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Trails of Beacon's Closet
Get on at Lorimer St
Get off at Bedford Ave
Williamsburg, the place to be
Oh beacon's closet you are my new world
when i am all by myself
i am sad
but when there is someone else
i wish i am alone
i am happy alone
the racks and racks of clothes, clothes that spins through time
some familiar brands, some just plain, some old
and then i see a jil sander and i squeal
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ok la i have been doing homework all day, thinking about beacon's. its a wonderland.
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My weekend has been pretty chill, I went to the fort greene park to meet up with some friends, and these friends I tell you it's like chemistry brought to earth. It's like years of preserved nutrition stored in a bottle and when we first met it took the right person to open it and be filled with all of its organic goodness. It's as though all of you guys were preserved in that bottle for me to open in form of New Yorkers. Well anyways much to say we just really get along and it feels like we've known each other for a while. We smoked up and got super stoned because the shit here is amazing. We went to Waza which is a Japanese restaurant nearby and the sushi is DELISH. I don't know if it's my highness speaking for me but it really was. We went on a binge afterwards, I bought my favourite brownie clif bar this organic oat energy bar. I don't really know where the energy went because I collapsed on Corey's bed later. They were cooking Spanish food for me, but I fell asleep throughout it and was woken up to "hey we gotta go" by Franchesca, I live right upstairs so it's okay for me but can you imagine how embarrassing that was haha to have fallen asleep at a party. But it's cool too, I wish I can do that all the time at the real parties. Today, I got back from Eli's house where we spent the night like 21st century couples laying side by side on the bed doing homework on our MacBooks. Eli has been great, he showed me to real Mexican food and I believe that's the only food that speaks my language. SPICY. I fell asleep because I had a terrible headache but he continued on working. Woke up to the bright room and a careful arm around my shoulders, I felt safe. He biked to school. I went home. Very 21st century.
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I want to share with you guys this poem, my room mate who is a senior poetry major's classmate's work.
Portrait of an Ex-Lover
Just skin cells
fell on the carpet
I couldn't bring myself
to vacuum them up.
- Andrea
SO GOOD RIGHT. It's so impacting, it's been rewinding in my head. I love it.
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So, what's been going on guys?
I've been good, been going to classes on time although I have to commute from brooklyn to manhattan. The subway stinks of piss all the time, but I think it's meant to be that way. There is something poetic about it actually, it all just seems fit together. Especially with the crazy people in the subway too. There were these two pirates of the Caribbean homeless people sitting on the floor of the station smelling like marijuana and obviously stoned with their dog talking about "too drunk to fuck" and how they'd never be too drunk to fuck their girl, etc etc.
But there are interesting people too like this guy yesterday who was singing and he had the voice of an angel or frank ocean but sassssss. I bet he's going to pop up somewhere and be famous, just a guy singing in the subway.
On Saturday, I met up with my friend Franchesca who I now am starting to really believe is having a crush on me. (I'll explain in a bit) So I met her and we went to this bar at flushing ave/broadway, so we went inside and it was a hipster paradise. The place was very underground with graffitis on the wall, car seats as seats a random pool table, an outdated valentines day deco at the bar and a random dj playing a range of music. This was my first time getting so drunk I couldn't walk or stand. Why? Free Drinks that's why. I had gin tonics that were heavily gin and I don't know where the tonics were. It went downhill from there, so I went outside for a cigarette where I started talking to a random guy about existence and drugs and all sorts of things and that's when he told me that my friend has a crush on me. And at first I was "no way, we're totally friends" and he explained that it's in the way her eyes wouldn't want to remain in contact with mine or something like that. I was weirded out. So I just ignored it and went with the flow, stay happy and drunk. So they send me back home and I almost lost my phone. I went to the 8th floor where my other friend stays and I continued to embarrass myself. First of all, he wasn't even at the bar with us and I deliberately opened his door and asked "where's my phone?". I can't remember much after that but I was in bed with tissues beside me. Confused, did I cry?
I woke up on Sunday feeling like shit and in need of greasy food. Eli had asked me out to his favourite brunch spot in Williamsburg. So, I went to meet him there, we had really good food, people here are very serious about brunch, they drink mimosas in the morning too. Siao. He then gave me a gift he got from japan, by a local designer there. It was black cat ear rings they were very cute and sweet. Later we went to the park, talked and laid on the grass dreaming. I feel really comfortable with him, like as though I've known him for so long but there is still a lot to know, you know? The park was my favourite part because he says it's very new york, the way there is random funk, hip hop playing and everyone have a general appreciation to it. It felt like sundays at training shed, except there are people playing baseball, soft ball, kick ball I don't understand why they need to have different variations of one type of sport. Later, I craved for Malay food so we went into Little Italy where there is this place called Nyonya where we got Rojak, Penang Asam Laksa and Char Kway Teow which all heavily disappointed me in the end. Oh well, but at least now I won't crave for it for a while.
