When I say things, I mean them. I mean it when I’m screaming “USA! USA!” because I am proud of seeing my fellow American athletes when they’re playing at the highest level of their sport. I mean it when I jump up and down and chant “I believe that we will win!” because I don’t think winning is limited to the scoreboard.
Memorial Day weekend in Downtown San Jose is full of costumes and characters. Black robed and regalia decked grads and their families share the streets and local business with cosplaying anime fans. The convergence of Fanime and SJSU’s graduation is a yearly reminder that San Jose isn’t an overgrown suburb; it’s a city of over […]
I feel like I’m plateauing as a photographer. I’m getting more comfortable in Lightroom, I’m not afraid to crop my photos to get the composition I want, but the blur problem is still very real. I haven’t had much time to put a lot of work into improving my skills before I get to the […]
This is it. This is what I came back to quidditch for. Not to let the cold damp of Sacramento sink into my bones, not even really to play at regionals (and maybe nationals) one more time—though that would be sweet. No, this weekend I am taking to the field to live one of my […]
I went to my first SJSU Quidditch game (okay, it was unofficial preseason scrimmage) where I was a spectator and only a spectator. Not a ref, not a TD, just a Quidditch Mom with a lot of feelings and love for my kids that I know are gonna have a great season. A great season without me. While SJSU […]
Why am I resurrecting a blog I only made because it was assigned to me in my Career Writing class last semester? Well, a lot has happened between then and now. Being graduated a semester early (why yes, I am the using the passive voice; I was the object of that action and most certainly […]
Part One: Me: Hi! I have my graduation paperwork for my minor to signed. Office aide: Great, I’ll leave it for Professor [Redacted]. Me: Thanks! (leaves office) *phone rings on elevator ride down* Me: Hello? Office aide: Yeah, your paperwork is incomplete. You need your unofficial transcript and a personal statement. Me: But I didn’t need […]
It’s 9:00 in the morning and I’ve melted into my favorite armchair (gray, pleather, extra squishy) in the English student lounge. In true super senior fashion, I’m only just finishing my reading for my afternoon class, Anne Fadiman’s familiar essay on ice cream. Since breakfast so far has only consisted of a coffee I grabbed from […]