!

Not pictured and noteworthy: Costco and Phillip Island's penguins!

Melbourne, I love you. Every year when I go to Australia, I fall even further in love with the Down Under. Someday, I want to move to this truly magical place.

en route {May 2011}

2011-09-10T12:30:00.002-06:00

Detroit waves

cubism

I almost forgot that a little over a week ago, I was in the Detroit airport and I took this picture of the retro red ExpressTram. That is, until I checked my phone and looked through the photos I recently took. Detroit definitely wins for being one of the prettiest airports. And what a week it's been. So much has happened that being in Detroit sounds like decades ago.

A week later, I stepped off the plane and attended a wedding in San Francisco. The reception was exhausting, but cute. I met relatives and took a picture inside The Rincon Center with a mesmerizing falling water and interior design.

I have lots to tell. But more on the stories later when I'm actually awake. I don't really quite know what I'm typing at this hour.

(I found this in my draft box {5.15.11}, so naturally I had to post this, too.)

Xi'an, China {May 2011}

2011-09-10T12:22:00.001-06:00

(Starting from this post is my attempt to slowly catch up on my blog.)

Back in May, I went on my third humanitarian trip to China. Coming back home, I feel truly blessed. I learned a lot about life from these precious babies. Pictured above is Molly, Tyler and Coco.

I miss them like crazy. I think about them all the time and keep them in my heart and prayers.

today

2011-09-01T23:49:00.001-06:00

I started sketching this water fountain and fell in love with the lighting on these windows.

this week...

2011-08-26T14:53:00.009-06:00

via Jan Avendano

This week, I started school again and came down to a few truths.

I never thought I would say this, but I am so grateful for my science background. Honestly, I thought I could run away from science, especially biology. Turns out science is here to stay. My film class seems to make more sense because I know something about what makes up an atom, energy and the electromagnetic spectrum. If I never had so much science, I probably wouldn't understand a word of pancakes in my computer science class. Everything comes around in a full circle. Even though I am striving to be an artist, I always want to keep the scientist alive in my soul. Whether it's later going back to being a biologist or continuing the path of being a computer scientist, I wish to think like a scientist. This is the real me.

I haven't met so many new people this semester since my first semester two years ago. I've really liked meeting new people and being with familiar, lovely friends again. While I've experienced heartbreak, I truly believe that in the heart of every person, there are good intentions and everyone is love.

And all I have left to say is...this is where I want to be.

summer at red butte and more

2011-08-21T03:37:00.009-06:00

Mona, my lovely friend took these pictures for my birthday. I absolutely love these photos and love this dear friend of mine.

p.s. I have a lot to update from these last few months, which I will slowly but surely do.

new blog (finally!!!)

2011-08-21T03:11:00.009-06:00

NEW!

OLD

After many hours of playing around with HTML and CSS, this is what I end up with. Some days I wish I were a web designer.

koala & friends

2011-07-23T22:35:00.013-06:00

While it's been ninety plus degrees outside, I've been staying cool. There's nothing like koala & friends with green tea ice cream. Or lemon poppyseed gelato (I had that last night at Dolcetti Gelato).

take my hand and save me

2011-07-12T01:36:00.011-06:00

{picture taken on the Great Ocean Road}

And when I found the light, it was a WOAH moment.

The only words I have left to say is Australia. Joshua Radin. Nirrimi + photos. All love.

pageturning beauties

2011-07-10T23:14:00.008-06:00

An old time favourite thing I like to do with my friends is going to B&N in the magazine section. I know I called it 'old time thing', but the truth is...it never gets old. There's something about pouring through familiar and newfound magazines that make pageturners an exciting adventure.

Upon leaving my dreamy Australia, I have a ritual of bringing yen and frankie magazine back home with me. The top-notch quality of the paper, design and layout in yen and frankie is proof of an artful masterpiece. These are a few out of the many reasons why I think there's magic in these magazines, almost like magic in the traveling pants.

I just finished reading from cover to cover, yen {issue 50} and frankie {issue 42}. There is a lot I have learned about Australian culture, the world and about myself. I never knew someone could be a fanciful paper engineer or that the fashion my mom wore as a kid that I laughed about is now displayed in magazines. These past days, I've had an almost final breakup with music, but reading about Bon Iver in frankie only fascinated me. In part, frankie was one of the elements that saved my musician/songwriting life. I never knew there was a word for fair trade until I saw an ad for Splendour in the Grass. I saw a glimpse of other people's lives, from adopting Rinah from Uganda to Mingrelian people of Abkhazia to Hmong women of Vietnam. There's story characters to be found in ink. And in imaginary letters I read addressed to myself, I've come to an understanding that all shall be well. Also, I don't feel so alone knowing it's part of growing up to feel lost and not knowing what to do or what's next. It's in these pages that have a unique connectivity flowing in the veins. And with the features on real, everyday people and a message of individuality is what makes me feel alive and experience a rush of discovery. To yen and frankie, I love you lots. And until another year...I'll be waiting...

LOVE. It's my birthday!

