We are surrounded!!

School's closed till Saturday...

San Diego schools closed for today & tomorrow...

Official cancellation of classes for today...and tomorrow...

In some ways...it's pretty exciting...

But it's also really scary knowing that right this minute, houses are turning into ashes, people are losing their homes, families are evacuating...

Homes that are 20 minutes away from us are evacuating. I just hope we won't be the next ones...

This is getting scary....>.<

Life with Food again!

Shopping for food finally!

Our first dinner after stocking up on food!

The fridge is now full!

...the cupboard as well!


Ou dinner...

Life is so much more better with food in the fridge and cupboard! We are now having sumptious dinners after stocking up on food! We were definitely starved with no food in the kitchen previously...

My Ekphrastic poem

It's amazing how recognition from people can really brighten up your whole day...

Poetry was never my field of expertise. It really scared me to write something for the class...
and then undergo the evaluation by each of the other students and the professor.

This is my first attempt in writing an "Ekphrastic poem" - vivid description of art using poetry.

I thought that it was crap when I handed it in since this was my very first time, and the words that I used were all really simple and easy. I didn't even rhyme that much. However, the evaluation for my poem today really caught me off-guard. My classmates liked my poem!!
I was shocked AND suprised AND pleased... It really feels good to be recognized...

So for those of you who are interested in what I wrote...Here's my poem...

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The Evaluation

Things seemed different with a man in the room,
But things still seemed the same.
The wash of greeen and the smell of wood,
the music and twirls were familiar.

Around the walls of green they stood,
waiting patiently for their turn.
Their girl had to be in spotlight, to stand out in the crowd.
At least leave an impression they said,
"You are next in line...ready, go!"

In the heart of the little ones,
they would never think it was their only chance.
On the beat their feet will prance,
to the music their heart will dance.

For leisure, for fun but not for fame,
That man in the room, they forgot his name.

Thus was Degas' Dancing Class,
waiting in line for the Evaluation.