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turn up the quiet

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how is it that i celebrate my holiday like every other american? eat turkey? check.  see loads of family? check.  watch football? check.  spend hours in traffic? check.  but i love it nonetheless.  the shouts rising from the men’s section of the table (yes, the women tend to flock to one another during this time of the year), the popped bottles of champagne and prosecco, the nursing of our food babies, the last-minute scramble to draw names for our christmas grab.  it’s all so comforting.  even the fact that we have the same varieties of wine on hand is nice, Chianti, Pinot grigio, Korbel.  nothing changes.  it’s a tradition.  perhaps the most comforting tradition i have.  but to be honest, this year was different.  my mother stayed in maine, while i made the trip to cambridge.  it was weird to be truthful.  unorthodox, and borderline painful.  but it was nice.  it gave me a wake up call, a vibrant one at the least saying, 2010 is almost over.  that’s true.  it is almost over.  time has sped up two or three notches since i’ve entered high school, and it’s crazy.  i realized that i have very little control over what happens and when things happen.  but i’m not bothered by that.  i may admit that i kinda sorta prefer it that way. 

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but moving on.  my holiday was fantastic, how was yours? just as good i can only hope, or better! christmas is a month away, it’s been four years since my boston mom and dad tied the knot officially, and i’m very happy to see what the next three months bring.  december promises to be eventful.  spending the holidays (yes christmas and Chanukah) with loved ones, celebrating birthdays, making weekend trips to boston and the surrounding area, making the house festive, and working more than i want to.  it’s busy and wonderful.  my dearest buddy is coming up from florida right before christmas, and exams end on the 16th of december.  i can’t believe the semester is almost over (almost, perhaps i mean practically)? meredith is traveling up for new years and christmas from the dirty durham, and then of course, NEW YEARS EVE.  after that celebration there’s a mere five days until my birthday, and with that comes smiles and more trips to wonderful cities.  i have a feeling that this winter will be absolutely delightful in comparison to others.  but in the near future, i have lunch reservations at bistro du midi, right across from the boston commons, a mani/pedi appointment, an evening at the beach house, and then a reunion with someone who makes me very happy! what more can i ask for? … a bottle of wine or champagne? i don’t need em, things are going to swell for me to want more than what i need.

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i’m going to go take a soak, read some of the alchemist, and maybe even start Tess of the d’Urbervilles but we’ll see.  it can probably be assumed that i’ll just pass out in my chair, even though i’ve consumed 10x the average amount of coffee i do on a day-to-day basis.  happy shopping for all those braving the black friday madness.  i’m ENTHRALLED that i’m not you. 

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(nevermind the racy photo…)

eoxo

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it’s as black as any night

i present to you a medley of summer film, shot in numerous places (most notably south korea) and in addition, a brief STOC.

trembling ever so lightly, i raised my nikon to my right eye, focused the lens, and shot this photo.  korea was full of murals, shrines, and monuments.  this one particularly struck me because it was in the dmz, and families who are separated by north and south leave one another notes and wishes on this fence.  as i made my way around the dmz i couldn’t help but feel a sense of sorrow floating about the trees, spewing from the birds, and releasing in the scent.  stalemate.  that’s what the treaty is defined as between north korea and south korea.  that’s what i felt.  in addition to a very odd, yet satisfying amount of peace as well.  a sanctuary of sorrow and peace.  being idle equates to nothing.

scarborough beach circa august 2010.  meandered to the beach with jaime reagan and company.  the swells were constant and overwhelming.  the sun was directly overhead, and the white sand was absorbing all the heat from the center of our galaxy.  i can’t say that i went to the beach for leisure too often this past summer, but of the few trips i did make, this was certainly the most satisfying.  immediately following the beach, we drove to the maine squeeze where jaime and i indulged in some green drinks.

