this is Day 3 in Las Vegas. i decided to wander around in the downtown las vegas, which is no longer the main tourists' spot after the strip takes over. however i was just planing on visiting this place, see neon museum, and the wedding chapel, as recommended.
i was absolutely misled by the name...neon museum, it's by no means a museum, architecturally. the neon on signs are all over the old downtown area, mostly on fremont st. some of them are in the neon alley, which is kind of a shady, sketchy place. without neon on, i almost just missed it. after talking to some locals, i found out that neon museum is actually a 3mile long walk around the downtown area. I went into the neon alley, most stores are vacant, only two are open: a just opened food store...and a jewlry store on sale.......T-T. So i kept walking, dissapointed that i didnt came here at night to see the neon signs actually lit up. then i followed someone into a cafe shop called THE BEAT. i wasnt looking for coffee, not looking to eat, i just followed. this is absolutely fantastic place. great jazz music, locals, have bunch of art postcards on the counter table, old jazz discs at the back of store. it's a coffee shop filled with life, art, passion. compare to the rest of downtown area, the tourist place. this is so much alive, so much real. I am falling love in the coffee shop.
instead of going straight to order, or actually before i went to the i got caught up on another sign. Emergency Art Gallery. following the sign, walking out thru the backdoor of the coffee shop, i found this amazing gallery. it's a gallery of different studios along hallways. it's kinda like a art residency from my point of understanding. and artists put up their work in their own studio, personalize their door, and their wall territories. most of them are not open on Sundays(oops, another bad timing) but most of them are hanging around in the coffeeshop that i mentioned earlier. i went back to the coffee shop, some old guys started playing music. great music as well. i sat down after ordering a specialy daily sandwich from the counter. the lady next to me, who also owned a studio upstairs, told me the password of the internet was : haveaniceday. isnt it so sweet, so awesome? i am soooo in love. and btw, the sandwich is awesome, i am just about to finish the entire thing.
more pictures deserve to be uploaded later on. geeez i am so in love.
:)
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Friday, July 29, 2011
Transition Center
right after coming back to Ames from the cashman's house, i went to see Evangeline off for the very last time. i am hoping this will not be the last time, but will surely be the last one in Ames. i am on my way out as well.
it's not easy to say goodbye like this...to someone that for the whole time i act like i dont care. Deep down, i know we have been having to many good time together, sharing too much with each other: happiness, pride, anger, sadness, and the darkest secrets. For a friend like this, even a hug seems too emotional, but yet far less than enough.
i cant remember anymore..how do we become so close and ended up using the same facebook profile picture? how do we start talking about God? everything seems to start from there.
but i cant remember.
but she hugged me before she left compare to the first time she left for st.louis she would not want to hug me.her family's car is fully packed, she sat at the back with millions of things resting on her. suddenly, something started blinking and making noises. it's her stupid transformer. from toy studio. from the period of time i dont want to do a project together with her, from the period of time that i always gave her a lecture. I told her to get the transformer in goodwill. now the transformer is way too solar powered that it's not gonna keep quiet for the rest of the trip.
we will still keep in touch. one day, she will make her way to new york or boston. and me, idk by the time she's in Boston or new york, where will i be. maybe in the states, or europe, or australia, or mid east. i willl still tell her my happiness, my anger, my pride, my sadness, and those darkest secrets.
peace out girl scout. :)
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Cant really say goodbye to anybody.
this might be the last time to see jason as well.
well...he can still come to my graduation.
it's hard when "i have kicked him around for entire 2 years."....and now i have to say goodbye.
so i just turned back and said goodbye on my way out. just like any other days in the past. it's like..the next time i come to COD, he will still be there, he is always there.
but no, the next time, he wont be there.
6.11pm miss call from Jason.
but i cant call back cuz i will just endup crying....not sure why...but yes i will....
such an emotional panda.
sometimes i wonder, how do i even graduate? i will be crying so hard everyday that i have to be away from the people that i have "kicked around for 4+years."
it's come to the point that everybody is on their way out.
how do i say goodbye?
it's not easy to say goodbye like this...to someone that for the whole time i act like i dont care. Deep down, i know we have been having to many good time together, sharing too much with each other: happiness, pride, anger, sadness, and the darkest secrets. For a friend like this, even a hug seems too emotional, but yet far less than enough.
i cant remember anymore..how do we become so close and ended up using the same facebook profile picture? how do we start talking about God? everything seems to start from there.