I had a lovely date, I think this would be the very first date I was ever on. I know..... Blushing on the inside, butterflies swarming in my stomach you know the gist.
I was asking Eli to describe the taste to me because he hasn't tasted anything like it before, and that brought me thinking about tasting everything in the world and how your mind would expand and explode with all these mysterious tastes.
Ok I need to catch up on homework! Later!
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The temperature is starting to drop and it's beginning to turn into fall. But look at that gradient in the sky this morning.
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happy belle is happy
So now since I have a bit of time I am going to attempt to write everything that I wanted to write again.
Sunday, 9/1/13
Had a chill sunday night, smoked up with my roommate Fran, who is a senior writing major and she writes poetry. We ate at the dining table for an hour talking about singaporean food, and comedy. About the history of food and how expensive and manipulated it has become from it's true identity. Basically, we're representing food psychology. We're authentic food enthusiast. Afterwards, we went into her room and watched Mars Attack on VHS. Yes, she has a lot of VHS tapes and a VHS player. She's cool and she says "WORD" a LOT.
Monday, 9/2/13
Was supposed to go to ikea with Eli whom I haven't seen in 4 months since Singapore. And I was excited to see him. But he was moving in to his new apartment so he couldn't go. I bought a bunch of art supplies from the art shop nearby. It was a lot of paper, really big paper. Something about really big paper makes me anxious. Like having to fill everything in just gives me the chills. I like the space and blankness but if I have to fill it up with a lot of stuff, I will die.
So anyways, later he invited me over to his friend's house and we decided to meet at the train stop. This was my very first time in the subway, I suddenly had a culture shock. It was so different. So a stop before the stop I was supposed to get off, Eli came in and there he was just standing there. It was that its-been-awhile look with that eagerness to catch up and catch on and just - out of words -
We arrived at his friend, Natalie's, place and they were really cool. I was so nervous to meet these people because they have all heard about me, and now they are finally seeing me. I even heard someone saying, "She's real" and that cracked me up a little bit. After a bit of drinking and talking, me and Eli left to go back to his apartment to chill and bring back his speakers. He brought me to his rooftop which was beautiful, it had the view of the city from a distance and I saw the chrysler building. That was just surreal. I couldn't believe my eyes. We talked for a bit and then we fell into a familiar embrace. It all felt the same. No questioning, no trying. It was indescribable I mean, you know when you're sure even after a while.
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i'm so upset everything i wanted to post got deleted..
p.s i think i'm in love
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New York I love you
But you're bringing me down
Kidding not at all, not yet at least. And I'm not anticipating.
I'm so enchanted, I feel so free and not tied down to anything, emotion or physicality. I am a ballerina spinning into a trance, a swan in control, a beautiful white swan.
I want to tell you guys all about the time I went to my very first party with a friend of Christina, Omkar. He picked me up from my dorm and we walked all the way to the venue (it was a very long walk) (i did not complain) (not one bit). I'm still in awe when I look at all the buildings, I know I will die when I go into Manhattan, because my room mates told me it's exactly like in the movies. So we arrived at the venue, it used to be a restaurant or something but it looked like a good space, very underground. Howeverrrrr, you have no idea how strict the bouncers are, even for an underground party like this. And not to mention I am not 21 yet, I felt like I was 17 again sulking at not being able to get into clubs till I was 18. Here I am having those silly flashbacks again. So Omkar told me to wait outside while he try to get me in. I waited outside and chatted to this guy from England, as he asked me for a cigarette. Everyone keeps asking for cigarettes over here. Because the cigarettes cost a bomb, like 14 bucks per pack. And everytime they asked to pay for a cigarette I feel bad so I give em free of charge.
He came back with a friend and said that they know me and etc and the magic worked. I was let in. You have no idea how excited I was and how my heart almost sank at the idea of not being able to get in. Immediately, you can feel it, the sensation of the surroundings. The vibe. No intimidation, no awkwardness, nothing. Everyone was there for the music. It was cashmere cat and jacques greene playing. I had an amazing time dancing until about 7 am. Yes the parties are crazy. I even had my first "magic hour" experience. When night turns to day and you're sitting outside smoking having amazing conversations and you suddenly realize that the skies are changing and you feel enclosed in that magical beautiful moment. And I love to people watch here. They are so so interesting. Everyone looks happy because everyone had the right to be. Even when they look sad, they are happy.
I met with a lot of people who were on drugs. Actually everyone at that party was on drugs. People offered me but I only took the joint that someone was smoking on the dance floor. It was like we smelled it, turned over to the guy smoking and he offered it to us. I didn't feel like doing anything else that night because I was high already on this natural vibe and I felt like I didn't need anything else. I took a lot of videos because I am very kiasu and I want to show you guys back at home. And as I was taking a video this guy came up to me and grabbed my phone. Startled, I was like, "Hey! I was taking a video!" And he said, "Oh! I thought you wanted to take a picture, so I wanted to take a picture of you because you are so beautiful"
And that was only the beginning. There was this other guy while the dj dropped the timbaland and aaliyah track, someone came up and whispered into my ear, "Are you that somebody?" I LOLED.
