Friday, 31 July 2009

Thursday, 16 July 2009

Tuesday, 14 July 2009

Friday, 10 July 2009

Sunday, 05 July 2009

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    A bunch of us went to the city today. I think I've lost part of my voice. It sounds kind of charming though. Sexy time (not really)!

    More photos tomorrow... or more like "whenever I feel like uploading".

Friday, 03 July 2009

Tuesday, 30 June 2009

Monday, 29 June 2009

  • I'm going to attempt an all-nighter because I've a paper to finish on Jacksonian Democracy. By that I mean Andrew Jackson and not the formerly talented and recently deceased Michael Jackson (RIP). I am just a bit sorely depressed over his death in one way or another ("The Way You Make Me Feel" and the like are classics amiright?).

    So what am I doing posting? I'll be blunt: wasting time. I really can think of no plausible reason as to why someone would spend their time on the internet tweeting and blogging the night before an extensive paper is due. I'm not even sure why my macbook is open when I should be reading more thoroughly into my text book, particularly about the spoils system. General uselessness is what it is. It is quite often demonstrated reading literature recreationally, tweeting, posting on xanga, checking e-mail when there is none to check and watching previously seen films over and over and over and over... again and again. I've quite a few of these symptoms if not all. I blame the heat.

    Summer has been sizzling as is expected. It's been so warm that the past three days have been declared as Spare the Air days. My skin is getting darker as summer goes by. I don't mind it though, not one bit (with the exception of the threat-of-global-warming aspect of this heat). I enjoy getting my dose of Vitamin D from the sun. It's the season to enjoy fresh berries. It's when the first lick of a popsicle is the most refreshing thing in the world, the season when sweaters are not necessary. When the weather allows for a late night dip in a pool.

    Not to mention that it will be my birthday in approximately 17 days.

    (but seriously, I need to finish this paper).

Friday, 26 June 2009

  • The sun shines in its fulsome and alluring beauty as it peeks through the blinded windows of my room. So fierce yet so simple, greeting my eyelids moments before they unfurl in the sight of the sunlight. That 'Good Morning' smile across my face as I yawn with my arms extended to the ceiling. I open my blinds to look out to summer to find the manifestation of the season staring back, greeting me, throwing light on everything as far as my eyes can see. Like nothing could go wrong.

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    There is just something so engaging about a summer morning.

    (Although I will admit that I secretly curse the heavens that the day should begin so prematurely on Mondays, Tuesdays and Thursdays for those wretched summer classes I regret registering for.)



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Thursday, 25 June 2009

Saturday, 20 June 2009

Thursday, 18 June 2009

  • Free Wednesday at The California Academy of Sciences

    We failed the last time we tried to get in on Free Wednesday back in January, but we learned our lesson and woke up at 5 in the morning yesterday to beat the masses.

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    Anaconda.

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    Take us to your leader.

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    The flash wasn't supposed to go off, but we look pretty good so that's okay.

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    Upside down Jellyfish :)

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    If it takes humans eight years to digest gum, how long a giraffe?

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Tuesday, 16 June 2009

Wednesday, 10 June 2009

Friday, 05 June 2009

Wednesday, 03 June 2009

  • Just a post like any other.

    I ran this morning not knowing it was National Running Day. I never would have noticed, the sidewalks were empty but the streets were filled with cars going this way and that. I found out via Twitter under trending topics. That's how I keep up with the world, Twitter. Oh and I've been following Andy Cooper (sounds more personal than Anderson <3) so I'm up to date with the headlines. I do have to say that Andy is definitely spamming my twitter feed with all these reports and articles. It's a bit overwhelming sometimes. Anyway, I must lead a sad life considering this whole paragraph is about the wonders of Twitter. I guess I am just a Twitter Twit.

    Summer Session started this week. I nearly got myself into taking three classes to be on campus from 9 in the morning until 8 in the evening, but I realized I was only doing that to keep myself extremely occupied. I realized my thoughts of desolation would catch up with me sooner or later so I decided to stick with just one class. My professor is old. Really, he is. I am more than 100 percent sure that he used a type writer for the syllabus. He said class usually ends when he runs out of breath. And he is full of Grandpa stories. He goes on and about his days of mayorship in Sunnyvale and having lunch with Ronald Reagan then he jumps to how he married a Quaker and their wedding night when his wife's friends filled their shoes with sugar and he found angler worms in his freezer then to how shoes used to cost $1.98. Brian and I were snickering the entire time. We're going to have to start sitting in the back. This is a US History class. But considering he was a Mayor and all, I suppose he was part of California History, ergo part of US History. Too bad this class is supposed to take us from the American Revolution to Reconstruction. So he's just a bit off.

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Saturday, 23 May 2009

  • The indefinite progress of existence

    Too many things to read. Too many things to see. Too many things to do.

    In the midst of so many things happening, I've found the object. I wish there were some way to decelerate the speed in which all of this is transpiring. All the pretty words in the world could not even faintly describe the state of my heart, of its disposition, of its warmth, its sentiment. All I want to do is sit with the object to watch all the pretty things, but I know the time has come. It's difficult to understand, but I know what I'm feeling and I know I will feel this way for quite some time, if not in perpetuity. Some of us have a greater purpose to fulfill and I will stand justly by to respect that very purpose fully. I also have a course of my own to embrace. I only wish the best success in our endeavors.

    Only time can tell of what is to happen and I'll be here to find out.

    (I hope I haven't jinxed anything.)

Friday, 22 May 2009

  • FOTO FRIDAY

    My sister and I found a lost Dobson puppy at the park during our picnic, which we will probably do on a weekly basis until the summer is over. The picnic, that is. We called animal control, but they just asked us to drop her off at the shelter. I doubt she wanted to stay in my bike basket so we left her there. I felt awful, but I didn't want to force her into my basket. We also met an English woman and her Golden Retriever named Princess.

    We went and got slurpees after meeting the dogs, where I almost crashed into my death, or a tree rather. As we were turning the corner, this man on his bike said "Oh". And I swerved into the plant life next to the side walk. I nearly crashed into a tree on my way there. Luckily, I ran over some roses instead. I'm glad God loves me enough to save me from a comical and humiliating death.

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Thursday, 21 May 2009

  • No alarm.

    It is around 10 in the morning. I slept peacefully throughout the night. My windows are open to a beautifully lit and cloudless sky. The sound of birds chirping and squirrels treading enter my room. All of which usually constitutes as the beginning of a good day in my book. I thrive under the sun, my lungs crave and long to be filled with spring and summer. But not today. Today, is different. I feel different. Thunder, I want thunder. I want to hear the roar of lions in the sky, swishing their tails in fury, growling as they swipe their paws at each other. I want to see blackness far beyond my window suggesting an incredible storm, an apocalypse. Anything to justify my feelings of fear for what is ending and what is to come.

    It is around 10 in the morning and I've decided to put my best shoes on, ready to take on whatever comes my way.

    It is around 10 in the morning and I cannot think of why I am still in my room posting an entry when I can go into the kitchen to surrender myself to a glass of milk and a s'mores sandwich (made of equal parts marshmallow creme and nutella) for consolation.

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Monday, 11 May 2009

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