a thesis fit for a senior

There I was, in India, wearing my favorite red sari, and eating some veg korma on the side of the street.While my other friends went off to get some pizza, I went off by myself for some street food.

One of the best things I found in India is color. and by color, i mean color. Being in India is like living in a rainbow. It's as if god knocked over a shelf of paint cans from the sky and now everybody is wearing magnificant purples and yellows and greens and oranges. This makes it the perfect place for people watching.

This isn't an exciting story about anything wild or crazy that happend to me while I was there. Just a memory. Me, my veg korma, and my red sari, on some street corner in India, watching people shop and chat and walk.

la vida de la biblioteca

olympic national park, Washington

In the hope college library trying to write this Spanish paper but all i can do is look at the NYtimes travel section and listen to this song on repeat.

typical.

but somebody just came up to me and gave me a krispy creme donut FOR FREE just because they felt like buying everybody in the library a donut.





cool.
and really nice.

HAPPY MID TERMS COLLEGE.

grand rapids top 7

This is winter break people. And while all my wonderful friends were busy traveling to busy places like Seattle, New York City, and Chicago I remained in the city of Grand Rapids. And ya know what? It rocked.

here's the reasons why:

1. Woke up this morning to fresh white daisies on my vanity (courtesy of the most wonderful man in the whole land, my dad)
2. Got to church in time to talk to a friend before it started and grab a cup of coffee.
3. "Country Roads" by John Denver on the radio.
4. Sparrow's Coffee and Tea shop had a new latte, the "dirty hairy." Earl Grey tea with soymilk.
5. My mother turned another year older today. We had meatloaf and donuts for dinner.
6. The new Anthro catalogue arrived to my house.
7. I am a real person now and have a resume.


here i am world.

the coffee station

a guarantee and not promise that i'll never let your love slip from my hands

peace please

burma

january days

soon and very soon
we are going to see the king
soon and very soon
we are going to see the king

no more dying there
we are going to see the king
hallelujah
hallelujah
we are going to see the king

welcome wagon

and you shall go forth again
skip about like calves
coming from their stalls at last