2011-06-29T00:06:00.005-06:00

image via design is mine

I've been celebrating my birthday all day on June 28th because I know somewhere in the world, on the other side of the hemisphere, it's my birthday. But now it's midnight and it's officially my birthday! June 29th is a lovely day. I know this because I share this day with four other friends and I am turning 21/twenty-one this year. I couldn't be happier as I'm currently listening to The Rock and the Tide. I'm obsessed with Joshua Radin, especially after seeing him at The Forum. What's also currently making me happy is all my family and friends helping me make my 21st birthday wish come true. This year, I'm asking for $21 and more for two charities I fully support and love. ($21 is what I'm asking for, but a donation of any amount helps, every penny counts). For more details, click here. Please help me carry on this message if you can. Thanks!

double shock

2011-06-15T00:46:00.020-06:00

Mat Kearney Live in The Venue October 28, 2009

Mat Kearney talked with me over the phone.

You can read more here.

and

A friend posted this picture of us exactly 12 years ago.
Seems like we grow up too fast.

The International Children's Choir performs for dignitaries Tuesday, June 15, 1999 at the Joseph Smith Memorial Building.

PHOTO BY CHUCK WING/DESERET NEWS DNEWS

Life is strange and sometimes, I still can't believe it all.

story of my life, right here

2011-05-30T01:55:00.017-06:00

Click here to see more.

playing pretend

2011-05-22T20:37:00.004-06:00

This idea might sound silly and strange, but I want to live here.

Anthropologie

Apple

Guitar Center

be an explorer

2011-05-21T23:45:00.025-06:00

This day has been full of adventures and exploration. I learned about audio recording and almost accidentally tried to play on a signed Colbie Caillat ukulele (read here). I also went to the UMFA for The Smithson Effect. The theme and intended message of the exhibit involves the design of nature and man in the Second Law of Thermodynamics and entropy (I can never remember those laws). This made a little more sense after I read the explanations in a book. Then later in the day, I looked to the sky and I couldn't be more grateful. For what I saw was heavenly blue painted with clouds, a view that should never be taken for granted.

something (missing) in the water

2011-05-17T03:04:00.017-06:00

I really should sleep. But I just found out, after being out of the country and coming home that Brooke Fraser will not be performing her show tonight. My heart weeps. I've already told this to Brooke. My Music Tuesday of going to guitar lessons to teaching music lessons and seeing Brooke Fraser with the Cary Brothers is only a dream now. Maybe one day I'll finally see her live. Either way, I still heart this kiwi who keeps inspiring me.

white rabbits on the run

2011-05-06T10:50:00.020-06:00

image via weheartit

"For all your broken hearted lovers lost

Go find another one

'Cause you know time will break and you'll be late

White rabbits on the run

And all you'll hear is the music

And beauty stands before you

And love comes back around again

It's a carousel, my friend

It's never too late to change the pace

When days creep up on you

But the goodness is something you don't have to chase

'Cause it's following you

I thought I heard your voice in the thunder

It's the owl casting spells that we're under"

-Vanessa Carlton

I've blogged about this song here as well. Obviously, I can't get enough, especially after listening to this song many times. I'm obsessed. And maybe because this song tells a story of my life. Of how I have liked a certain someone too much and had my own heart broken. While I wonder where love is and whether love is all lost, my soul says I've found a different kind of love. And this love is a whole lot of loving in dreamlike music.

fin

2011-05-04T16:25:00.013-06:00

Oh, happy day! Spring Semester 2011 is over. Finally. I've been waiting for this day, for too long now.

summer in my heart

2011-05-03T01:20:00.013-06:00

Bryce Canyon from the summer 2006

I have one final left, but it's already summer in my heart. Clearly, I am laid back as ever. This afternoon, I did the dishes and laundry. I also managed to mindlessly watch television, listen to some JJ and Sufjan Stevens. I have always liked Sufjan Stevens, but right now, I like them even more. I jammed for a few hours and put my CS skills to good use. Unproductivity turns into creativity and nothing is ever lost. Daylight from dawn to dusk will soon be here.

Terezín

2011-05-01T01:57:00.005-06:00

the procession to nameless graves

bitter torn marks and fence on the wall

the end of the end

Terezín has changed my life in a way I'll never forget. 38 mi (60 km) from Prague is Terezín, one of the largest Nazi concentration camps during World War II. The stories I've heard have haunted me. I have felt the chills to my bone, which have felt colder than cold. I have heard the cries of men, women and children being stripped from all they ever owned. Silence. Reverence. These people were everyday people I know. Through the eyes of others, I have seen hatred from the past. But what was in the past still exists today. Tolerance has not yet been learned. And as I think about the will to survive, history and humanity, I really do hope there is hope in a brighter future.

