goodbye carles. you were great.

this is dedicated for you.

"miss ya"

my vie as of now.

today is thanksgiving. instead of going home like i would normally do when i'm at gw, i'm going to my first thanksgiving EVER with americans abroad (ehh well and the norwegians and the australians and the brits).  I’m pretty excited for this because my friend here (Sydney) is making this event as legit as possible. part of me, i want someone to prerecord the macys day parade so we can all sit in a circle and eat. well, we'll see. hopefully i'll get some pictures in from our little dinner tonight. 

on another note, its extremely depressing to see status updates of you gw people, YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE commenting on aloi's bday pictures, goin' biking around dc, goin' to nooshi, doing stupid things in jack & arian's room, stephanie mayer going to cool concert, and of course, husna being ethnic. ;)

i just wanna say, i miss all of you and for those that are gonna be abroad next semester or coming to visit me, i can't wait!!!

on a side note, let's make some authentic tasting turkeys. 


turkey avec pbr sauce.

here's thanksgiving --- tanya stylez.

ok. enough for today. 

later.  

disposable. color flash.

a few weeks back, i convinced martin to get the mini diana+. after realizing how expensive it was, i decided to get a cheap disposable with a color flash. here is the result: 

thanks nastasja. i like this. now i will share.

after listening to the lyrics, i think this song is about a lesbian trapped in a man's body.


deep.

how authentic are our grandparentz?

fierce g-ma tryin out 21st century japanese innovations

or

did our generation cause this?

celebrity gossip.

new cd eh?

animal collective + mum

=

Kria Tare & Brekkan’s new LP cover.

my new fisheye.

so i made the best (temporary) trade of my life about two weeks ago. i traded my amappy sweatshirt for a fisheye thanks to sarah. here are some shots with rma homiez...

woooo

picture proof that rob actually exists.

my beloved baloue.

celebrity gossip.

i think im going to save post each week for "celebrity gossip" that i deem "important."

tom ford vs. yves saint laurent. 

may the one alive win.

"Being at Yves Saint Laurent was such a negative experience for me even though the business boomed while I was there. Yves and his partner, Pierre Bergé, were so difficult and so evil and made my life such misery. I've never talked about this on the record before, but it was an awful time for me…. I have letters from Yves Saint Laurent that are so mean you cannot even believe such vitriol is possible. I just think he was jealous, and Yves and I were friends before I took over the company. But then when we began to move the company forward and were very successfull…he just became so insanely jealous… Pierre and Yves were just evil. So Yves Saint Laurent doesn't exist for me."

zomgzomgzomg i love steak-frites

so katherine, joel, nathan and i decided to make french food.

we fried frites and made steak. it was fantastic.

katherine likes da tellier

nina's garbage find

this sums up the night. siamese twins having sex and joel passing out.

best movie EVAAAAAA

i'd like to thank cary fukui and laura warman for making this possible.

for my dear.

i think videos really help me speak. i will start to reciprocate my feelings through pictures and videos.

not being about to sleep, i began the usual: looking random at videos on youtube via the "side bar" that directs me to similar videos.

as i was "stumbling" around, i came across one of my favorite "emo" songs. ironically, this video sets in paris with "for the damaged" playing in the background... which leads to another "memory" of mine.

about a year back, my very dear friend told me that she was going to leave gwu indefinitely. it was due to her mental health that she had to take a break. i was shocked. i guess i didnt know how to respond when she told me. so when she told me, i casually responded "oh. really? okay. are you sure? alright".

later that evening i sat in my room. number 611 in jbko in the dark contemplating what would happen to my friend. i started by conjuring up a parallel universe for the worse. then i started thinking that this was happening to everyone. everyone transferring. then i realized that it wasn't so bad. i sat with this song playing in my bathroom. i had the street lights from 23rd street seeping into the room from seth's window. i sat there in silence. then a knock on the door woke me up from my dreams. i open the door and my runner friend came in in silence sitting next to me. we tried talking and then she left.

by now, readers are thinking. "why is david sounding so emo????"

i think what im trying to get to is less the "sad" part of this story but what was evoked from me that night. i think from that moment on, i listened to the blonde redheads in a new way. i guess i just figured how i like something.

reminds me of my summers in hong kong.

for some reason, my first weezer album was the green album that i bought at HMV in central, hong kong. unlike other "authentic" fans, my weezer phase started with the green album. it was neither "pinkerton" nor the "blue album."



for some reason, being in paris this year has given me a chance to think about my life and what was behind me. last night, i went for a run with my friend and i realized many things besides being obviously out of shape. i looked at the streets and was witnessing everything around me. after looking around me, i felt happy for the first time paris. happy in the sense that i was glad i was in the city of lights....

too bad im not a writer. i find it increasingly hard to put my feelings into words.

this reminds me of the past that i never had.

on another note.


im running at 7 am tomorrow morning! be proud of me. ill tell you guys how it goes tomorrow.