January 2010
3 posts
December 2009
17 posts
memories of metro
At the end of the most amazing four months of my life, I made a vow that I would never forget. But once one returns to normal life, forgetfulness sneaks in and curls around the good memories like poison ivy; threatening to crumble them. By writing this blog, I won’t let that happen. One photo. One memory a day. Of Metro. I won’t ever forget.
remember the time when...
I promise to post at least once every day a photo and memory from my time here at Metro starting from the day I leave?
It’s snowing! It’s a blizzard out there!
I can’t go back to Diamond Bar. I feel like I’ll die…of boredom.
“It is a curious emotion, this certain homesickness I have in mind. With...”
– carson mccullers
“Boerenkoolstamppot. I love Boerenkoolstamppot! Wait. Zuurkoolstamppot! I love...”
– My adorable Dutch teammates.
I do not think that Dutch is a real language. Just look at the way things are spelled! So unnatural. It’s obviously just a fake language that they all just pretend to speak.
a whole new world
I went on visitation today. I visit this one family in my site on the Lower East Side. The mother just recently got her 5 sons back from foster care, and she’s extremely worried that the government will come seperate them again. One of her sons is in the hospital under strict watch because of psychological and behavioral problems. There is no father in the picture. The mother, in her attempt...
