sunday graffitti

It is almost time to graduate, and while am a little sentimental these days because am graduating and will leaving this lovely place called Oklahoma for Chicago- i am bored too. More so because am living on my couch these days. I mean it, all my stuff is sold and have nothing except my couch and few boxes overflowing with stuffs here and there.

So today i just baked, studies for a while and since Trang came for a visit, decided to try a few shots on her. It was hillarious and we both enjoyed.

The best thingI have done this week is watch this documentary called "CORPORATION". It is a must watch and i promise is facinating.

life- as it is

it's one of those moments in life when you have too many ideas and dont know what to do with them. i browse through all of them trying to fit the idea with my lifestyle and image of the future.

while i sip my coffee and think of taking a break, i have to admit i also enjoy the craziness of my life. if i have to describe everything i have done in the past few days- it just seems too unorganised. yet in the chaos lies the sanity. from browsing books to watching movies, to reading autobiograhies of writers to flipping through the menu of the restaurants and reading food network postings i have done it all.

the cold seems good for me, it makes me go numb, giving me the chance to settle in my couch and watch fashion house and drink apple juice while scribbling in my notebook. as i come here to work, its fascinating to see the people go by, to see them studying and laughing by themselves alone while reading something from their lighted computer screen, having their coffee and tossing it all over the place like it was a candy wrapper on a halloween night. they talk and write and drag their heavy backpacks all along, they dress to kill, new boots, some sloppy printed jackets, torn jeans and trying to catch up with life.

i can still hear myself talking, with friends, with co-workers, with some other people i dont know...... i laugh and joke and make some friends and some more. my dreams are like puzzle pieces i havent figured it out yet, i take life as it comes, with some plan, a pinch of determination and spoonfulls of spontaenity. people judge- they judge on how i spell "material", if i ever spoke english before i came, if i knew .................................... it never ends, i have learned to enjoy let myself go and reliaze that things have to be told. it is the art, the art of storytelling, the art to place words one by one till it makes sense and is called a sentence, the art of working hard and getting my grades and talk some more in class till everyone starts to realize that am not as dumb as i look like and my ideas are worthwhile.

it is somehow amazing to think of the change, the me that hid behind curtains even three years ago, the clouded brain who waited for a hand to clear off the fog..................life is fascinating, wonderful if we just knew what we are doing.............in the stage of life.