As I sat at the light in the Lyft I saw a crazy white guy (possibly homeless) harassing a black girl and no one said anything or tried to help or interfere except the other black girl at the bus stop. Didn't you guys just march in solidarity with us, or were chants for certain… Continue reading Muni Chronicles: The Phone-Absorbed Bystanders.
After anxiously sitting and listening through classes until 6:25 pm with my concert ticket snugged away in my purse next to me, it was time to head to the Oracle to see Chance the Rapper on his concert stop in Oakland for his Be Encouraged Tour. A breezy bus ride, a Bart hot and stuffed… Continue reading Saw an Angel at the Oracle Arena Last Night (Na, Na, Na, Na).
I rarely get out of bed before noon on Saturdays, but today I was up early and out early because of a special March on Market Street. I hopped on the light rail and rode down to Civic Center where I began to see a plethora of lab coats and Albert Einstein wigs and clever… Continue reading The March for Science is the March for the World.
John Keats once said, "truth is beauty, beauty truth. That is all ye know on Earth, and all ye need to know." The Earth is truth with its raw and real and naked existence, and the Earth is the ultimate beauty with no filter and no make-up... Enjoy the blue and green world's endless amenities and… Continue reading We Are the World. The World is Us.
April 18, 2014–a month before high school graduation and a few months before beginning my college journey– was the day I was given the key to the lock on my dreams. But, it all started a little before that... It all started in a small AP Literature class full of anxious seniors at South Mountain… Continue reading Happy Anniversary, Dreams.
Second Saturdays are the best Saturdays. They are better than First Fridays and are the only Saturdays I will get out of bed before noon. The second Saturday of each month, the Friends of the San Francisco Public Library group opens the doors to their book haven and sells all of the used/new angels for… Continue reading Adventures of a Bookworm: Second Saturdays are the Best Saturdays!
Isabella: Hey. Jeniyah: Hi! Isabella: So, guess what happened yesterday? Jeniyah: Oh my god, you lost your virginity? Isabella: What? No. I don't even have a boyfriend– Jeniyah: You got into Harvard? Isabella: No. I– Jeniyah: You got a car? Isabella: No! Just let me tell the story. Jeniyah: Okay, go. Isabella: Okay. It was… Continue reading It Was a Dark and Stormy Night…
Growing up in San Francisco is way different than Arizona. In Arizona, we don't do buses. We have them, but we don't do buses. If you were on the bus, we made fun of you, guessed how much money you had, and whether you had a car or not. Arizona is just too hot, dry,… Continue reading Muni Chronicles: A Surprise Trip to Daly City
I met the president and his wife at the White House last night, in my dreams. Ha. It felt so realistic! And, not the heinous man and his absent sugar baby that's in the office now, but the golden and fantastic Obamas. I don't remember which class I was in, but we took a… Continue reading Meeting Michelle and Barack Obama.
I love listening to covers because I love seeing people take a song they admire and love, which I also love, and transform it by putting their spin on it. I hate when people complain and say oh they ruined it, or no one beats the original. The point of a cover is to not… Continue reading The Eleven Best Covers on Triple J.