i'd rather dance



With the recent Wall Street crisis, I thought we could all use a little inspiration from this lovely song. I also watched an old French movie this weekend called The Young Girls of Rochefort and one of the characters is a ballerina, so now I am loving all things ballet. You must admit, the dance moves in this video are precious!

something i've never done before


Fairfax-Bolinas Road is the most challenging two-lane automotive path in Marin. Viewed on Google Maps you see twists and turns that only belong in an MRI of your digestive tract. But even this is deceiving because it’s only in two dimensions. Fairfax Bolinas hugs the topography surrounding Mount Tamalpais so tightly that often you’ll exit a hairpin turn 20 or 30 feet higher or lower in elevation than when you entered the parabola – contending as much with up and down forces as with lateral g’s.
--taken from AudiWorld

Note to Self: Never drive on a road you don't know anything about without consulting Google Maps first. My head is still spinning thinking about all those blind curves and turns on this 20+ mile drive. Sure, there's a lot of breathtaking views along the way, but I'd rather walk, bike or let someone else drive here, thank you very much.

a little note

to the man strumming his guitar on Dolores Street:
a glimpse of you, sitting on the front
steps of a tall Victorian house
while I walk past up, up the hill
thinking, I could turn around and ask you
to marry me, or I could just let you be -

head bent, eyes closed, long fingers
poised on strings, one with your music.

friends

Thank you all for your kind words. I feel so blessed to have such good friends, both in the virtual and real world. I wish I could tell you what I'm going through right now but everything is still up in the air. Just know that I am truly grateful. There's nothing like the love of family and friends in these rough times.

Here are some candid shots taken from last weekend's get-together with my college friends. Looking at them now is enough to make me smile.



keep calm and carry on

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Photo by Camilla Engman via sfgirlbybay

How quickly the winds of change blow. One minute I was having the time of my life, celebrating with friends, some I haven't seen in years, and the next minute I received a news that could potentially change my life forever. The last two days were spent taking deep breaths and trying to talk myself into staying calm when all I really want to do is curl into fetal position and stay there until someone tells me that all this is just a humorless dream I'll soon wake up from --

Say a little prayer for me, will you?

bike rides and a glorious sunday

I used to ride my bike everywhere when I was little. And this weekend, I rediscovered my love for biking when my friend Monica and I randomly decided to bike across the Golden Gate Bridge towards Sausalito. Here is a visual diary of our 9-mile ride.


We rented our bikes from Bike and Roll at the Fisherman's Wharf.


Biking along Chrissy Field, we saw children chasing kites. Such complete happiness in their faces.
I could stay there all day and just watch them play.



I may look excited here, but I can tell you that a part of me was a little nervous. I haven't biked in a long time, and to go from not biking to biking along the hills is well, kinda crazy.
But it was all worth it when we were already biking on the bridge. Too beautiful for words.


Here is Monica on the north side of the bay right after crossing the bridge.
This part of the ride has the most breathtaking views. And look at those little ducks in the water!



Our last stop: Sausalito. We had lunch at a seaside cafe and gazed across the water
towards the city and its hovering fog. Mostly we marveled at how we were able to bike
all the way thereand still made it in one piece. Then we took the ferry ride back home.


Sending warm and sunny thoughts your way,
~Odessa

just what the doctor ordered



Things are a little hectic right now and haven't had time to catch my breath yet. But I'm excited because I will watch this French movie tonight. And its Friday! Looking forward to spending time with one of my favorite people in the world and going to the beach on Sunday.

How are things with you? Any special plans for the weekend?

Photo via filmmovement.com

face to face with the sky

Again and again, however we know the landscape of love
and the little churchyard there, with its sorrowing names,
and the frighteningly silent abyss into which the others
fall: again and again the two of us walk out together
under the ancient trees, lie down again and again
among the flowers, face to face with the sky.
--R.M. Rilke

I love this poem so much I want to marry it. *Sigh*.

this weekend



My friend Irish and her boyfriend Mario came to visit. We had a picnic at Crissy Field, spent an hour or so taking pictures of flowers at the Golden Gate Park, drank sangria at our favorite tapas place on Haight.

How about you, how was your Labor Day Weekend?

confession tuesday

I still can't get over the fact that its September already. Its time to bid summer adieu. Although not quiet yet if you live in San Francisco since our summer just started mid-August. Thank God. I'm squeezing every bit of sunshine that I could get these days.

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I went to a wedding this past weekend and it just dawned on me that Filipino weddings make me nervous. Truly. Here's why:

Aunt #1: Odessa, honey, why don't you come here. I want you to meet someone.
Me: (approaching with my super-bright fake smile) Yes?
Aunt #2: Oh, here she is. Have you met L, my good friend R's son?
Uncle #1: He's a lawyer you know. He works for (insert name of a big law firm in New York here).
Uncle #2: (looks at L) You went to Cornell, right? Yes, he went to Cornell.
Aunt #1: And he has a townhouse in Manhattan.

At this point, I had to restrain myself from bolting out the door. But since I'm such a good girl, I went on with the charade and spent the entire night cringing inwardly. Ugh.

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My paperwork clean-up continues and I found more scribbles and poems-in-progress. This is turn inspired me to start writing a poem. However, after writing the first three lines, the poem absolutely refused to go anywhere. So now I'm stuck with three lines that I love but have no idea what to do with them.

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Please don't laugh but I watched the season premier episode of Gossip Girl last night. *Hides face in shame*. And I was eating a bag of chips while watching it. Oh, just in case your wondering, I am not watching 90210 tonight. Swear.

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How about you, any confessions and guilty pleasures that you want to share? Lemme know.