Of course I was taken aback by everyone's guts here, they do whatever they want, when they want it. The first guy was actually pretty good looking, I mean he was short but he had a good look a very new yorker look. Dark hair, scruffy beard, a t shirt and jeans, that sorta look. The italian looking new yorker look. Well anyways, I was with Omkar and this guy just wouldn't stop coming back to me. Like asking me to go out and have a smoke with him. As I was dancing with Omkar, he grabbed my hand and twirled me around. Omkar obviously came in between him and said, "Hey what's up man?" It was really funny. And later he asked me again for a smoke and I said only if Omkar comes with. So we all went for that smoke and turned out this guy is a fucking magician. Like he did a trick with my ring and I almost died. And he thought by my almost dying face that I was amazed by him. Actually more like I was fucking freaked out like are you the devil???? He even asked me, "Do you wanna get out of here?" Crazy guy.
So anyways, that was my first party experience and it was awesome! The morning walk back was good too, Omkar showed me to this doughnut deli which sells gourmet doughnuts. Best thing in my mouth. Although a little too big in portion. Haha. I got home and slept till about 2 pm. My room mates were obviously already very eager to find out how my night went with this strange boy. They are very funny.
On saturday, I met with my friend I made in the elevator. Her name is Franchesca and the other guy is Corey. We went to this restaurant where I had an organic baby spinach and avocado salad while they had their burgers. Later, we bought booze from a local deli. And they are mad cheap btw. Like the can is fucking huge, you think the tall can of heineken is huge? This is like huger than that. And it's only 3 bucks too. I got this crazy drink called the Lime-a-rita it's supposed to get you drunk fast. So we each got that because I taught them this term called, "going heavy" and we decided that we are going heavy tonight. They're cute. So we went back to Corey's room in the same dorm as mine. And we sat drinking, listening to a range of music from 90s to r&b to heavy bass stuff to german funk to whatever. We smoked a j and I suggested we go lay in the grass by the park. There is a park called the sculpture park where true to it's name it's a park with many sculptures. Very art school vibes. It was a lovely chill night we talked about everything from 90s fashion to tlc's new upcoming movie to miley cyrus to whatever. And there was a question Franchesca asked, "why was the 90s fashion so strange? with the hair and the crazy clothing?" and in that moment I came up with the most intelligent theory I swear. I said, "It's because they were obsessed with the future" And they were all like, "Oh yeah!!!! Everything was all about space and metalics and crazy alieny stuff" And then I got bad gastric, abdominal pains again and I had to go back to my room. It was 1230 am I drank mint tea and ate yogurt with granola and oats and dried fruit and went to bed.
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Hi everyone!
I created this blog to document and update you guys on my little adventures here in New York because it's so difficult to update all of you and I really want you guys to be a part of it!
So yesterday I arrived at JFK, got into the car service and arrived at Willoughby where I am residing. It is a humble place, olive/red ish brick walled building and the weather here is really lovely at this time. It was pretty chilly but not too cold.
I dragged my baggages and now unlike other (miserable) movings, this one plastered a smile on my face that I just can't seem to shake off. Determined, I pulled my baggages to the security point where I met with my RA (residential advisor) to move into my room.
I must admit at that point, I was feeling a little sadness and loneliness as I looked around and everyone seemed so settled in with their peers. However though! I told myself to keep the belle spirit up and make friends! So as I first opened my room door, I unpacked my stuff and went out in search of a supermarket. As I entered the lift, I saw there was a girl in the lift and I immediately said HI! and asked her where the nearest supermarket is. She tried to explain to me but she said she couldn't because she too is bad with directions! Well what do you know! That makes two of us!
So she decides to show me the way and ended up chatting and she brought me to various markets, the organic ones are the most expensive (duh) and she advised me to get my stuff from a pharmacy or target. We walked along the street of Washington Ave and I couldn't stop looking at the buildings and smiling to myself. Really. Later, she introduces me to her friends and we bought our own drinks from another store and went into a Mediterranean Restaurant where I met with the nicest owners ever. His name was Amer, and he's from Palestine. He gave us free Hookah when we asked we would smoke if it's free. He said, It's on the house for you guys. I was in shock like come on. We are drinking our own booze at your shop and now you're giving us free Hookah?! I kept saying, "You are so nice You are so NICEEEE" I was obviously a little tipsy, we drank shots before our food arrived. FUN.
haha but yeah la seriously guys YA'LL NEED TO BE HERE SIA.
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I just got back from Target where I walked a very long walk (without complaining) to and fro. I am now veryyyy tireddd I woke up at 8 am today feeling excited to start my day. I sang a little song to myself.
sleepy time nowww, I'm going to go out later tonight for dinner and dance to cashmere cat and jacques greene! so excites!!
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