alpha cave and beta bitches- plus caliboy.  these folks made my july the best july i’ve ever had.  when i first encountered them, i was unsure whether i’d get along with the group.  but sure enough, we made friends fast, and i still cannot imagine spending the entire july with any other group of people but these.  mr. t remains calm and collected, posing next to jaime who is in the midst of laughing at max’s absurd gesture he made seconds before this shot was snapped.  caliboy remains the same as mr t, and max, eli, and myself share a laugh about supertramp and the nose.

as i headed to the seoul fish market i traveled down a tunnel full of produce stalls managed by the wives of farmers.  this shot is perhaps one of the best i’ve snapped this summer.  while the exposure isn’t as great as i wish, the idea of the scene is still visible, and i think in some ways its executed quite well.  this woman, who has her hand resting on her hip found me and my traveling companions ridiculous and troublesome.  she was selling sesame leaves, dried maggots, and garlic.  the vendors sat on the ground while guys on mo-peds whizzed by.

snap-shot/portrait of my dear madre.  we were eating at saporro, i was house-sitting, and korea was just around the corner.  she was angry because her water had ice and no lemon, even though she asked twice for water without water with a lemon.  i suppose being picky isn’t the best thing when ordering water.  it was humid, and rain was on the way.  following this excursion i made my way home, and took a brief nap before running up to walk the little puppy on the hill.

after waiting for what seemed like a million seconds, potter did the first step to my swallow tattoo.  the pressing remained on my back for an extra twenty minute before he began a two and a half hour ink session on the very small swallow located on my upper left shoulder blade.   potter was impressed by my ability to fall asleep during the whole tattoo sesh, and in addition, i was a “very nice foreigner”.  he was sweet, that goes without saying, and he also was the best dressed korean i had seen that day- rocking a pair of tie-dyed balloon cotton pants, jesus sandals, and a black wife beater.

ms. chelsea, a very good friend, was married to her dearest john on august 29th.  the wedding was out of control and on the island.  we took an early boat over, and the good times started to roll at 2pm.  clearly, after this little soire, i know that i can handle a large amount of alcohol.  as A and i later hypothesized, the entire wedding was just an excuse to get loved ones together to drink to their heart’s content. and the choice of drink was limited to miller light, pbr, pinot grigo, pinot noir, merlot, and jello shots made with meyer’s rum.  very limited indeed.

when anne and cory first observed my camera, they struck a pose, but after i took a little while explaining i didn’t like poses, they began to ignore me, thus allowing me to get a candid shot like the one above.  anne and cory are my favorite couple in the entire world.  leading the bridal party, anne wore her black dress from bliss, paired with a legit pair of frye motorcycle boots.  miss rock n roll asian is pretty B.A.

jack and andrew pickin’ around at their octopus entree.  squirmy, yummy, delicious, we are strong…like warriors.

Mr. I tried his best with snappin’ some candid shots of my session with potter… while he is an amateur at camera usage, i enjoyed this photo and i still do.  this was about half-way into our session, and potter had just started shading.  b-roc, the miniature dog was moving about beneath the table, and my hand was resting on potter’s thigh.  i didn’t quite know where to put my hands the entire session, for they kept falling asleep.

this is my depiction of silence at the boston public library.  i’m very pleased with how this came out, besides the little light leak on the bottom left.

sinchon at night.  neon signs have a power over a human’s feeble mind.  all things that sparkle/glitter attract our attention, and sinchon was just that… a big ball of sparkley, glittery, neon signs.  i miss the vendors, the street food, the hemp stores, the cheap shoes, expensive skincare, and ironic shirts that would say, “it girl” or “diamonds or gold please”… did i say ironic, i meant idiotic!

Mr. I all dolled up, and finally he admits that he is a hash hippie.

the weekend brings me once again to the humble abode in cambridge, and immediately post-weekend, i am back in school, ramming my head into chem books, alg2acc books, russian history middle ages text + freeze text, pride and prejudice, and translating latin that i would have never thought possible to translate until now.  rest well portland, enfin will be back.

post scriptum: i was at norms tonight and got to spend some time with my surrogate big bro who i haven’t seen in what seems like ages.  now i know that i’ll have some guaranteed help for my struggling times in mathematics class.