Praha/Prague

2011-05-01T01:15:00.001-06:00

Municipal House

discovering Pylones

(observation: people in this frame are evenly spaced)

the man who waved at me from the red, rad ride

Charles Bridge

the view of the city

Prague Castle

down the street...

to the cutest shop I ever did see.

all golden glorious

I went to Prague in March, during spring break. I am really behind in blogging, writing letters and journaling. But I really am trying to catch up. Especially since summer will officially start in four days. Well, I'm counting down the days before I take a few months long break from school.

While jet setting to Prague, I rode a jump seater on Air France. It was quite a different, yet lovely experience on the plane. I was served drinks and food first. Plus, I got to admire le sexy monsieur. In Prague, I literally hiked from our hotel to the Prague Castle and back. I don't know how I made it as it was a few miles. Reality has hit me of how out of shape I am. I have always loved matryoshka dolls, but I have never seen as many in Prague, considering I wasn't in Russia. Throughout the city, I saw posters for a Japan benefit concert, Ennio Morricone, Chick Corea (I saw him live once) and a ballet (Swan Lake, which I saw). I was impressed by how art is a part of Prague's everyday culture. I am grateful for places that make me feel like I belong. Just walking around the city, standing in between hundreds of year old architecture told my heart how much I love Prague and how I long to return soon.

l'art de vie

2011-04-30T23:28:00.007-06:00

I made this pillow a while ago, when I took French and sewing classes on Wednesdays. I'll admit those days were the longest, but oh how I miss them.

laughing just because...

2011-04-25T23:02:00.005-06:00

Every time I am in the math lab, I am serious and out of my mind with frustration. But then Cameron makes me laugh with all his jokes and makes my day. Seems like I've been seeing more Backcountry stickers lately. For years in the East parking lot, I thought the logo was a scary ski mask. Then, I found out not too long ago that it's actually a ram/sheep. I see a whole different picture. Isn't it odd how two strangers can suddenly find a connection? Sometimes I surprise myself with how legit I can write. And then I think how grateful, yet hilarious some of my daytime gigs are. The days may be long, but one thing's for sure, life is grand.

here i go again: take two

2011-04-11T22:58:00.000-06:00

Last year, I declared a biology major. But after a few epiphanies I've had, I think I'm going into

computer science: entertainment arts & engineering.

I hope this is the one!

p.s. Some days like today, I feel like I should be an English and graphic design major as well. I think I'll be a Renaissance woman.

in love with

2011-04-09T01:42:00.006-06:00

i think it's time for sleep

2011-04-01T23:47:00.003-06:00

...and on a short note, update or whatever you may call it...

Air New Zealand's briefings make me cry from laughing too hard. Absolutely love their sense of humor and creativity. I've learned that polka is from the Czech Republic and Afrikaans is a Dutch based language. I like learning and having a global perspective about the world I love. The other night, I had a late night poetry fest. More like a songwriter's call, soul searching for lyrics. Nevertheless, still fun. I've also been humming melodies for potential future songs and today, I found myself humming to made up lyrics over Charlie's cup of tea. I even wrote a video game script starring Charlie as the hero. What can I say? He's adorable in ways that make me want to write (even though he's more about numbers). Somedays like today, the universe seems self-assembled and somehow all the pieces fit together. Upon realizing this, I am more fully convinced that real people and real love exist.

to love and be loved

2011-03-19T23:25:00.027-06:00

Not a day goes by without having Japan on my mind. I feel sorrowful for the land I love, the most altruistic and loving people known to mankind and the whole overall, ongoing situation. I participated on the blogger's day of silence. I have to admit it wasn't easy because there's a lot I've been wanting to say about everything. But through the silence, I contemplated about a lot of things. I've thought about life and I've thought about people. People have been worried about themselves being exposed to radiation. People have been overreacting and panicking. These people aren't even directly affected by the situation in Japan. I'm not worried about myself. I'm more worried for the people in Japan. What about those in Japan without a shelter, food, clothing and water? What about those who don't have the basic necessities to survive? What about the Fukushima 50 who are sacrificing their own lives to save their country and to save other lives? I've been teary-eyed and touched by all the stories about self-less, brave and genuinely loving people in Japan who are still helping and sharing with neighbors and strangers. In such heartache and afflicting circumstances, the Japanese are gracious, humble and respectful to everyone. They are the definition of to love and be loved. The whole world can learn a lot from Japan.

Throughout the silence, I've also had an epiphany. I was reading and watching the news about Japan. All I want to do is reach out and help everyone there. I've been struggling to find reason to learn physiology. But then, at that moment, I knew why and found a reason to learn physiology. I want to help others and I can't do this without having a basic understanding about the way our bodies work.

For the past few years, I've been going on a dental humanitarian trip to China. There are two dental trips our team is involved with this year and I'll be going on one of them. Last year, I planned on going on both trips. But now, I am determined to go to Japan to help in any way I can. It only feels right for me to help Japan and I am hoping I can go there to reach out and do all that I can for people in need.

Japan, I love you. I think of you often and I pray for you. All of you are in my heart.

the cherry blossom weeps

2011-03-11T19:11:00.020-07:00

image via quilt sandwich

I've always had this love for Japan. I've loved the people, the food and everything about Japan. I truly want to move there someday, but maybe when I have a grasp of the language. I've been there almost too many times to count, my passports filled with stamped Narita stickers. I always want to go back to Japan. I was even planning to go there in two weeks. But the earthquake and tsunami has made the world come to a standstill.

