ANGELA B. PAN

Ok, enough with the snow and cold weather for now. I’m thinking about the beach today.

For Christmas I got two pretty awesome gifts.

1. I got a JBL portable bluetooth speaker. I love it because it’s splashproof too. That means I can blast music while I’m taking a shower. Before I’d have to turn my iphone up as loud as I could and place it as close to the shower as I could without getting it wet. It was just not very happenin’. Now my music is so loud that I can’t even hear it when Andrew tries to tell me something. hehehe.

2. I also got a kindle. This was a complete surprise and I never thought I’d like it but this little device is pretty cool. I can read it in bed without turning on the lights but I can also drop it in my purse and take it anywhere. I’m currently reading Fresh Off the Boat: A Memoir and its pretty hilarious. Like I’ll literally laugh out loud while I’m reading it. Let me know if you have any books you’d recommend for my kindle. I want to start a list.

Everyday I wake up and I feel like I’m the luckiest person ever. I’m surround by people who give me unconditional love and support in everything that I do. I have a super hot husband and the cutest puppy ever. I have so much to be grateful for but most of all I’m happy that I’ve found my passion in life and get to live it out everyday. I’m so thankful that you all take the time out of your busy day to view my work. Theres so much other stuff you could be doing and I couldn’t be doing this without you so THANK YOU and HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

Don’t you feel so small? Like the world is so big and theres so much going around you but you’re just this teeny tiny person trying to make it in the world. That’s what I feel like when I look at this image. And to add some additional perspective, see if you can find the couple amongst the trees.

A kind of different view of the Golden Gate Bridge. From this angle it looks so teeny tiny but I think it’s really cool to see how it stands compare to the rest of the city.

Yes, that is my friend Nicole walking down the steps. Sort of reminds you of M.C. Escher, no?