It sure does suck having a cold + cough when it’s spring time. It didn’t stop me from practicing my shots out on the court today though… =)

Since the 2nd half of April is gonna be wicked busy for me, the only real, honest time for me to pack up my stuff and ship it back home, is next weekend and the following weekend after that. After taking down pictures from my wall and putting away small trinkets, a lot of memories remind me of “good times, good times”. One thing for sure, is that I miss my TM girls. All in good time though…

It will be nice seeing everyone at the end of April though, before I leave.

And perhaps I will have a final answer as to where I will be heading by the end of this month.

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That was a really good breakfast… =)

oh yeeah, this girl’s playin’ b-ball tomorrow… =)

Had the most fascinating bus ride today. As I boarded the 70A, I proceeded to walk past a baby boy in a stroller. As my right leg passed by him, the boy (maybe close to a year-old?!) decided he needed to hold onto it for dear life. With a loud giggle and bright eyes, he and my right leg caught the attention of the entire bus for maybe a minute. Surprised by his move, I almost continued on to the back of the bus with him clinging my leg, but with my cat-like reflexes didn’t. =)

On the 71, I headed down to Mt. Auburn Street in Watertown for my optometrist appointment. More than two years ago, I used to take that bus from my temporary apartment right to my job and back. We were stopped at an intersection and I started to daydream. I stared at this tree in the frontyard of a brickstone house on the corner of the street. I imagined just lying under it through all the seasons. Leaves Falling on me would cover me from the winds and rain. The Winter’s snow would beckon me and everyone else, to sleep and prepare for the upcoming months. From Spring would spring forth new life as I watched everything around me, have another chance. And Summer, with the smell of grass so green and long endless nights, would move me to action…

Life is funny. Returning to the town I initially called “home” for close to two months (?), reminded me of the past. I purchased 03 boxes today, to pack up everything up in. I’m realizing as I plan everything and play around with tokens of the past, that a lot has changed. There were a couple of changes which I regret. The rest I don’t…

I have to work on not being vague anymore. Well, wherever I end up, I know I’ll do well. It’s just where I should go, which I’m currently stressing about.

On a lighter note, tomorrow “Robot Chicken” Season One is out. YIPPEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

away from here…” – Snow Patrol’s “Run”

I am giving up coffee again.

Ever since I’ve returned from NYC, I feel stretched.  It’s almost like I’m sort of like Laffy Taffy.  I dunno why.

I keep on looking for outward signs pointing me in the direction of where I should go to after Summer 2006.  Inside I feel as if I should finally give NYC a chance.  Go to school there.  Work hard there.  Finally delve into a city that outwardly is like my inwardly (if that makes sense).  My family found out that I got into NMSU and they want me to go there.  I just don’t know now.  Maybe I need a mini-day away from here to just clear my head for a bit.  Perhaps I will go down to the Cape next Monday and meditate…

I’m back from NYC and after sifting through my pictures now, they
pretty much all turned out to be cr4p.  I’m gonna blame that on my
not shooting enough.  Here were the few which I thought were good,
but what do I know?

Tom’s Diner.  Cinnamon butter.  Need I say more?

At the GuggenHEIM.  I found David Smith’s sketchings to be the most interesting.

I took more candid pictures, but I don’t want to be sued for $1.1
MIIILLION dollars.  We were walking by the U.N. in this pic.

I always had a love/hate relationship with bridges.  I don’t know why…

In a fascinatingly weird mood now. It’s odd being back in Boston; I find myself now really not wanting to be here. It’s not that I want to be back in NYC, but rather I want it to be September already. Whether I go to New Mexico, or New York, or Maryland, it will be a new (not so much with MD) and challenging environment. I’ve had my fill of this area and all that comes with it…

As I was walking towards NYChinatown to hop on a bus back to Boston this morning, I had an opportunity to independently take in a bit of the city. I liked it. There was just so much that becoming dependent on on someone or something or somewhere becomes virtually impossibly because of the variance. There was a certain midnight discussion about “the game” which comes to my mind now. An entirely new person free of any sort of guilt associated with independence. I like that.

On a completely unrelated note, I had my palms read: In 03-06 months, there will be a move for me. Kinda uncanny but not really…I will die at a very old age (89) and only be married once. My husband and I will raise 03 kids.

New experiences this last trip & new realizations as well. I like that.

so tired when you sit on the bus and almost miss your stop, but then the nice bus driver man, who sees you each morning, stops at your regular bus stop for you automatically.  He wakes you up from your day-dream (where you’re taking a nap) and wishes you a “good morning” with his nice wide-eyed smile/grin. 

Uh yeah. 

NYC tomorrow.  Galavanting in the Big Apple for a few days will do me well.  Might even convince me of staying there……

RIVER CARD!

I recently upgraded to Mac OS 10.4.5 and I’m finding some quirks about the os but all in all, it’s quite impressive for my feeble needs. I think I may need to get more space (I’ve always said that) with all the picture and music files I have…

NYC in a few more days; I can’t wait to see the guys. =) Multiple opportunities for picture taking. I’ve been quite geekily busy trying to sort and resort all my pictures on my online photo site. Hopefully I can make it available again soon. Practice makes perfect.

Summer plans, most definitely in MD/DC. We’ll see how it turns out if I get to work at NIH or with the Whitman-Walker Clinic again or somewhere new? Then off to school…

Wee hours of the night. Distant thoughts of the past. Fear about repetitive cycles and caught emotions in pictures. Tragic happiness in the stepping forward…..back to ImageStation.

I’m finding it more and more tempting each day to haul arse to NM after a couple of months at home…heh.

The skies were so pretty that day. The cold, bitter winds on the other hand though, weren’t.

For some reason, the penguin to the right reminds me of that movie “Zoolander”.

FanUUUL Hall

It runs in the family.

If I could swim in it, I would…

pesky reflection

I wonder if dinosaurs had dinosaur dentists?

I will miss this place.