I first heard the news late last night on twitter. But I don't think the news really hit me until I woke up this morning. My mom told me about cancelled flights in Japan and a plane that landed in Tokyo when the earthquake happened. We have a Japanese friend, whose family is thankfully safe. She e-mailed us saying she couldn't sleep because it was her people on the line. I read the news and I didn't get out of bed until almost noon. I stayed under the covers, pretending the world isn't coming to an end. That thought never worked. When I finally did get out of bed, I watched some of the footage of what was happening. I couldn't believe any of it. What I was seeing looked like an apocalypse in the movies. But I knew all of this was very real.

All day, I've felt this heartbreaking sadness for all the victims. The sun came out and the weather was warm enough to go without a sweater, but there was this silence in me. The people I talked with seemed to go on with their own lives as though what's happening on the other side of the world isn't affecting them over here. I don't understand their unsympathetic tone because we live on one of the most major earthquake fault lines.

I keep thinking how everything could be gone, your family and friends, your home and the world you once knew, believed, dreamed, hoped and lived in. How many lives and lost ones have been affected?

My heart, thoughts and prayers go out to Japan. My family has donated to the relief efforts. I'll continue to help out in every way I can and I'll keep praying. I hope everyone who can contribute will help in some small way for the victims and families affected.

i went down to the crossroads

2011-03-08T23:25:00.003-07:00

I've been saying this for ages, but I really want an electric guitar (and maybe a lap steel guitar after today's discussion in World Music). Seeing Eric Clapton live has made me appreciate blues, rock n' roll, jazz and improvisation a lot more. I've also been inspired me to know my guitar inside out. I want to jam, rock and shred on the fretboard like this music legend who is real.

from the rockies to red rocks

2011-03-06T20:52:00.006-07:00

This weekend, our family took a little road trip to Las Vegas. We drove past red rocks, through a carved out crevice and a barren desert. I've lived my entire life in Utah and this was one of the very few times I've seen my home all in its natural glory. After the 12 hour round trip and 900 miles, I still want to be on the road. I long for trips to nearby towns and must-see places around the rockies. And I must say...it's been a lovely weekend.

ramble on

2011-03-01T22:17:00.010-07:00

Is it weird I find some things nostalgic, even if I was never really there? I told my mom I should have been born in the '70s. Listening to George Harrison and Bob Dylan explain some of this.

Music is my forte. I am avant-garde.

Being a music guide to discovery is teaching me patience and I'm learning more than I ever imagined. Also, I'm in the process of listening to reggae.

I like surrounding myself with other artists. I am always captivated to meet other people who walk around with notebooks of ideas. There's always someone cooler than you and it's not hard to believe, but a humbling experience each time. I'm driven to work harder in art and music.

I keep thinking I am J, at least when I'm at the studio. By the end of the night and a long day, I drive under the streetlights and I breathe and perceive life is harder than I thought, yet well worth the struggles. It's always much easier said than done.

ready for spring

2011-02-28T23:45:00.010-07:00

I came back from the fabric store with two floral prints. One of the patterns is colourful and cheerful, while the other is full of sunshine and reminds me of Anthropologie. I am so ready to sew these skirts! Especially with spring around the bend. Sewing and wearing skirts bring me to happiness and makes me want to sing.

"I wear a demeanor made or bright pretty things."

(Brooke Fraser)

bonjour monsieur!

2011-02-28T19:22:00.014-07:00

photo via weheartit

Some days, I am unafraid to talk to guys I kind of like and today was one of them. I said hello to the French-inspired Daft Punk guy, which then turned into a series of conversations. We talked of the past, present and future. We have a lot more in common than I imagined. I couldn't help but steal a few stares at him while he was or wasn't looking. Both of us sat across from each other for hours as we dazed blankly in numbers. He was a thoughtful and lovely gentleman and he even thanked me for saying hello to him. I'm glad I daringly said something, rather than nothing at all. For now, I'm dreaming and hoping to run into him more often and maybe a spark of happenstance could possibly occur between us. All I can say is...love.

speak now

2011-02-27T01:00:00.006-07:00

The whole idea around Taylor Swift's 'Speak Now' has become a part of my ideology as well. Lately, I've been sitting in rooms full of friends and strangers, all the while thinking I need to speak now. Speak now for yourself, for others and for the world. Because a reality and truth is, not everyone has this opportunity.

i want to be at the Somerset House

2011-02-27T00:36:00.004-07:00

I want to be in museums and I want to be in London.

seeking greatness

2011-02-24T21:24:00.005-07:00

image via Typography Served

I couldn't agree more with this quote.

impulse

2011-02-24T12:10:00.009-07:00

image via Bespoke

I do things on a whim. And lately, I've been on a music, live performance and concert whim. Last weekend, I flew to Hong Kong to see a friend and went to a Taylor Swift concert with her. Next weekend, I will be seeing the legendary Eric Clapton live at the MGM. In May, I'll be seeing Brooke Fraser in my hometown. I am so excited and can't wait! Music is the fire that awakes my heart, the reason I love and live.

analog

2011-02-24T04:52:00.004-07:00

I came to a realization that I am right brained.

