Coconut Records — Courtyard
SJ to SF
I made my first post on exposure! It’d be cool if you guys checked it out and let me know what you think (of my photos, of what I did, or both!) I’m loving their photo narrative platform. I’m excited to use it more often.
Today my friend and I decided to give back. We bought a pizza box from Pizza My Heart and approached the first homeless person we saw. Kirk and I saw this man in front of a McDonald’s sign and the first thing he said to us was, “Leftovers?” We responded by inviting him to come eat with us and asked him questions about his life.
This is C. He was born in Detroit, raised in Texas, and came all the way to California. He wants to go to Hawaii someday. He enjoys skateboarding, swimming, and playing different sports. His old job was being a UPS box lifter. He has a brother. He has been homeless for a year.
On Wednesday I spent the day downtown with my AACI family. While I will never forget Thu hopping over a fence and decorating someone else’s tree with our ornaments last Christmas, I am happy to say that we actually have our own tree this year!
After we decorated our tree and while I was in the middle of photographing the group, a man approached me and asked if we were interested in an interview. The part of me that loves being the center of attention quickly agreed, and that part of me shone again when we were asked what we do and no one stepped up to answer. I explained what our organization was about and afterwards, was met with praise from my fellow friends.
I didn’t mind talking about the organization that I love so dearly because AACI essentially made me who I am. It is the reason why I was able to speak in front of the camera at all. It helped me grow into an assertive leader with public speaking skills, and I could not be more grateful.
These photos have sat in my Drafts for two weeks because of college apps and since all that chaos is over and done with, I can finally write about my first homecoming experience.
And it wasn’t the actual dance that was memorable; it was the dinner that preceded it. I went to my friend Elise’s house for the first time because I was told that she wanted to take pictures before the sun set. We arrived to the surprise that neither Elise and Shayna were ready yet! It was pretty funny, and this all worked out because her home worked as a nice setting for photos, with the red curtain acting as a background and all.
After curling our hair, applying make-up, and taking pictures, the six of us ate a nice dinner together, all cooked by Elise’s mum. It was an early Friendsgiving if you will. Candles were lit, plates were set up, and we were all wearing cute dresses. If we wanted to, we could have spent the rest of the evening at Elise’s house and skipped the dance, but two of our friends were on Homecoming Court, including Elise, so that wasn’t an option. ”We’re not even anti-homecoming.”
If you asked me what I’ll miss about high school, I’ll answer with nights like this one.
"A toast to good friends."
Passion Pit — Swimming In the Flood
The river’s overrun
We’re swimming in a flood, you know?
Childish Gambino — telegraph ave.
December 10th can’t come quickly enough.