but i cant remember.
but she hugged me before she left compare to the first time she left for st.louis she would not want to hug me.her family's car is fully packed, she sat at the back with millions of things resting on her. suddenly, something started blinking and making noises. it's her stupid transformer. from toy studio. from the period of time i dont want to do a project together with her, from the period of time that i always gave her a lecture. I told her to get the transformer in goodwill. now the transformer is way too solar powered that it's not gonna keep quiet for the rest of the trip.
we will still keep in touch. one day, she will make her way to new york or boston. and me, idk by the time she's in Boston or new york, where will i be. maybe in the states, or europe, or australia, or mid east. i willl still tell her my happiness, my anger, my pride, my sadness, and those darkest secrets.
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Cant really say goodbye to anybody.
this might be the last time to see jason as well.
well...he can still come to my graduation.
it's hard when "i have kicked him around for entire 2 years."....and now i have to say goodbye.
so i just turned back and said goodbye on my way out. just like any other days in the past. it's like..the next time i come to COD, he will still be there, he is always there.
but no, the next time, he wont be there.
6.11pm miss call from Jason.
but i cant call back cuz i will just endup crying....not sure why...but yes i will....
such an emotional panda.
sometimes i wonder, how do i even graduate? i will be crying so hard everyday that i have to be away from the people that i have "kicked around for 4+years."
it's come to the point that everybody is on their way out.
how do i say goodbye?
Sunday, July 24, 2011
a section cut
studying a section cut of ferrero rocher..is just as weird as dividing chocolates with knife. however, someone did the latter, cannot under stand the former action. Although, the former action was resulted from the the latter. hmmmmm....
the picture that i took was slightly off focus....so i will take one later i guess..
the picture that i took was slightly off focus....so i will take one later i guess..
Saturday, July 23, 2011
a way better life is laid ahead.
Something unexpected.
honestly, it does make me feel hurt, down, upset. for a while...a long while, i forgot i am an Asian. i forgot i am different. well...you are different too.
and maybe it has nothing to do with ethnicity. i just have to be better and better and better.
F@@@ it. Iowa.
alright. i need to get out of here. i am not really being extreme here, otherwise i would have taken a summer studio and get out of this place almost 6 months early. yes i want to get out of here, Iowa is absolutely not the place. i am still willing to learn patiently. Learning is an ability, and i own it.
i am about to travel to the west coast. not much scared, although i know bad things can happen. i might not think it will be a big deal now, but it might changes my life. so lets just hope that awful things wont happen. i have always been adventurous, and i want to learn to move forward with caution.
the other day i was reading a book called outside lies magic. Here's a few quotes "Exploration is a liberal art, because it is an art that liberates, that frees, that opens away from narrowness. And it is fun.""exploration happens best by accident, by letting way lead on to way, not by following a schedule down to track"
so i think it's a really good idea to go and explore..maybe some awareness can be built into mindfulness. so maybe the goal of the trip is to forget about who i am...and live like a local there. this is editable. haha.
I want to go to the west coast for grad school. more specifically San Francisco.
alright. i am still kinda mad right now. angry panda.
a lot
There was a lot going on since the last time i wrote down anything. and ...there's still a lot going right now.
but yesterday...with all those businesses going on, i was kidnapped to visit one professor with another professor.
Jon Rice. 86 years old. taught Architecture in ISU for 40 years....his students including Mark E. Mitchell S. Jason B etc. etc. he now lives in those nursing apartments with his wife. we were told, 10 people die in that building every week.
This guy knows his time is near. although i do hope that he has another few years of life. It's true we are all lucky.
so we are chatting. we talked about things going on in CoD. and i saw the 86-year-old professor teared down. skipping the detials. this department was once ranked 5th in the nation, but did not even made into top 20 in the recent year. what was happening in the past 10 years?
Jon shared chocolates with us. nomnom chocolates. on the box, he crossed the coconut filling chocolates cuz these are the ones that he doesnt want. whats really makes me sad and started to think a lot was that the once honorable architecture professor, most sensitive to forms and shapes, can not line up the chocolates with the cover according to their shapes.
we will all have that day. one day we will all fail to figure out the most common issues in our life.
i know i am visiting him soon. i am even willing to go down there regularly to talk to him if possible. I like people that are passionate, people that care.
but yesterday...with all those businesses going on, i was kidnapped to visit one professor with another professor.