Here is the home page to the website I'll be working on for the next few weeks. After more than five hours, this is how the design turned out. For the most part, I've edited to how I've envisioned the site to appear. The opacity of the menu buttons is where I'm still defeated, but I'm hoping I can find a way to fix this minor issue. Maybe when I'm done with all these projects, I'll also redesign my blog as well.

from the heart of London

2011-02-17T01:25:00.005-07:00

This was a quick one minute edit on Photoshop.

Cherrio my lovely Marks & Spencer + Mumford & Sons. I fancy both of you a lot.

happiness is...

2011-02-16T13:35:00.008-07:00

Lately, I've been thinking about happiness and I've realized a few things. I like the way I am. I am doing what I love. Sewing. Being a guide to discovery in music. Chinese New Year is the better version of Christmas. Listening to The Civil Wars. Writing and finding ideas. Chocolate covered strawberries and red velvet cupcakes. Receiving letters from around the world. Blending concoctions. Creating. Sleep. Reading lines and thoughts I laugh about. This is what happiness is to me and I wouldn't have it any other way.

The Canyons

2011-02-11T23:48:00.006-07:00

{the MONLA team}

Bluebird and groomers at The Canyons. A gorgeous day in the mountains. My heart longs to return tomorrow for the SBX event featuring Seth Wescott, Lindsey Jacobellis and all the pro snowboarders I look up to. I only wish...

man is hope

2011-02-08T23:25:00.004-07:00

A friend wrote this and I just had to quote him. Lovely and poetic.

revolution

2011-02-08T23:11:00.006-07:00

I created this poster to remind myself of my revolutions. Because I am revolutionary. Sometimes you need these reminders to get you through the day.

reverie

2011-02-03T03:55:00.006-07:00

Click on image for a larger view.

Layout for a website using Dreamweaver.

Sundance Film Festival

2011-01-30T02:53:00.010-07:00

Piano man and his bicyclette

(I saw him last summer at the Farmer's Market)

Sundance 2011: Be here.

Snowflake lights

Ice sculpture of a desk and computers

Dessert menu: film posters

...and film posters for a coffee break.

I want to live in Park City. I am going to make Sundance a yearly tradition. And I really am going to a Sundance movie premiere someday soon.

news and commentary

2011-01-27T22:42:00.003-07:00

pictures taken on 1.24.11

Computers used to be human and a she. World music is my favourite part of the day, especially when I hear the cookie monster song. I went to the fabric store and guess what I found? The same watermelon fabric I used in middle school when I tried to sew. It was like seeing my past resurrect before me. I'm learning to improvise! Nothing makes me happier than waking up and reading letters. I could model for Uniqlo. George Harrison and friends, the Concert for Bangladesh! Streaming daylight inspired an idea into a website. We are cities. The cities inspire us. Made of steel, concrete and glass, we are immovable, an urban landscape and a fragile reflection of our own dreams.

typography

2011-01-25T23:07:00.006-07:00

Nothing is happenstance. Or so that's what I believe and I have nothing left to lose. After tonight, I was inspired to design this ad, in the hopes of attracting more students. I have little experience with posters and typography so I was quite pleased with the end result.

searching for heritage

2011-01-24T00:18:00.004-07:00

My friend sent me this poster she edited and designed. I'm always looking for inspiration and this time, inspiration has found me.

Check out more of her work here.

in the salty city

2011-01-23T23:44:00.008-07:00

pictures from a road trip on 1.21.11

Sometimes, I couldn't be prouder to call this home.

dans la ville des lumières

2011-01-20T22:38:00.000-07:00

sur le pied de la Tour Eiffel

Arc de Triomphe

Champs-Élysées

l'intérieur de Louis Vuitton

head or your heart

2011-01-20T21:28:00.020-07:00

image at tumblr

The words came out of me. Circulatory system. This was my first train of thought. This was my response to thinking of a metaphoric image conveying the qualities of a runner. I thought of how the circulatory system needs to keep running in a cycle. A runner must keep on moving in order to finish a race and the circulatory system lives within a runner. Silence. In a room full of art, computer science and game design majors, I was outnumbered. Once I said those words out loud, I came to a realization that I have become everything I study and do. It's as if science breathes right through me, along with the atoms, water molecules and life I am made of. I asked myself. Who am I? Sometimes I can't believe the words that seem to spill out of me. Only a scientist would have thought of such response. Yet here I am, allowing myself to become a part of the world I observe and live in. While I'm attempting to think more like a biologist, I'm also still dwelling on whether this really is the path I want to take. I have my fears, but I also have this certain reassurance that wherever I may go, I will find myself in this world. Analogous to the circulatory system, there are many pathways. The road less traveled on becomes less of a question and more of a risk worth taking.

wanderlust

2011-01-17T15:37:00.024-07:00

{image at 1, 2, 3}

wan·der·lust\wɒndəˌlʌst\-noun; a strong, innate desire to rove or travel about.

