Filed under: posts | Tags: Academy of Sciences, Cal, environmental, happiness, LEED, potluck, Ronald Jenkees, Shoei
I’m really happy!
Not everything has gone well. My job search has been quite fruitless recently and I’m getting a bit worried. My consulting projects are becoming more and more condensed and stressful as we approach our deadlines. I have a midterm on Thursday. I don’t care, life is good.
There are some things that make life pretty happy.
1. Ronald Jenkees. I dont’ care if he is an act or if he just swindled me for a good 10 dollars. Check it:
2. My Shoei RF-1000. I want to put a warpanda sticker on it. It just reminds me that I’m gonna get my bike soon. (When a good 250R owner finally pulls through to close the damn deal). Nonetheless, it is pretty exciting. Looking to pick up a Dainese Horizon jacket next. 
3. I’m going to be heading down to the Cal-USC game. This means, watching us lose in style (probably) AND eating Korean food @ Tahoe Galbi in Koreatown. Oh man, have I missed that place so. Just because it has a strange name resembling a popular Lake resort area does not mean it will be one of the best meals I’ve had in a while. At the same time, I get to visit Chris and spend some time with friends. (Excluding Jaeman as I have abandoned him).
4. Potluck was a semi-success. For a half-organized, suddenly changed, word-of-mouth event, it turned out pretty fun. Buying PlayDoh may have felt strange, but scluptionary is quite the game. At Berkeley, this game gets INTENSE. C’mon, try sculpting “remind.” I dare you. Oh, and that 10 point Taboo round was really something to behold.
God, I forgot how easily Rum and Coke goes down – all warm and bubbly.
5. The freakin’ California Academy of Sciences. I’m finally gonna go soon! Half of my time @ Cal has involved environmental consulting and sustainability. This place is LEED Platinum. I’m a sucker for rainforests. Living rainforest dome. I grew up looking at those alligators. I remember the humid air, the sound of the water on the first Wednesday of the month when the place was free. I really loved that place. Now, they have an ALBINO ALIGATOR. Done.
Plus, there’s gonna be penguin feeding.
‘Tis all.
I’ve always told people I like “bad” poetry. Not elementary and god-awful poetry, but the kind that poets would look down upon as too surface-level and cliche.
Well, I was looking through my old high school work and found this:
Gulps of Sunlight
Awake to a prudent sun pulsing through the transparent cotton
Let it soak into the sheets and beautifully surrender
To the compulsory thirst for comfort, for warmth
Brush against the sky with your sleepy limbs as the 38 bus rumbles by
Give in to the ticks of that cracked clock, the rhythm of time.Now drink the rays child, quaff them down
Choke and cough, but relentlessly drink
Grab frantically at the flurry of spent happiness while the warmth bleeds
Through your fingers dripping down the storm drains
Idly standby as the embers die, the city backlit upon a burning canvas
Half-painted dreams gasping for life
Close your eyes and breathe child
Say goodbye
What in the world is a “prudent” sun?! Wow, no wonder I like what I like.
‘Tis All.
