Wonderwall.

I sang to an audience of two.

But it didn't matter.

I was coming full circle.

A few years ago, it was the first time I sang karaoke. I sang it with one of my best friend's friend in Austin at a birthday.

This friend of a friend just gave me the mic, and this was a song I hardly knew, Oasis' Wonderwall.

I sang it as best as I could. I sang timidly. And I did it while sitting down, allowing this friend of a friend to supercede me.

That's how far I've come.

I went on a stage (that's the beauty of Spotlight Karaoke).

I sat on a stool for this emotive performance.

And I belted my heart out for a true rendition of Wonderwall.

:) There was less of an audience, but I really felt like I did the song justice. It was an amazing feeling.

"Fainthearted to Fearless."

I'd like my life story to read that way. I'm on the trek to become fearless.

A photographer I follow on Facebook talked about his new photoshoot - called project Infinity. It was written very eloquently. Women carry this boundless energy, and he is showcasing their unbridled nature, their sensuality, their fearlessness, pushing the limits of their mind and thus their physical form and capturing it in his photos.

In the same sense, I do not aim to capture my Infinity in photos, but in the motion that is life.

"I don't want to get to the end of my life and find that I lived just the length of it. I want to have lived the width of it as well." - Diane Ackerman

Gypsy Dance Theatre Party.

I loved the magnetic energy in the air at Kat's DVD release party for her Gypsy dance troupe.

All the girls had something to be admired, some more than others. The confidence was tangible.

The smiles, toned bodies, the talent, the finger cymbals, balancing a candelabra on a tray while belly dancing, dancing with a snake... rather seductively, sword dancing, veil and fan dancing was all so impressive.

There was also a fake cat fight, which was pretty entertaining. I loved supporting my girl Kat. She's got so much swagger.

There was this one girl in particular too, that I just couldn't take my eyes off of. If I were a guy, well I'd be glued to her. She just OOZED sexiness and confidence. She was exquisitely feminine and in total control.

This was certainly different, and I had the best time.

La Roux.

What a magical night.

The pyrotechnic lights. Blue. White. Sometimes Purple and pink. Dazzling. Her tunes are so danc-y, it makes me wanna rock out all night. The night was groovy, and it was a wonderful birthday present from Vivian.

It even ended climatically as tears of JOY fell down my face when Bulletproof ended the night. I was so happy to feel like I was Bulletproof. I screamed and completely embodied the words that she wrote.

I was with a kickass group of four of my friends. Even in the moment I knew - this is one of life's greatest moments.

I danced with a couple of gay friends that were strangers an hour before. :P

I was just laughing, singing my heart out, surrounded by passionate La Roux fans, and sipping on a really good Hurricane next to a few of the people I love.

La Roux is awesome. She's strong and she's powerful. She has a tomboyishness about her that I see in myself. She's pencil-thin but who cares? She is simply obese with swagger. :)

Check out my favorite songs by La Roux - Colourless Color and Tigerlily.

The Paradox of Trust.

Trust is something that takes time and repeated observations to garner.

It takes instinct.

Sometimes there is no track record to measure if you should trust someone. In this case, I for the most part am pretty trusting in that regard.

However, there are facets of trust. I trust my parents with a lot of things, omitting my personal romantic life.

The lists go on and on, and most of these lists are lists I'm not even conscious of.

Only when the time comes, and I ask myself, do I trust them, will I really know.

Sex and the City 2.

I didn't care that I had work the next day where I had to wake up at 5:45am. [I arrived home at 3am.]

The movie had all of the elements of a true Sex and the City production.

The critics have railed SATC2, and I'll allow them to continue, but I have to discredit them on account of what I felt in my heart and the happiness in me when I watched this movie.

There is no logic in it - I was so happy to be in the theater, to have my free Cosmo and these delicious egg rolls to snack on. There were beautiful men who graced us with a lively pre-show party and the movie itself was divine.

I felt like it was me in Abu Dhabi and it was me getting over these obstacles with the ladies.

