Monday, April 23, 2007

Weathermen are LIARS!






















Supposedly it was going to rain all day in San Francisco, but guess what? THERE WAS NOT AN OUNCE OF RAIN ALL DAY! I wore my winter coat and was sweating among the crowds during the Cherry Festival. Anywho, Sophia, Thao, Henry, Katie, Lan, David, Cindy and I spent the day sampling around the vendors and ate at a Japanese restaurant (eating is my favorite sport). There were quite a few people who were cosplaying. Some really good.... some horribly bad. Especially if you're walking behind a dressed up "school girl" whose white, dimply butt was peeking out at you every other second (she was not wearing underwear I suppose. She wasn't that attractive either).

Tuesday, April 03, 2007

Oak Hill Cemetary

Saturday was the annual visit to the cemetary. I suppose I feel the same way every time I visit this place ever since 2004. Before that, I was just scared of being in the presence of thousands of graves, but now I feel scared and depressed because this place has gained some meaning to me. When I stood over Acung's plot, a deep sigh left me. I can't exactly explain the feeling other than it's a warm sadness knowing that he's gone, but he's actually right under me. It's a confusing feeling.

It was a nice day though. The cemetary is always changing with new additions of grave stones, but the one thing that stays the same is the oak tree on the hill. My grandparents are buried right before the slope. I used to kick rocks into the gopher hole near the tree's roots.


Next to my grandparents grave is a section where newborns are buried. It's not as depressing as it would seem because it's decorated with dolls, animals, pinwheels and angels.







The oak tree.



Of course I always do my annual cherry blossom pictorials.