I have several wanderlists (see here). Quite often, I don't realize I've been to places or done things I've wanted to do until I go back and revisit my wanderlist. One ambition I fulfilled is 'overcome snorkeling fears and explore the Great Barrier Reef'. After last summer, I fell in love with the ocean. I scuba dived in the Great Barrier Reef and never knew I would do such great things. Thereafter, I wanted to snorkel as much as I could and I wanted to take scuba diving lessons (now adding to my wanderlist). Traveling to Cairns opened up the oceans of possibilities for me, a desire to explore vast oceans. Less than twenty-four hours ago, I was in Paris at La Défense, in the midst of early Monday morning traffic. People were rushing from one end to another, some stopped by the Pomme de Pain boulangerie, click-clack heels echoing, stores beginning to open and I was sad to leave. All of the sudden, I had this train of thought enter my mind. I thought about the word 'wanderlust'. What does wanderlust mean? A desire to travel the world. There I was immersed in the discourse of a French pool. In all honesty, I occasionally curse the tower of Babel, but this time instead I loved every moment of hearing français being spoken. It's been two years and more since I dived deep in French. I still remember a lot and I miss taking French from Madame Collmar. I want to go back and study French. Traveling brings about such desires, such as jumping into oceans and learning French. I dream of being there again, a school of fish swimming around me and sitting in a cafe eating crêpes, macarons, flan and paninis. There is a desire to travel, but also a desire that comes with traveling. After all, what is the purpose of traveling if there are no desires after the traveling process? What is the word after wanderlust? Or am I describing a feeling for which there are no words? I'll keep searching. For now, I am boundlessly grateful for the opportunities to travel and this wonderful world I live in.

non, je ne regrette rien!

2011-01-16T14:19:00.011-07:00

images at Keep Calm

Charles Dumont and Michel Vaucaire should have titled "Non, je ne regrette rien" with an exclamation mark! These words still harbour in my mind. I have no regrets. I have none whatsoever as I've made a few revolutions and changes for the better within this last week. I fought, I battled and I stood for what I believe. I'm not sure if I'm victorious yet, but I have learned a few lessons in life. Years on, I'll be laughing about this experience I'm going through, but now injustice is a reality I'm currently facing. I thought of John Butler's lyrics, "running through the fire, running through the flame, running through the hopelessness and shame, revolution already underway." This is a powerful message of being the change and turning the tides. I can't say I have won. But I can say I have conquered. I have conquered some of my fears and now my feet are weary from trodden uncharted mountains. All that I'm doing for myself and for others is a tale to tell. All of this feels right. I feel as though I'm doing the right thing. All of this is worth it and non, je ne regrette rien! Stand up for yourself. Believe in yourself. Believe in the seemingly impossible. You might never know until you try. Carpe diem. Have no regrets.

because ursa major needed ursa minor

2011-01-13T20:44:00.002-07:00

Maybe it's because I've had this fascination with J interning for Pixar. Or facebook and Mark Zuckerberg. Sometimes I can't believe the things I say and do. I have made a decision. I am minoring in computer science.

我好可愛的媽媽

2011-01-08T16:41:00.034-07:00

Pictures are souvenirs of lost time, memories remembered and forgotten; an archived documentation of a long history with many stories to tell.

Lately, our family has been looking through old photographs. Polaroids, black and white, faded ink and photos in a format I've never seen before. With vintage back in style, vintage only seemed like a fairytale or a classic ad until I saw these photographs. Those were the times, the good old days and the simple life my family lived. I've seen 1979 and even more further back in the past. In the photographs, my mom looks like one of the Carpenters, Yoko Ono with John Lennon, one of The Breakfast Club, Grease and The 70's Show. She's a dancer and a rockstar, a diva singer and plays the guitar far cooler than I ever will. In all of the photographs, I wish I had her clothes and sense of fashion, minus the crochet pants my grandmother handmade with love. One thing's for sure, my mom is rad and pretty.

revolution 2011

2011-01-07T02:51:00.007-07:00

image via kacie williams

I have decided I am going to be the architect of my own life. I am going to the places my heart leads me to and my feet will carry me there, whole in soul and spirit wherever these places may be.

2011, a new year and a new of everything. As much as I would like to step into the future or live in the present, these two couldn't exist without reliving the past. I'm still trying to comprehend time, the universe and simply what everything means. I have learned much within the last year and writing resolutions for this year didn't feel right to me. Resolutions sound final, the resolution of a discord into concord at the final note, the end. I wanted to write revolutions instead. Revolutions I'll be thinking of and working towards this year and many years on. There is no end.