The glamour. The fashion. The chemistry between friends. The chemistry between lovers. The feel-good independence that each lady embodies.

I love it.

La Roux says it best: "Been there done that messed around, I'm having fun don't put me down."

iPhone.

I had a knock at my bedroom door. My roommate told me to go downstairs and said someone found my phone and I should thank her.

I ran downstairs and found a very genuine girl about my age, handing me my iPhone.

I thanked her profusely, in a stupor as I was awakened from a deep slumber, and I couldn't even process the implications of someone actually stealing my phone for profit.

I am thankful, I am humbled, and I can't believe that I dropped my phone outside of my car! :)

Laughter.

In an email signature, it read: "The most wasted of all days is one without laughter." - E.E. Cummings. In regards to laughter, this mannequin is ridiculously hilarious. Please, anyone, do not wear this. Especially not that high on your torso.

So, at a meeting today, we video conferenced with some of the IDE folks from San Ramon. And while at times it seemed to be egos preventing other forces from pushing the blame or responsibility on others, I just adored something about it all. The times when the tension was released in laughter. Most of it was my vivacious coworker. She has this amazing ability to punctuate really tense moments with laugh out loud humor.

It was a bit bi-polar - we would weave through the conversation giving updates on what needed to occur and the progress that's been going on, and it would get tense and very straight-shooter type talk, and then it would reach a crescendo and that energy was released in a laugh.

:) I am enjoying the laughs, because even though this is a very important experience for me to go through, I will remember the way I feel around these people. I'll remember the respect they have for me, but also just sometimes kicking back and being fun loving as well.

LAUGH, LAUGH, LAUGH.

Accents.

Southern accents. So much charm and politeness in their voice.

Boston accents. (HAHA) It's just cute.

Italian accents.

Michigan accents. Oh my god.

Never before did I think I had a thing for them, but I do.

MacGruber

I saw this movie yesterday, expecting cheap laughs and simple humor.

I was so surprised that it was just laugh after laugh after unceasing laugh.

The reason it's so funny is because it's a mockery of all action movies. There are puns and ridiculous scenes that could only work in a spoof. And then you have Ryan Phillipe who is normally a serious actor, adding to the deadpan humor. :)

Most scenes are great. It has been a long while that I can say that over 85% of the movie is hilarious. There were no lulls. Just constant laughter.

Go see it. It will make you die laughing, which is a great thing.

The Jump-Rope Game.

So at Dave and Buster's and a lot of other 'game' places, there's a game where a red line crosses where your feet are, and you must jump precisely when the red line comes, or you lose.

It's incredibly hilarious, and it does require coordination believe it or not; I've seen way too many people lose on the first jump and wonder why, and swipe there card 2-3 more times and not learn. You look, and you react when the line comes.

But I just have to say, it is so incredibly fun. The rope increases speed every time you successfully clear it, and on my best try, I got to jump approximately 8 rounds. :) It was great!

I started screaming when I was doing really well, which probably prevented me from winning the jackpot, but nonetheless I did a lot better than anyone else I observed.

:D

The Button-Up.

I love it on men. I love it on women.

I love the way it makes me feel. It makes me feel powerful. Like I will make million dollar decisions. It's the cuff links. It's the juxtaposition of the crisp ironed feel against my soft skin. It's my armor on the front.

Ever wear a piece of clothing that sets you into a mood? Everyone has these articles of clothing. The black pumps that make your legs look majestic, and your mentality feel razor sharp. The pencil skirt that means business but also means allure.

I have so many button-ups. Two black ones. A white one. A short sleeve black striped one. Two long sleeve blue ones. A gray short sleeve one. I want one for every color of the rainbow. I want them to be well-fitted, loosely fitted, cuff-linked or not, but I want more.

:) I love that I get to wear them for work all the time.

Searching.

I feel like I'm in a really good place in my life.

But I feel like I want to pass this forward to someone or something.

