Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Long Beach

I visited memory lane this past week. Just as I passed the local supermarket of my third grade year in Garfield Elementary, I instantly recognized my old neighborhood. The store was still there, even the fish market, which is exactly a minute away from my parent's old apartment. Working in the local fish market, he would always bring those chips home. Always.

It took me a long time to finally dissociate those chips from my past. Haha. But I can't give those chips up. They are just chips after all.

So yea. I loooooooooovvvvvee Prawn Chips. Here's a pic:

I should have bought more :/

Saturday, October 9, 2010

"This is Your Burn Notice"

Walking down the battered streets of Pomona, I felt safe, I felt brave. I only walked down to blocks, well, more like one block, to witness an interview of a person I had missed the chance to see once before. The speech was wonderful, and like he said, so often writers over analyze the writing process - erase, re-erase what they have written - that the writing results in a mediocre piece.The writing becomes trite and far from heartfelt. So, having waited a long time to write about that day, I leave it at this: as it was said "this is your burn notice."