Here are some of my revolutions...

be more self-less and willing to help others more

spend more time creating art and playing music

surround myself with family and friends more

explore and discover the world by getting out

learn new things through classes and self-teaching

always love, be positive and happy

Japan

2010-12-31T11:21:00.004-07:00

Photos: vending machine, Nagoya Castle, one of the temples at Kinkaku-ji in Kyoto, orange wonder, sake at Meiji-Mura in Inuyama (Frank Lloyd Wright!), fancy traditional Japanese dolls.

Hong Kong

2010-12-31T10:41:00.005-07:00

Photos: holiday display, stumbled upon a crustacean, Sham Shui Po, lollipops! (with the notorious Chungking Mansion in behind), top of Sha Tin shopping mall, snowflake.

I liked [...]

2010-12-30T07:08:00.011-07:00

Albums Played

1. Kaleidoscope Heart -Sara Bareilles

2. As I Call You Down -Fistful of Mercy

3. Tron: Legacy -Daft Punk

4. Flags -Brooke Fraser

5. Flight of the Crow -Passenger

Movies Watched

1. Toy Story 3 -Disney/Pixar

2. Tron: Legacy -Disney

3. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Pt. 1 -Warner Brothers

4. Inception -Warner Brothers

5. Alice in Wonderland -Disney

Inspiring People

1. Emma Watson -actress/model/Brown collegiate

2. Mark Zuckerberg -founder/visionary architect/engineer of facebook

3. JK Rowling -writer/HP/lovely lady

4. Shaun White -pro athlete/Olympian/conquerer of all heights

5. Jason Mraz -musician/fellow blogger/revolutionist

Places Visited

1. Australia: Gold Coast, Brisbane, Cairns, Sydney (Summer 2010)

2. United States: summer home in Hawaii (Summer 2010)

3. Japan: Nagoya, Kyoto (Winter 2010)

4. United Arab of Emirates: Dubai (Fall 2010)

5. United States: road trip to Bridgeport (Fall 2010)

mistletoe

2010-12-24T08:27:00.010-07:00

Santa and Mrs. Claus. One of the many fanciful festive displays in Hong Kong.

Merry Christmas!

fall semester 2010

2010-12-19T04:41:00.006-07:00

Finals are finally over. Grades are posted. I couldn't be happier as I walked out of WEB into twilight, the fading sun and the lake reflecting behind the city lights. There were goodbyes, words exchanged and heart felt gratitude. I celebrated with friends over dinner and ice cream. Another year, another semester and we made it. A bittersweet ending.

tron: a look into the future

2010-12-17T21:54:00.011-07:00

Tron is a world I've envisioned before, where modernism and surrealism build an electro city, illuminated with neon lights. 2001: A Space Odyssey meets Star Wars, pays homage to Back to the Future and introduced to Tron. This is an intense off your seat venture into digital love. I fell in love with Sam Flynn (played by Garrett Hedlund), mesmerized by a second avatar reality and lost for words by Daft Punk, the ingenious electro orchestrator behind the Tron soundtrack.

how the day sounds

2010-12-10T22:07:00.008-07:00

I am bursting with energy after laughing non-stop with one of my dearest friends. And after all the sugar (chocolate chip cookie + berried n' chocolate), I am infinitely ten folds happier to no end.

::sidenotes: My heart is in Nantes. We love Charlie!

real art

2010-12-03T00:19:00.023-07:00

Three hours of art modeling, restless stillness in a qipao and six artists painting me. I've now lived the definition of art is subjective. There were several other interpretations of me; this painting looks sur(real) and strikingly resembles me in a photograph.

winter is here

2010-11-24T18:27:00.017-07:00

{photo taken in winter 2009}

There's something about winter I really love. Snow, snowfall, snow in the valley and mountains and snowboarding. An eminent sparkling winter wonderland appears again with the winter air. I'm bundled up in layers, looking like a marshmallow, while marshmallows melt in my hot chocolate. At home, I'm in my thermals and fleece pajamas. Going out to conquer a blizzard, I snowshoe wearing my boots, sometimes worn with neon tights and warm leggings. Sitting by a fire or at least pretending to with the heat blasted up, I listen to winter songs. And then I'm off again, frolicking in the snow.

on the road (like jack kerouac)

2010-11-20T00:47:00.023-07:00

{The view from my window in the studio.}

I just wrote a song from my soul, one of my best songs yet involving fingerstyle guitar, open tuning and stomping. The untitled work in-the-making still needs lyrics, reverb, chorus and other effects. In all, I lurve this feeling of creating and this one small step towards an album.

Song influenced by: Led Zeppelin, John Butler, Elliott Smith, oldies and classic rock.

prelude to (thanks)giving

2010-11-15T00:13:00.006-07:00

image via Laura Berger

Life is full of the unexpected and more complicated than I thought.
Yet despite everything, I'm still grateful for all the little and big things.
Family, friends, good health, to be alive, an education and music.