I've thought about my future and if there's a pet dog or cat in it. I've thought about having a pet rabbit again too. It filled my heart full of joy to think about my first apartment or living space, and a pet rabbit or dog to greet me every night.

I've thought about what I wanted. Do I want kids? I adore kids but as my own that I take home with me - not yet. Not anytime soon.

I've thought about how I'm very content with myself. If I only had the graces of others in my life as friends and supporters I'd be happy. But I know it'd be a different kind of happy if there were a significant other to share it with.

2010 is still young. Every day is a new day. As I experience new things, this could change.

As Ben Bayol said, "Most plans are just inaccurate predictions." Every thing I have thought about in my life time, will prepare me for the moment when I'm faced with the choice of having kids, settling down with someone, or not.

Being Genuine.

At work, I've been trying to keep my whole identity separate. Not completely, but I've been attempting to keep my professionalism be the focal point first.

I'm by nature a very happy go lucky, always laughing, Ms. Positivity kind of gal. I love hugs, to be kind, and to think of the person before the argument. This is how I am in my home life.

My work life, I have to understand there's a balance of getting things done and my given nature above.

After talking with a friend for a long time about how he kept his identity separate, and how after being AUTHENTIC and genuine, people tend to trust you more, and people tend to just open up and are more comfortable, then I think the work comes from a better place.

I agree. So I change my approach. I will be more open and genuine to others at my work. I want them to trust me, to get to know me, as a human being. And what better way than to... do it first.

Spontaneous Adventures.

This song always comes to mind when I think of a spontaneous adventure. [The Postal Service - Such Great Heights]

A friend of mine, Freddy, will always go on an adventure when we hang out. It's inevitable. Also, deep conversations will always spark.

We've been along downtown, walking the Bayou, the museum district, and more.

We've been to Memorial park, walking along the trail and the roads where bikers past like lightning.

We've been to El Tiempo Cantina, Benjy's, Cabo's.

Great happy hours together. Great exploration into territories unknown. What a great friend I have.

Andalucia.

My first experience with a tapas bar was with a friend Joe at Mi Luna, a Rice Village restaurant that was very very mediocre and just plain bad.

When my friend Christian suggested a tapas bar, I immediately revolted, but I stopped. I opened my mind, and said yes.

I'm glad I did. It's a spectacular restaurant with such delicious food (but terrible drinks).

They had the most delicious chicken croquettes. Potato cakes. Seafood paella. And more. All of my senses were being dazzled.

They had a flamenco dancer who was beautiful and so talented. The music was permeating everything and gave great ambiance.

If I could only describe the taste of those sweet sweet carbs.

It's one of my favorite restaurants in Houston just because of the entertainment, the intimacy of the venue, the quality of the food, and how different it's been in my portfolio of experiences. Check it out.

Hiding?

I would like to say, with conviction and belief that I have nothing to hide.

I dig, and I uncover, unearth my demons, and there isn't anything that I find necessary to hide. Sure there's instances of TMI - too much information, but I'm not hiding the person I am. I just believe my past, doesn't matter. What I carry right now, the person I project to the world, is what counts. Please don't mistake my reluctance to speak about my past to be a symptom of hiding something. I don't find backward glances to be fruitful. Why dwell, when we can all move forward?

As of late, I've been thinking too much about what to censor. For now, I've drawn the line at keeping the anonymity of those around me; I will keep their privacy intact. They haven't signed off that I may speak about them - but the experiences that are purely my own, they are mine alone. Knowing where to draw my own personal privacy lines are a big question for me.

I think there's something to be said about feeling comfortable enough to bare it all on a medium as permanent as the internet.

After the Beyond Excellence leadership program, I wanted everyone to know everything and anything about me. I craved it. I loved how that felt.

I think it's time to remember - and to incorporate that faith.

Plan B Becomes Plan A.

So I read this article on AC 360, Anderson Cooper's website for his television news/talk show AC 360.