Jon Rice. 86 years old. taught Architecture in ISU for 40 years....his students including Mark E. Mitchell S. Jason B etc. etc. he now lives in those nursing apartments with his wife. we were told, 10 people die in that building every week.
This guy knows his time is near. although i do hope that he has another few years of life. It's true we are all lucky.
so we are chatting. we talked about things going on in CoD. and i saw the 86-year-old professor teared down. skipping the detials. this department was once ranked 5th in the nation, but did not even made into top 20 in the recent year. what was happening in the past 10 years?
Jon shared chocolates with us. nomnom chocolates. on the box, he crossed the coconut filling chocolates cuz these are the ones that he doesnt want. whats really makes me sad and started to think a lot was that the once honorable architecture professor, most sensitive to forms and shapes, can not line up the chocolates with the cover according to their shapes.
we will all have that day. one day we will all fail to figure out the most common issues in our life.
i know i am visiting him soon. i am even willing to go down there regularly to talk to him if possible. I like people that are passionate, people that care.
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Friday, July 1, 2011
GRE done
GRE done.
yesterday was a damn hot day. i went to des moines to take my GRE test. everything is just as expected.....except that...i was chosen to do another essay at the very end. THAT ALMOST RUNINED MY DAY...until they told me it's not gonna be counted towards my score. k, i guess that's fine. :)
so the test went fine. and then..i went shopping afterwards. i think shopping is just one of my addictions......but there's not to much stuff in gordan creek yesterday. Lots of deals....but nothing that i really like. so i got two tops..and some cosmetics. :P
I got in Ames at around 7..08....and have a concert performance at ..7:30..well practice techniquelly starts at..7:00..at Bandshell park in Ames. we sing some old damn song....and ...then sing with the band. THE BAD THING IS.....i didnt know..we were singing different songs with the band...well..i knew..but..i lost parts of my memories on that.....T-T...opps. so..for the 4 songs that we sing with the band...i didnt have notes...and was literally singing...LALALA......and looking over everybody else's shoulder.....trying to read their notes.......I think someone is recording too...well..it's pretty obvious....i dont have music memorized...oh..forgot to mention that i am ...right in the middle...under the microphone.....T-T
well....but my life is going great!
Ballroom dance tonight is aweeeesomeee!!!! get to get mike to come with. he likes it too. hmmmmm i finally learned to relax myself and just follow the guys...looking over their shoulders..instead of looking the feet....and it went way better. just go with it.
oh..and i am all determined to get tanned....so me an VQ went to central campus...for picnic...:). THAT WAS HOT!!!!!! not sure i am any tanner than my...natural tan tho. but we have some great strawberries...and great ice cream....and great cookies..and of course lots of other food. nomnomnom. and we talked a loooot....and killed a few bugs.
great day....i am tired tho.
:)
yesterday was a damn hot day. i went to des moines to take my GRE test. everything is just as expected.....except that...i was chosen to do another essay at the very end. THAT ALMOST RUNINED MY DAY...until they told me it's not gonna be counted towards my score. k, i guess that's fine. :)
so the test went fine. and then..i went shopping afterwards. i think shopping is just one of my addictions......but there's not to much stuff in gordan creek yesterday. Lots of deals....but nothing that i really like. so i got two tops..and some cosmetics. :P
I got in Ames at around 7..08....and have a concert performance at ..7:30..well practice techniquelly starts at..7:00..at Bandshell park in Ames. we sing some old damn song....and ...then sing with the band. THE BAD THING IS.....i didnt know..we were singing different songs with the band...well..i knew..but..i lost parts of my memories on that.....T-T...opps. so..for the 4 songs that we sing with the band...i didnt have notes...and was literally singing...LALALA......and looking over everybody else's shoulder.....trying to read their notes.......I think someone is recording too...well..it's pretty obvious....i dont have music memorized...oh..forgot to mention that i am ...right in the middle...under the microphone.....T-T
well....but my life is going great!
Ballroom dance tonight is aweeeesomeee!!!! get to get mike to come with. he likes it too. hmmmmm i finally learned to relax myself and just follow the guys...looking over their shoulders..instead of looking the feet....and it went way better. just go with it.
oh..and i am all determined to get tanned....so me an VQ went to central campus...for picnic...:). THAT WAS HOT!!!!!! not sure i am any tanner than my...natural tan tho. but we have some great strawberries...and great ice cream....and great cookies..and of course lots of other food. nomnomnom. and we talked a loooot....and killed a few bugs.
great day....i am tired tho.
:)
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