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surprise! this past weekend was wunderbar.  yes… back to my native tongue! it’s funny how quickly you can fall out of habit, but then, as if nothing happened, return to it as quickly as you fell out!

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for starters- i hate fourth of july.  i always have, and i always will, and i suppose there are a few reasons behind this hatred.  one: i am not patriotic by any means.  surely, i do love living in the united states- solely because of freedom- and yes, generally i wouldn’t say that, because i feel as though some rights are most definitely hindered, but, today i am saying that.  two: drunks on the eastern promenade are not the sort of people i like sitting next to, while having them regurgitate on my blanket.  three: i’m not too big on fireworks- in fact, the only reason i watch them, is to hear them.  four: i think the color combination, red white and blue is rather tragic, and i hate seeing it plastered all over everyone who makes a big deal out of the frikin’ fourth of july.  five: i prefer bastille day.  to hell with america, vive la france!

but let’s back up.  today was unexpectedly grand.  trips to the beach with healthy vegetation, books galore, the clash & family.  not to mention miraculously warm waters to swim in, and even warmer temperatures and endless sunshine.  all this followed by a mid evening excursion to el rayo- which i initially protested, but now, after experiencing the dining, i have clearly changed my mind.  so fresh, so clean, so delicious, so divine.  i was rather pleased with el rayo- hence this.  dancing in the ghetto with sparklers and watching the fireworks from the roof was a nice night cap, and now i ready myself to sleep, just so i can awake, ride to the corporate sell-out spot, and then take another trip to the beach again.  rinse, repeat, rinse, repeat.  so much fun, so happy it’s summertime.  it seems as if all my film keeps disappearing.  gone through 5 rolls this week- everything is adding up, and there is no ending in sight.  oceanic adventure beginning in one day.  what can i say? i’m looking forward to it, for both selfish reasons and reasons of pure selflessness (if that even existed).

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i’ll eventually post a new mixtape for summer (i’m getting lazy, yet i’m balancing two blogs, and going on holidays often).  i’ll also try and scan some photos and get them posted too.  there is some sort of surprise in store regarding a revolutionary idea to re-amp a wonderful thing that portland is probably missing- and i plan on makin’ some creme brulee soon- so someone better buy me a blowtorch.  no more green for quite some time, and just because i thought of that, let’s chew on this- i hate pbr.  eff off hipster culture and cry me the nile.

enfinlove

postscriptum: i’ve had two very cute waiters this past week, hmm… oh yeah, jack johnson never changes, and i’ve decided that’s a wonderful thing! oh and to add to the local natives video featured up top- if you haven’t listened to gorilla manor, YOU MUST.

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the purest form

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the past few days have allowed my mind to be consumed with happy thoughts and distractions.  i’ve lacked the proper funds to spend at a whim- and i’ve been focusing on the mind opposed to the temporary forms of happiness that are acquired by means of consumption.  i’ve talked about my thoughts, with the hope that others have listened.  sitting on the pier and on the coast with ryan was really nice.  for the first time in a while, i was in the company of someone who i could speak to openly, and not worry about judging me.  our conversations ran deep, and since then i’ve been at peace.  he loaned me his copy of the tao of pooh, and i haven’t been able to put it down since.  as i said in the beginning of the week, it’s time for a new start, and the tao of pooh could not have come at a better time.  immediately following my excursion with ryan, which ended in promises for night swimming and thai food, i was stolen away and embarked on an afternoon with m.  after time passed, and we had consumed unspeakable amounts of sushi, we returned to the pearl compound & got prettied up and walked to slainte, where we quickly turned around and reconsidered.  our better option was local, so that’s where we headed and ate desserts and drank our digestifs.  more meaningful conversations this morning in the comfort of arabica, although nothing was agreed upon.  i haven’t enough money to purchase coffee and toast- let alone film.  i have four rolls to develop, and i have no darkroom access.  whatta shame to be so broke.  not to mention i can’t even scrounge up cash to buy some double A’s for my old fallback- the digital camera.  i need to start documenting for reassurance of my very existence.  let the weekend steal me away.