Everything was made to be.

into the ocean {coming soon}

2010-11-13T16:08:00.013-07:00

I've been searching, trying to find inspiration to write songs. And...I think I'm close to finishing a song! I have the lyrics, chords for the verse and the backbone of the song. Now I need instrumental accompaniments, a keyboard and drums. I can't wait for how the rest is going to sound. Je suis très heureux!
Inspired by summers at the beach from the islands of Hawaii to the other side of the world in Australia and New Zealand.
Song influenced by: Jack Johnson, Donovan Frankenreiter, Mumford & Sons, Brooke Fraser, Noah and the Whale and Beirut.

future album cover

2010-11-12T02:45:00.007-07:00

Inspiration at 2 am. Photos from back in May.
Elliott Smith. Writing songs. J. Australia.
Twilight Concert Series. Chromeo.

as of lately...(pt. 2)

2010-11-04T16:40:00.002-06:00

I have my own music studio to play in! Starlet red lipstick is a sure traffic stopper. Fall weather. Beginning to love the band, Beirut. Love Boy + Bear. Happy distractions. J.D.R. Driving to Sugarhouse and having a front row seat of life. Doing things I would usually never do or say.

it's not even 2011 yet and baby, I've got plans

2010-11-04T16:32:00.003-06:00

Moving out of the house, at least for a summer.

Destination: somewhere pretty.

Dubai

2010-10-15T09:13:00.004-06:00

Ski Dubai: -4 degrees Celsius

Hookah cart at the Souk

Burj Al Arab: dreamy sailboat

Atlantis Hotel: The Palm

Arabian Gulf

Dubai reminds me of Star Wars; the Burj Khalifa (tallest building in the world) in the sky and modern architecture defying the limits of design. Experiencing the unbearable heat and humidity prove there are endless possibilities to building anything, especially when you see Ski Dubai. I am in awe with this futuristic, faraway city.

Bridgeport

2010-10-13T06:17:00.003-06:00

Trace Inn: antiques off the wall

golden leaves

Red Hill State Park: a lake reflection of autumn

There were churches with no one inside, barns marking the miles that passed and mailboxes lined up on the edge of the road. Driving along, we landed on a unpaved, dirt road and rocks sputtered underneath our tires. Over the phone, I yelled to my brother, "we are in nowhere man's country! And...I just saw a yellow butterfly." That's the kind of road trip it was, on a two hour drive from Effingham to Bridgeport, Illinois. All I can say is that it was well worth it. I was beginning to like road trips and understand the true meaning of country road, take me home. I visited a friend, who I haven't seen for two years since Germany. Fall was in the air, the leaves were turning crisp brown and there were clusters of red, orange and gold in the trees. The smell of a campfire, standing in front of that lake and being surrounded by fall, my mom, a real friend and along with new friends was all I needed in that moment.

St. Louis

2010-10-10T22:02:00.000-06:00

Gateway Arch: Thomas Jefferson

bicyclette carriage

Tom Sawyer & Becky Thatcher steamboats
(feat. Tom Sawyer)

sew vintage with a needle and a thread

blow dryers in the front window of a barber shop

Some highlights and things I did:
listening to Elvis Presley
reminiscing on reading Mark Twain
traveling back in time
pho & dulce de leche gelato
Jack-In-The-Box run
being Will Smith in I am Legend
zombies in the dark

a time traveler

2010-10-07T01:43:00.004-06:00

I think back to the beginning of summer, when the world seemed to make sense in notes, rhythms and rhymes. I think of J and how much I missed him then. I still miss him now and the way we were. Yesterday, there were unexpected tears. Words were said and I realized I lived under an empire of tyranny. And instantly, I wanted to go back to the beginning of summer, back to the place I once knew and loved. Then I thought of today, an indescribably, better and brand new day. This guy went entirely out of his way to open the door for me. I met new people and another guy had said to me upon meeting, that it was entirely serendipitous, and it really was. Although I like to say I'm tone deaf in learning Mandarin, I had a few good laughs over speaking and translating a foreign language. A new friend waited for me after class. These past weeks at night, I've walked by soft shadowy blurs cast down by a streetlight. I am fazed by bicyclettes. I just smile by thinking about this idea of love, the person who might possibly like me and the person I am mad-head-over-my-heels about. I'm already looking forward to next week, a reunion with a dear friend on an exchange in Illinois, possible globe trotting and world exploring. I can't wait. I live in the past and I live in the future. I've had my share of days that seemed to go right and days that seemed to go unbelievably wrong. There's no where I'd rather be than here, this moment, in the present and all the while being nostalgic, time traveling to the past, future and back.

one word: love

2010-09-22T13:14:00.001-06:00

photo via lovelife

Oh, vanilla bean frap ice cream...I love you. I love you Thursdays. I love you Fridays. I love you weekends. I love you sunny afternoons. I love you Ringo. I love you the-person-who-makes-me-happy. I love you hardwood floors. I love you Room 306. I love you homemade meals and desserts. I love you laundry detergent. I love you messages between friends over the airwaves. I love you real letters from real people. I love you friends and family around the world, at home and everywhere. I love all of you, really. Love love love.

All you need is love. I'm in love with life and I just can't hide it.