August 17, 2009.
Darwin Lo.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Day 213
August 10, 2009.
These are my Irish housemates who are leaving for L.A. at 4:30 in the morning. Interrrresting.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Day 212
August 9, 2009.When asked how I could get a soccer ball for cheap, my friend jokingly sent me this clip. In it, a little boy in Mexico collects plastic bags until he has enough to painstakingly tie into a ball. It finishes with him kicking it up into the sky, soaring towards the sun.
Well, seemed like a brilliant idea to me. So I did it. Or started, anyway. This is what I have so far. It's about as big as my fist, and is currently covered by one of those "Thank you, Come Again" bags with flower imprinting.
Hopefully I'll have a whole ball by the start of school.
Day 211
August 8, 2009.A tribute to my friend Toral, who will one day do her own Project 365. This will be her Day 1 shot (I hope :).
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Day 208
August 5, 2009.我是哭了两天半才发现，我不是因找好室友的烦恼而哭，反而是因室友要离开而哭。也不那么简单，并不是我哭一场就可以嘻嘻哈哈的去寻找replacement. 难过的原因却比较深刻一点。我哭不是因为我们俩的友谊天长地久，因为实际的回答，也不那么瘦。是因为又有人要离开我了。父亲离开了，不是故意的，但是本身已不在了么；姐姐也从来都不理我，因为我年纪比他小。本来以为自己要是努力，专心，客气，高兴，等等行为上的动作，人家就不会离开我，因为我“好。”简单地说，我对他们好的话，他们就没有原因离开，分离，分手。
可是大家好像都由他自己的计划，而那些计划不一定会包括我。不是我对他们好，还是对他们很凶，就是他们有自己的想法，欲望，等等计划-- 他们就在想，要什么就做什么。我呢，就在想，只要我牺牲我所想要的，他们就会留着，而那就是我唯一想要的目的之一。
那是小时候的想法。但现在还会发生。我很怕朋友们离开我，但我已离开了好多人，连家人，家庭也离开了，免得有一天他们会先离开我--也怕“离开”的原因不就是怕被拒绝了吗，怕收到证明自己是别人爱不了的人。
It's crazy, but that's what I thought and oftentimes still think. So the picture shows Henry, a friend of mine from the Taiwan trip, who came over and helped me work through these feelings. Thanks, 兄弟。
Day 207
August 4, 2009.Health Day planning meeting at Hope Lutheran Church, San Mateo.
View from the stairs.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Day 206
August 3, 2009.
Situation resolved. Or at least, on its way, with a place to live in the fall and very kind, earnest people to live with.
kb
Monday, August 3, 2009
Day 205
August 2, 2009.Who knew things could change so suddenly? This picture would have brought up happy memories for me yesterday, of lazy Saturdays relaxing with my housemates. Now I must prostitute it out as an example of what my house looks like, so I can find new housemates. Three of them. In the span of two weeks. ... It's been a long day. I've done all I can, and have exhausted all random ideas that come: from signs on the living room windows to a movie of the house posted widely. Here's to hoping and finding more options, and finally the optimal three people so we don't have to leave what is, and always has been, the Pink House.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Saturday, August 1, 2009
View from the Bay Bridge on my commute home.
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