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enfin

postscriptum: as a direct result of my escapade at the pier with ryan, i was sunburned to a crisp, and currently my knees are swollen, chest is blotchy, and eyes are close to those of a raccoon.

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uptown girl

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this past weekend was rather lovely for a few reasons.  the first being being in the company of my family, who i adore ever so much- and enjoying the marriage of my cousin and her fiance.  they’re off to italy for ten days as of tomorrow- venice, florence, rome, and sicilly.  a nice deal to tell you the truth.  i’d like to be in their place right now- not to say that i have a fiance, or anything close for that matter, but it’d be nice to travel to italy for the next ten days.  i stayed up a bit too late last evening & drank too much wine (but i had an excuse this time, because it was in fact a big italian wedding).  but the night turned to day and a & i made our way into cambridge once more to enjoy the 80 degree weather and two bacon cheeseburgers at tory rowe.  as an afterthought we spent sometime in LUSH and i ended up shelling out a bit too much cash on some soaps and masks and toners and all that lovely stuff.  we ended our day eating tiramisu frozen yogurt from JP licks and then travelling back to portland, only to be met with great sadness.  not to get my hopes up or anything, a is looking for work down in boston, so perhaps in a year or so we will be relocating (and that would be FINE in my book).

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when this week ends, i have two weeks left- so bring on the finals, bring on the studying, the relentless weather, the miserable teachers, and antsy children, bring it on, and expect to be defeated by june 11th, 2010.  summer plans are getting ironed out so that they’re crisp and clear as of june 7th.  i’m hoping to travel to DC and south korea, as well as spend a good chunk of time in boston in the latter part of august as well as june.  july is jam-packed with all sorts of things (the SOS program, my grandfather, family gatherings, birthdays, and… maybe the pitchfork music fest!) i just would like to see how everything sorts themselves out, and i’m open to whatever happens. 

the fog is rolling in, my eyes are drooping like wilting petunias and i need to take my beauty sleep. i’m making a surprise dinner & dessert tomorrow…and on tuesday evening i will be listening to some jazz over drinks.

oh, and LOST, so insane, and i can’t even say if i liked the way it turned out yet. tomorrow, tomorrow.  go and sleep blogosphere.

enfin

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qu’est-ce que c’est?

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i can’t wait to do this with friends dans l’ete.

enfinoui got a makeoverr. sorry if things aren’t visually pleasing right now, i’m still making changes, but i thought it was time for change, yes? this past weekend went rather quickly. i spent a wonderful amount of time with bela dearest, and i watched chocolat with isaac & then some rather terrifying crime show yesterday. a and i brunched at local today, celebrating how she is a wunderbar mother to me, not to mention our stumble down the congo 8 hours earlier than usual & drinking arabica’s beans & then falling asleep listening to bobdyl. needless to say i have pent up energy, and best yet, my buddy is coming up tomorrow! he is my grandfather and i love him ohh so much. if you knew buddy, you would too, he’s just the kind of person you love. i also have to play a tennis match, go to dinner, complete a rather lengthy english assignment as well as a math one too, & in addition steep some lemonn squeezer tea. did you notice that when you give up your hope for something, that’s when it usually happens? i dislike that… very much. i hope hell goes by incredibly rapidly tomorrow- i don’t need to dabble on those premises. summer time is embroaching, and i hope i can spend it with people i want to spend it with. do we think that’s a reasonable request, deities of summer? i hope you consider it an easy task.

enfinlove (whilst floating over babylon)

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