November 2010
20 posts
Green Vacuum
I despised it. It was just always there, with its stupid matching green cord that would always get tangled and get in the way of my vacuuming path. My cousin and brother always bribed me saying that if I vacuumed, I would become Cinderella when I grew up. Being the foolish, naive child that I was, of course, no matter how much contempt I held for the contraption, I cared more about becoming a...
Thank You
Family, for taking up my burdens and bearing them as their own. Friends, for partaking in the silliest and most profound talks for 9+ hours. Music, for being the friend who is there when no one else is. Art, for opening my eyes to a new world. Home, for always remaining sweet. God, for life, for purpose, for memories, for moments, for love, for laughter, for epiphanies, for creativity, for...
A Special Thanks.
While reading some of my old tumblr entries, I came across one that was directed towards a woman, a stranger, whom I made many disreputable judgments against. I realize how ridiculous I was to have gotten so infuriated by a woman, whose circumstances and conditions I did not know but made silly allegations against, nonetheless. This realization of how foolish I was hit me when I saw two verses...
At age 8, your dad buys you an ice cream. You...
Home.
Coming back to reality, to NY, to school, to the workloads left for me suddenly before this Thanksgiving break, I find myself immersed in getting most of it done before I am able to go home. Working diligently for hours in my friend’s dorm while he is snoozing the whole time, I read through the millions of pages my writing teacher spontaneously assigned us.
However, taking what I thought...
6-Year-Old AIDS Orphan A-Long Lives Alone In... →
Thoughts In The Car
From the spontaneous text I received at 9:04 AM, I have since been reflecting on today’s awesomeness.
Although today consisted of a lot of spectacular events such as eating massive amounts of Korean food and bubble tea and driving from the extreme lengths from Mountain Lakes to Rutgers, I believe the best part of the day was just sitting in shotgun, playing music from my iTouch, and...
post 40 - cute. →
johnleesley:
To be honest, this story’s pretty nasty, but I think it was cute. I was walking down the street and saw a young couple with a behemoth of a dog. I don’t even know what kind of breed it was… it was like a super-poodle. Those small cute dogs with the curly hair covering their eyes and their body; those except 5 times the size. Anyway, what happened was that this dog took a really...
He.
He is the beggar by the corner of the deli, pleading for change. He is the lame man, who is missing his right shoe and has holes in his socks. He is the girl, sitting with strangers, holding a cigarette in one hand, thinking about her father’s gun in the drawer beside the bed. He is the blind man in the subway, jingling his cup with a few measly pennies, asking for enough to buy a pack of...
