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"Still, there are times I am bewildered by each mile I have traveled, each meal I have eaten, each person I have known, each room in which I have slept. As ordinary as it all appears, there are times when it is beyond my imagination."
— Jhumpa Lahiri
2013/02/7 ✧ 3 notes

This beautiful man really does me proud.  He catapulted onto the national stage this year with the single, ‘Thriftshop’.  Around the time his album, ‘The Heist’, dropped in October and ‘Thriftshop’ blew up, I remember I was at work when the song came up on spotify.  Immediately, I turned to my co-worker and commented on how insane it was that Macklemore was getting so big, so fast.  His response was that the artist was finally making songs that people liked to listen to, a simple comment that left me quiet and contempative.  For an underground musician whose music traditionally sheds light on underrepresented issues and represents the voices of the underserved, I couldn’t help but think about what it means now that he’s rapping for a larger and some might say, more “main stream” audience.  There’s no doubt that ever since he partnered with Ryan Lewis, his music has gained a lot of headwave.  I’ve watched his youtube views go from a meager 10,000 views for each song (pre-Ryan) to 45 million.  Despite rocketing to a whole new level this year, if you strip away the sound, his lyrics make the hype real.  His rhymes really hit home for me be the subject thrift shopping, gender and educational equality (the subject isn’t featured in this clip, but listen to ‘Ten Thousand Hours’), or religious hypocrisy (check out Neon Cathedral).  They echo experiences, personal struggles and social issues close to my heart.  If music can inspire social change and preach tolerance, it’s about time songs like these go viral.  Turn up the volume, enjoy, and check out the lady in the yellow at 6:35, that’s what’s up - totally me behind the computer screen by the way.

2013/01/1 ✧ 1 note

A Revisitation

I’m back!  For a short time at least.  It’s been a while since I last visited this little nook in the blogosphere.  I’m prompted to return because of a deep conversation I had with a close friend.  It resurrected memories of how much this blog once meant to me.  So while i’m free to ponder and contemplate before college life sets in again, I’ll make use of this personal space.

2013/01/4 ✧ 2 notes

I’ve always been a fan of Imogen Heap since her Frou Frou days, but this just reminds me of her incredible musical talents.  Her live performances are simply compelling, always unique and organic to the root.  This specific one just happens to be one of my favorites.  Make sure to tune in with a pair of headphones.

2011/07/4 ✧ 1 note

Moving right along

Sometimes I like to cry.  I sit on the cold hard floor of my room, back against the frame of my bed and stare at the purple wall right in front.  There is no calm before the storm, only the head on collision of raw emotions that stain my cheeks red and pink from its bloody carnage.  My head grows heavy as salty pools well up, threatening to spill over red rims and my line of version becomes impaired by the aqueous medium that is now my looking glass; the once defined articles strewn across my bedroom floor melt into a hazy blur.  But I don’t dare blink.  My eyelids flutter ever so gently over the glassy surface and for a few minutes I allow myself to wallow in the depths of self pity, anger, frustration, and hurt.  What could’ve beens and should’ve beens bury me neck deep in regret and settle heavily on my shoulders.  But I don’t dare fight it.  I let it bend, warp and crush to its full ability before I tilt my face to the ceiling, close my eyes, let the emotions drain dry from the crescents’ corners, and collect myself from the floor.

Sometimes it’s the only way to cope; the only way to move right along.

2011/07/3 ✧ 9 notes
euphoric beauty

euphoric beauty

ephemeraa / by: ephemeraa
2011/06/1 ✧ 34,089 notes

Nothing better to do on a Friday night in New Joisy. Gotta love little kids.

2011/06/6 ✧ 1 note
If my cheesy smile doesn’t give it away already, I had a great weekend!  I went shopping with dear Abby, Kristen, and Aaron to put prom procrastination to rest with a skinny black satin tie and a fitted midnight blue dress shirt.  Headed to Candace’s dad’s photography store afterwards to take my passport pictures as well as to channel my inner diva/lioness/asian mickey mouse.  Other than a handful of shots exposing my creepy demeanor and apparent bad posture, I’d say the whole shabang went pretty well!

If my cheesy smile doesn’t give it away already, I had a great weekend!  I went shopping with dear Abby, Kristen, and Aaron to put prom procrastination to rest with a skinny black satin tie and a fitted midnight blue dress shirt.  Headed to Candace’s dad’s photography store afterwards to take my passport pictures as well as to channel my inner diva/lioness/asian mickey mouse.  Other than a handful of shots exposing my creepy demeanor and apparent bad posture, I’d say the whole shabang went pretty well!

2011/05/7 ✧ 6 notes
Blasian babies! Take a good look at them, their replicas of my future kids :)

Blasian babies! Take a good look at them, their replicas of my future kids :)

fuckyeahkidulzzang / by: jfckinweezy
2011/05/2 ✧ 10,262 notes
I’m so glad nyc’s bipolar forecast has finally cleared out.  I treasure days like this when the air has neither completely lost its post winter chill nor adopted the sweat drenching humidity of the summer.  Chillin’ barefoot on the backyard patio under a blue cloudless sky with Jane eyre and a bowl of grapes is truly what I do best.
My face looks slightly pained, but I swear i’m happy.

I’m so glad nyc’s bipolar forecast has finally cleared out. I treasure days like this when the air has neither completely lost its post winter chill nor adopted the sweat drenching humidity of the summer. Chillin’ barefoot on the backyard patio under a blue cloudless sky with Jane eyre and a bowl of grapes is truly what I do best.

My face looks slightly pained, but I swear i’m happy.

2011/04/6 ✧ 10 notes
chrissysayswhaat: nicole , nicole! :D.
i just wanted to sayy, gratz on berkeley ! C:
ima miss youuu <3!

aw, thank you Christina; i’m going to miss you too!

I never thought the west coast was in my future.  Looks like it is now.

2011/03/3 ✧ 0 notes

I’ve been waiting for the appropriate time to share this.  So in the good spirits of St. Patty’s day, bottoms up!

2011/03/4 ✧ 2 notes
Las Lajas Sanctuary, Colombia

This is dreamy.

Las Lajas Sanctuary, Colombia

This is dreamy.

-cityoflove / by: -cityoflove
2011/02/4 ✧ 30,296 notes
hayleeloo: <3

thanks for the follow  ♥  (:

2011/01/4 ✧ 1 note
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