May 2, 2014

I rarely blog on here anymore because I’ve been keeping it to 140 characters! It’s fun to make brief, random posts on that than sitting to write on here. Also, I feel like I want these posts to be profound or thought-provoking at the very least, whereas on Twitter I can post things like this:



But I am going to try to blog here more frequently.



June 28, 2013

Regret is a complicated thing. Just because a relationship ended painfully, do I regret it? I was so happy while it was happening. But it hurts to think about it now. You build trust, you become raw and exposed. It is so much harder when they move on. What is closure? I don’t know what it is, but I somehow feel incomplete without it. I guess what it comes down to is being rejected. It’s really hard to accept that. I miss people. I miss certain relationships. Not necessarily romantic relationships, either. When your trust is violated, whether by a romantic interest or friend, it hurts. But would I different now if I hadn’t engaged in the particular relationship in that time in my life?

My Favorite Movie

March 28, 2013

Recently, an actor friend asked what my favorite movie is. Upon hearing my response, he replied that the director of this movie makes all fluff and no substance. He judged me because of my favorite movie.

His judgment irritated me. He made me feel like I must not know anything about movies because it is what he considers “fluff.”

The nature of the question set me up to be judged. I don’t think my favorite movie is the best movie ever made by any means. But it has sentimental significance.

This movie reminds me of a time in my life when I had a close group of girl friends. We spent our weekdays in school together and our weekends swooning over male movie stars because we were too embarrassed to talk about our real life crushes. The romance in my favorite movie made us believe that love conquers all and that we deserve to be appreciated by men.

Now life is a little more serious and there are “good” movies and “bad” movies. I guess the only movies that are supposed to matter are the award nominees, the rest is just fluff.

Well, I’m not going to apologize for enjoying movies that make me smile, whether they have “substance” or not.

An Afternoon at LACMA

February 8, 2013

LACMA did have one of his earliest masterpieces, “Saint Francis of Assisi in Ecstasy”

Just a few days before its closing, I finally made it to the “Caravaggio and His Legacy” exhibit at LACMA. Caravaggio is known for his undefined space and play of light. It seemed almost unfair to put his disciples’s paintings next to his, because he is the master. There were very few actual Caravaggio paintings; nonetheless, it was still an interesting exhibit. There was even one Velazquez painting from early in his career that was in Caravaggio’s style, which I was very excited to see.

I was also impressed to see a few works from Valentin de Boulogne, with whom I was not familiar with before seeing this exhibit. Particularly, I enjoyed his painting, “Judith.” It is clearly in the Caravaggio style, but it is in his unique interpretation.


I was similarly impressed with Simon Vouet’s “Saint Jerome and the Angel.” I did not know about him before this exhibit, either. I studied art history in Spain, which is why I’m obsessed with Velazquez and Goya and am less familiar with French painters.


HOT. But seriously, beautiful painting.

Finally, one more painting from the exhibit I really enjoyed was “The Denial of Saint Peter” by Gerard Seghers.


I love the use of light in this. That’s so Caravaggio.

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Summer Road Trip

May 28, 2012

Here it is, nearly a year after my road trip across the country, I am finally putting some photos up!

Random, really old town hall building in Cambridge, Ohio, where we stopped to have lunch on Day One!

Papa E and I at a rest stop. Guess which state!

Gateway Arch from a distance

The mighty Mississippi

The Mississippi was flooded last summer in case you forgot

This was the door for the little pods that take you to the top of the Arch. The metal part doesn’t open, it is just that beige part with the “7”

The impossibly small pods that take you to the top of the Arch. There are five seats in each pod, and we had five adults in our pod. It was cozy.

View from the top of the Arch

The Big E and I at the top of the Arch. We rode up on one side then descended down the other, so we went all the way through!

Mama E’s Chicken and Waffle Kitchen! It was closed.

This was difficult to find. It’s like a quarter mile off the road.

Unfortunately we didn’t bring spray paint

Flat, boring Texas

Arizona was so pretty!

Grand Canyon! My camera could not capture how unbelievably beautiful it was. Everyone must visit here!

Another Grand Canyon pic

Sliver of the Colorado River

Sunset from the passenger’s seat


Thoughts on Privacy

May 25, 2012

Well, it has been a very long time since I’ve updated this blog, but I’ve had some thoughts on privacy lately that I would like to make public.

A few weeks ago, someone was posting inappropriate comments on my blog. It was so random because it’s not like this blog is popular at all by any means, so I do not know what they were trying to accomplish by writing obscene comments. Plus, as I mentioned, I have no been active with this page, so I do not understand the intention.

I consider myself a private person. I am not the kind of person that can share intimate thoughts and details about my life with people I do not trust. However, I have a Facebook page, a Twitter account, and this blog, so I am obviously not as candid as I believe myself to be. Through these accounts, I share photos and little stories about my life. Also, I am actively pursuing acting as a career, which requires me to be very vulnerable and to express myself for an audience.

Does this mean I have to accept that there will be people, from my past and strangers, who will want to trash me publicly? I guess I have to shift my perception of my privacy and be more conscious of what information I put out into the open.

In conclusion, haters gon’ hate.