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I took the lightrail to Bascom Ave. today, and while I was there, something really unfortunate happened. Because of all the hype about the new route, everyone came--able bodied children to disabled fourty-somethings mumbling in their scooters. Usually I put my bike next to the door opposite to the one that will open at the next stop, so I stood in the middle of the aisle trying to stay clear of the man running over everyone's feet with his extremely large mobile seat thing. I didn't know what to do, and I couldn't hear the comments that people were saying (being "You should really move to the bike racks" or "What is your problem? Can't you tell he is disabled?"), so I just stayed there (the reason I couldn't hear them is because I had my in-ear earphones on).
Anyway, yeah. That's the highlight of my day, besides for me buying a new Holga 120S and helping two old ladies out in getting to The California Theatre. It makes me really happy to know my way around my city, so I can help these poor, poor old people.
Hannah inside the Caltrain, as we were approaching San Francisco.
We ate at a Thai restaurant with Terry. The food was REALLY good.
Me.
After looking at this, I realized that I must have seemed really obnoxious to put my arms around both of them.
Terry.
The Great American Music Hall sign, along with a second-exposure (accidental) of me.
I obviously don't smoke cigarettes, because it isn't lit.
Hannah, before some creepy guy made us leave for standing in the tracks.
Hannah inside the cab.
Alanna. She brought her bike with her that day, so we went places.
This is such a cliche picture, but I like it anyway.
One of my best friends, Raquel. She goes to my school, and she's very nice.
She took this of me, although it looks like I did...
Outside my favorite taqueria.
A really neat garden near my house. They grow vegetables for low-income families.
My grandmother and brother.
My ridiculously amazing great-aunt. She's on a plane coming back to San Jose right now.
My cousin and aunt.
There is this really strange vine thing that grows all over the place on the side of my grandma's house.
My great-aunt, also known as Auntie by the family, waiting at the lightrail station with me. We saw Corpse Bride, which was really good.
Terry in front of the massive march in San Francisco.
This is where everyone gathered for the speeches, etc.
Some really funny old ladies that were also protesting.
More trees, less Bush!
Seriously fucking creepy.
Forever Nameless doing something to his camera..
A bunch of police gathered to march or something (not in the protest, but... I don't know what they were doing!).
I don't know what they were doing, but they look nice anyway.
Anyway, yeah. That's the highlight of my day, besides for me buying a new Holga 120S and helping two old ladies out in getting to The California Theatre. It makes me really happy to know my way around my city, so I can help these poor, poor old people.
Hannah inside the Caltrain, as we were approaching San Francisco.
We ate at a Thai restaurant with Terry. The food was REALLY good.
Me.
After looking at this, I realized that I must have seemed really obnoxious to put my arms around both of them.
Terry.
The Great American Music Hall sign, along with a second-exposure (accidental) of me.
I obviously don't smoke cigarettes, because it isn't lit.
Hannah, before some creepy guy made us leave for standing in the tracks.
Hannah inside the cab.
Alanna. She brought her bike with her that day, so we went places.
This is such a cliche picture, but I like it anyway.
One of my best friends, Raquel. She goes to my school, and she's very nice.
She took this of me, although it looks like I did...
Outside my favorite taqueria.
A really neat garden near my house. They grow vegetables for low-income families.
My grandmother and brother.
My ridiculously amazing great-aunt. She's on a plane coming back to San Jose right now.
My cousin and aunt.
There is this really strange vine thing that grows all over the place on the side of my grandma's house.
My great-aunt, also known as Auntie by the family, waiting at the lightrail station with me. We saw Corpse Bride, which was really good.
Terry in front of the massive march in San Francisco.
This is where everyone gathered for the speeches, etc.
Some really funny old ladies that were also protesting.
More trees, less Bush!
Seriously fucking creepy.
Forever Nameless doing something to his camera..
A bunch of police gathered to march or something (not in the protest, but... I don't know what they were doing!).
I don't know what they were doing, but they look nice anyway.