1. Curb chair in Portland

  2. Newbie in a New City

    It’s been well over a month since I’ve moved to Portland, Oregon from California. It’s always been interesting moving to new places. I’ve always enjoyed learning about the different cultures that a new city has to offer, and adding to the kaleidoscopic perspective that I have.

    Portland is certainly a beautiful city; combined with its greenery and powered by its friendly, intelligent - and not to mention, interesting individuals.

    Moving to a new city for me entails immersing myself into its culture, as well as mingling with local folks. I’ve been settling into Portland by exploring different areas through lone traveling and volunteering.

    Of course, this doesn’t come without a challenge. After a while of constantly introducing myself as the gal who “just moved from California,” it becomes a bit tiresome and trite - especially for an introvert like me. But I must say, that opening with this statement has served to my advantage.

    After a while of prolonged surface-level interaction, I intend to seek deeper and more meaningful conversations, which seem difficult to come by; second-time-around conversations don’t occur often, and the initial interactions don’t spark enough interest for the relationship to continue. For me, friendships are built much like sedimentary rocks, through time and progress. The frequency of these relationships tend to dwindle as you age, assuming that you are new to town, and working a nine to five job.

    I acknowledge my need for solitude and in-depth conversations. But there are times where I find myself shunning my inability to wholeheartedly engage in small talk, which, I think, contributes to my lack of a social life here. Still, I admire myself for refusing to waver my innate self, for it has taken time for me to reach this point.

    Moving to a new city is definitely exciting, but it can be difficult. But, I have to remind myself to be patient for the good things to come.


  3. "When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one that has opened for us."
    — Alexander Graham Bell (via ucsciencetoday)

  4. Citrus Dreams

    By Ainsley Chac

    The young girl wanders through the orange grove,
    Each step she takes ripens,
    Unsettling, she refuses to
    Until her body
    Refuses, rotting.
    Her balance unwavering at the
    Roots of the orange tree.
    Déjà Vu,
    Oranges, remnants of her dreams.
    She devours
    The obvious.
    Successful businesswoman,
    Then we have the
    Professor, pianist, penniless poet, professional pivoter
    Of life.
    Loving daughter, sister, granddaughter,
    Nobel Peace Prize Recipient
    World traveler
    Connoisseur of art
    Until the arcs and walls of her stomach
    Can no longer fathom
    The amount of acidic citrus
    Displacing the stuffing that
    Once made her so hole.
    Her stomach refuses this
    Absurd currency.
    And the violent rapture
    Erupted abruptly
    As she vomited
    That was within

  5. "Hey Ains… You have something stuck in your nose"


  6. theucrbarn:

    of Montreal and Haunted Summer will be playing at The UCR Barn on Wednesday, January 22nd at 7:30pm.

    Tickets are $5/students (pre-sale) & $17/general


  7. A puzzle that you are dying to solve

    Created with a glitch


  8. The flamboyant Californian

  9. In the suburbs


  10. Perfect weather for Coldplay