that if I opened myself up to love and be loved, I would find exactly that.
Who knows who we’ll be tomorrow
Wonder why I stopped using tumblr.
Me
I am actually too lazy to write about the concert experience, so I’m reblogging Lauren’s lovely convenient post to serve as part of my journal entry. :) Thanks cutie
Concert night with Eileen and Andrew. It seems like everywhere is closed in Oakland on a Sunday night, other than Sears (windows boarded up) and a Korean take-out place on Telegraph. We stumbled upon Rock Paper Scissors though, this sort of indie DIY place that screens documentaries on its walls. Spent a lot of spare time cuddled up next to their Zine collection in the loft. If I actually went to Oakland more than once every six months, I’d like to go there more often. Imaad Wasif and The Dodos opened for The New Pornographers at the Fox. The openers were alright, and seemed to take FOREVER with their twenty songs each. Finally got to the New Pornographers, who were actually pretty good. The one thing that was a disappointment was the crowd. Like if Los Campesinos were “Push and shove and get a sweaty guy all over your back,” and Of Montreal were “So excited, so excited, everyone go into an amazing trance for this 10-minute song,” the crowd at this concert was bobbing up and down next to a 40-year old woman who was more excited than all of us. The concert was good, though. They did play a lot of my favorite songs. Interested to see how Funeral Party this thursday will be in comparison.
Finished some unfinished posts
May 30th, about Graduating http://ezli.tumblr.com/post/744963672/in-less-than-one-week
June 2nd, about Local Natives / Suckers concert http://ezli.tumblr.com/post/659441925/local-natives-suckers
Ok still would like to make a post about turning 18 and about Shanghai travels. Can do it.
June 27th, went with Megan and saw One eskimO, Kris Allen, and Lifehouse live at Alice 97.3 Summerthing in Golden Gate Park. We go every year :) But I only took pictures of Lifehouse
Then we hopped over to the Civic Center hoping to catch some of the Backstreet Boys performing at the Pride Festival… we were too late but met up with some friends and joined dance parties on the street, one sponsored by Wild 94.9
before Lifehouse we just chilled away from the massive crowd!
Bass player was hot
at Pride, party on the dumpster yo. they’re hella cool
My bedroom is right next to my parents, and my dad was already asleep snoring. Then just now I heard him saying something. I got closer to him to listen to what he was saying, and I believe he said the Mandarin equivalent of this:
“Eileen, that’s enough food on your plate, stop eating so much you’re getting fat.”
Haha I woke him up after that (he was actually sleep talking) and we laughed.
Oh summer, your generous daylight, murmuring moonlight, and fulfilling air have me suspended between two breaths with no hands on the dial.
I don’t find it a big deal, don’t feel the need to post my facebook status as “PERMIT BTCHES!!!!” or whatevs. I am posting it here on tumblr, not so much because I want to announce it, but because I want to log it down.
I have a lot of catching up to do…
And I’m making a film of my time in Shanghai, I have some pretty good footage… It’s going to take a few weeks (I don’t have a film editing program yet) and there’s a short film Zoe and I are making together but haven’t got around to do it yet.. need a film editing program. I have a PC (I hate Macs/iPods/Apple) so it’s difficult to find (Though this deserves its own post).
Well, we’re going around to some mall to drive parking lots now.. hah I am scared and nervous. But hopeful that I can learn quickly so we can go on roadtrips this summer. I’ll keep dreaming..
In 6 days, I graduate from high school. I feel as if everything I have suffered for, awaited for, even almost lived for these past four years accumulates into a few hours.
But I know that’s not the mentality I should have… I know I should appreciate individual events that helped me grow, and remember the times not revolved around school. I know that high school is not just an intermediary between middle school and college, I know that it’s an experience of its own.
I am afraid the memories will quickly fade. I look forward to college, I am ready to move on. Yet, I do not wish to cluster these four years into one portion, which inevitably might happen.
