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Life is good.

Life is good.
This is a powerful appeal by Gabrielle Bouliane who performs for the audience at the Austin Poetry Slam. This was her last public performance.
Gabrielle was diagnosed with Stage Four Cancer shortly before this video was filmed. She died in January 29, 2010 surrounded by family and friends, and apparently her passing was in a very quiet, peaceful room full of love and affection.
This is one of the “better” viral videos as it contains a real message. Her message is simple: “Do not wait. If you don’t start today, get the fuck up walk out the door and change your life to the best it can be, then when? Don’t you dare waste your fucking time.”
-A powerful repost from 23moments
I know this may sound a little cheesy, but I believe in myself so much more as a media/marketing person than an engineer. I got very, very lucky with my first job at Zygo, too. It brought out a personality in me which I didn’t know was there because I was too busy solving math problems in a dark basement during my college years. Zygo urged me to grow up, they watched me grow up. I am eternally grateful for that. Unfortunately, this also meant that I had to leave them for other opportunities.
Today, I decided to take a huge pay cut. Temporary at best, I’ll lose my condo at worse. But it’s a small price to pay for eternal happiness. Though I don’t expect most people to understand that, I guess this post is a document of my trying.
Now excuse me. I have to get the fuck up and walk out my door.
The envelope was standard, like something you’d expect from papyrus. But it was unusually heavy. The envelop bulged a bit, hinting that the contents contained more than a suspected late Christmas card. Four stamps. The sender name was unrecognizable, possibly an alias, as it was addressed correctly to me. Confusion.
I didn’t bother to walk back to my condo to check what’s inside. I immediately tore open the envelope and pulled out a greeting card, finding a 3 inch x 6 inch circuit board inside. The board was printed on, component-ready, but smack in the center were my initials. Even in my frenzy, it took me all but a split second to find. It came with a note, too, part of which read: “It is a small token of thanks, but I put your initials on the circuit board… “.
I’m not sure why, or how, or what … but this is by far one of the most creative gestures of love and thoughtfulness I have ever came across. It’s wacky, it’s geeky, it’s genius… And it’s made me realize – now more than ever – that the world is really one giant canvas for me to paint on.
So here I go again, walking into a world of men. Here goes nothing.
I love Albert Camus. Even though I can fall asleep quicker by reading his works than by popping a Nyquil pill, I still manage to indulge myself in his mindful curiosities here and there. Last night, he reminded me of such: An intellect is someone who mind watches himself. It was from that which I realized I’ve been seriously lacking.
So, here are my 43 things to helping me enjoy the finer things in life. (Oh, and there really are only 10 things, but ignore that part for now)

1. Document a trek through the Annapurna Circuit. Nothing too special. Just a video tutorial and gorgeous images of the Himalayan winterland. Bring back stories of natives: their hopes, their dreams, their courage, their fears… Images, sound clips, etc…
2. Fly into Dubai and hang out there for a bit. Then take a train into the city of Agra to visit the Taj.
3. I want to meet Jacqueline Novogratz from Acumen Fund. It’s going to happen.
4. And since I read 90% of my media digitally, I think it’s about time I finish writing my e-book and learn the ropes of selling something of that nature.
5. I love visualized data. Did I mention that already? Probably. If there was any reason for me to program, that would be it. I know exactly what I want to do with it too. Thanks Hans Rosling!
6. Be a better girlfriend. Smoaky just stayed up for two days straight trying to figure out all this startup payments business. And I told him that this is slowly starting to piss me off. I probably owe him his first trip to Disneyland and a beer.
7. Aim higher, all the time. If there’s anything I am great at, it’s taking the path of least resistance or instant gratification. I often forget that it’s OK to take two steps backwards, and instant monetary gain is probably going to be less worthwhile than, say, a bigger project that only promises exposure. This is perhaps my biggest flaw.
8. Read daily. Since I don’t have time for fiction novels (sobs), I’m going to stick to purely top-selling or anything that helps w/analytical thinking. 2 books a month. Today, I start with from Good to Great: Why Some Companies Make the Leap and Others Don’t. Smoaky also lent me Founders At Work. Seems like a good one to read in parallel.
9. Record more. Covers to be made: ‘Round Midnight, Creep (piano version), and 100 years (also on piano). I love Ella Fitzgerald’s cover of Round Midnight. Ah, aspiring to new heights, yes!
10. To grow, indefinitely. Why’s that so hard for everyone to understand? I want to be a little bit outside of my comfort zone. I like unease, and I welcome it. No big deal.
Sorry about the disappearing act. I will finally continue my quiet obsession of self-expression after this short message:
Grandma was born on July 21, 1925 and passed away on December 26th, 2009. She was born in Canton, China and moved to Hong Kong before the declaration of the People’s Republic of China in 1949. In 1978 she and her husband, Cheung Chung Yat, moved to San Francisco. She is survived by 8 children, 21 grandchildren, and 10 great-grandchildren, all of whom she loved in the best way she could.
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Hey, if you’re reading this on a Monday morning from your 9-5, chances are, you’re pretty darn grumpy. So, here are some links to keep your Monday morning brain fresh:
Anyway, I think I went a little overboard on this post. Pardon. There’s a lot going on right now and these are generally the things which I’m up to. In time, I shall make this more coherent and tie the loose ends.
After being a nerd for so many years, I finally decided that my femininity needed a shakeup, so in my vain attempt I decided to recorded Amy Winehouse’s Losing Game. Not my usual taste in music but it’s one of my favorite songs to date.
This is my very first recording ever and it took me about 8 takes, 3 hours. So be nice. And thank you for all those who got involved. =o)
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I had no idea people still read this thing, but somebody has recently told me that they miss my updates. Of course, I was very pleased. Unfortunately, that feeling was quickly replaced by guilt when I realize that there aren’t enough updates to keep anyone entertained for more than 10 minutes. So in order to make up for lost time, I’ve decided to let you see the most embarrassing side of me — My family! I’m kidding mom!
My siblings and I were trying to entertain mom & dad for the weekend, so here we are with a reworked version of Thriller and some really great (NOT cheesy) dance moves.
Yes, Hows it going, shameless?
I would go a long ways to take a great photo, yes, but rarely is the story behind each composition as interesting as the composition itself. One look at this, and it takes all the ’sass’ in me away. I’m completely humbled by this moment.

Vegas last weekend, Yosemite this weekend — it’s the opposites of worlds brought close together. Vegas is always incredible fun, but it is still a modern mockery of the past. Yosemite, you are soul and character, the way I need it.
A very beloved co-worker asked me to post this picture somewhere. So it is here. But only because I was forced to.

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“Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time.” – Albert Camus