Died, or Dyed? A Rebirth of Sorts

Each night, when I go to sleep, I die. And the next morning, when I wake up, I am reborn.
― Mahatma Gandhi

This is true for me at least. Why concentrate in the past, right? When I sleep, all negative feelings dissipate like steam out of my nostrils. I become a dragon, sleeping blissfully and holding only onto treasures. When I wake, I am surrounded by rubies and diamonds.... 

I thought this is the perfect time to start a journal blog, since it is the first day of spring. Each happy day brings another joy into my life. Yesterday, I died, no. Dyed. my hair. It's  burgundy brown, with a faint tinge of purple. I looked in the mirror this morning and found my hair so lusciously flowing down and creating a nice curve at the ends. Sometimes I feel what all girls feel when they look into the mirror--that a good hair day is correlated to having a good day in general. I think this is true only by association. I am happy, and therefore will see everything in a happy way. Simple as that. Waking up with a great hair shape makes me feel renewed. It works better than coffee on some days. I'm slowly acknowledging my mid-fledged addiction to caffeine. Don't expect a full confession though.

Winter quarter just passed, and I had some major breakthroughs. fact, I traveled to the the North-est (if that's a word) I've ever been! It was quite exciting. In exchange, I gave up going to a class field trip with James Franco to Disneyland. 

It's New Years Eve with James and some Classmates thrown by Rabbit Bandini Production Company

If there's anything I learned from his class, it is to be brave and take all of life's opportunities. Ultimately, that is what he wants us to do. And I am not afraid of that challenge.

Me at Union Square in SF next to a Visa Heart. Chinese Lanterns were above my head in February Lunar New Year.

My first trip was within my home state of California... San Francisco, home of the Giants! I might have left my heart in San Francisco. It is clean, cut, well-organized, and something like the sweet dessert of cities. Its sprinkles of attractions are sure enticing to the eye, great to taste, do not disappoint. The frosting of bustling people was an interesting addition to me, an los Angeleno who is quite used to space. The cupcake itself--SF's many diversified districts--was quite delicious. I enjoyed every crook and cranny. At Chinatown, I met some interesting people who I conversed with in Cantonese. You have no idea how strange it was to just speak with a random person off the street with a tongue you usually only use with your intimate family members. Well, perhaps you do have that experience, but it is all strange to me!

On the ferry back to downtown from climbing 300 large steps to the top of the Bunker Hill Monument. I loved walking the Freedom Trail!

My second trip was further East, in the great state of Massachusetts. I really liked Boston, despite its cold. I had no idea what to expect, since I have never been to somewhere that snows on the regular. To be honest, I felt quite at home there. Despite tiresome towing of my luggage in wet slushy snow across Fenway Park upon first arrival, I found myself falling in love with Boston. The night life near the Prudential building, nicknamed "the Pru" by everyone, is so fun! I also experienced my first snowflake there so this warrants for a little bias. 

The Central Park New York Zoo had a really cool tropic room     (no pun intended), where birds are free to roam as you walk through the extremely hot birdhouse. This little guy and I made a real connection that day.

My longest stay was in New York. I was very sad to find out that the statue of liberty is closed indefinitely. A few days ago, I read in the NY times that it will reopen this year July 4th. What a great day to open Lady America!

I stayed near Central Park the first two nights, then in KoreaTown the last two nights.

My friend Carol came up to visit New York with me. We stumbled upon the New York Public Library. I love books and decided that I want to get married here. She said that's what Carrie from Sex and the City wanted as well. I haven't caught up with her adventures yet, am I missing out? 

It wouldn't be right to end my blog entry without a picture of me and my dyed hair. 

It's officially spring, I have a new hair do, what more can I girl ask for? After all that travel and good food, I think I've broken  my old work-hard habit. It's time to get back into work, even though it's spring break! The only way to make myself busy is through spurts of vacation, and longer spurts of work. Anyway, I have Vegas to look forward to. So until next time, keep your rose-tinted glasses on, America!