Click here to read

Anyway, the article states that the mere gesture of having a Plan B sets your belief systems to recognize the necessity of a Plan B. What I argue and the article argues is that it's a set-up for performing less than your best, and is a limit. I wholeheartedly agree. I really do.

I think it infects your language when you disclaim and advertise the Plan B in order to placate and appease others. When you tell the team that you have contingency plan B to see you through in case something happens, it's a subconscious signal that you see that the plan will fail, and will need for backup plans to intervene. You may disagree, but there's no denying the amount of hustle that someone has when they have only ONE plan, as opposed to when they are subdivided on two plans. Mentally, I focus much better when I begin with the end in mind. My judgment is heavily clouded when I think about supporting my Plan B as well. We might as well go for the Plan B if we're going to talk about it!

My point, which has only hit me now after reading the AC 360 article is why I did not decide to run for the Presidential position again for UNICEF at UH.

What I have been saying for these past 4 months has been a polished version where I've basically said: in order for UNICEF at UH to grow, I need to step back and allow the team to grow, allow the group to spread their wings and fly.

That was it. It made sense in my mind, but I don't believe it makes sense in the eyes of others who just, aren't here with me. They have not witnessed what I have and there's no telling the amount of thought that went into the decision -- I couldn't boil my message down yet. So I stuck with my 'spreading their wings' tale.

But now I think I have it. :)

This whole year as President I've been their Plan A, and as President my vision of the year's events is essentially what I'm creating. I've lead the team to take on projects with a clarity that has set tasks, and if my heart didn't rest easy at night, then I knew more needed to be done. And I put it down to a science; I knew the exact things that needed to happen in order for us to put our best foot forward. I also knew that if we had more time, we would have done x, y, and z.

Three reasons. For the organization as a whole, for myself, and for the officers whoever they turned out to be (at the time I didn't know if it would be a lot of old officers or all new officers).

1) The organization as a whole: I have to leave my legacy. That is the single most important thing a leader can do. And I can't do that if everything I know about UNICEF and how to have a successful year resides in me. They need practice and experiential learning. And I'm here to force them to learn. :)

2) For myself: I am pursuing dreams here. :) And that's a full-time job in itself, and I am ENTITLED to this; I've been deferring this for too long. I need to be far away enough to not be called upon to put out fires because my Role is different. I need to be cohesive on this front. I can't be having the title as President, and scaling back immensely and trying to put most of the power into my Secretary and Advocacy Director and other officers; that's not how it works. If I'm going to be the President again, I need to be living the life of a President! That simply means I need to be making the Plan A with my team and executing a Plan B if it goes awry.

I could not be the Plan A by being President, and I could not remain an officer and be a Plan B when the President elect was remiss with his/her duties. I could not. I have enough foresight to know that it will happen. And so with that knowledge, I must make sure that I stand my ground and make sure that they step up, and I do not. It sounds ridiculous to read "I must make sure I don't step up." But it's a tough love, long-sighted decision. I've already proven that I have, and in my own way, doing the right thing by stepping down, no matter how much physical pain it gives me to not know how seriously they will treat this opportunity, is in a sense, stepping up.

For the officers: Anyone who thinks that doing the role of President once means the second time you've distilled the role to a science and it becomes easy is absolutely wrong. You're giving everything you have and more, and that's only because you're smart enough to navigate better the second time around which means if you are honest to yourself, you have to dig deep and give more than you ever have given before because you have less excuses to rely on. You're experienced. That's one major lesson I learned from the previous President who remained president. We floundered when she was a disappearing act. So did she, but she wasn't man enough to say it. I'm so glad I did not partake in that title inheritance and lame duck presidency implementation. My officers deserve better than a President that's in name only, and not in actions or heart. My reputation is something I will own up to.

The Things You Do = Who You Are.

This is why there is so much emphasis to do the things you love.

When you love what you do, you exude love, and your life just falls in place.

I'm having such great difficulty finding what it is that I love - and I understand just how important it is.

But that's tangential. I'm here to discuss what I found to be illuminating when a friend of mine discussed getting heavily involved with Jujitsu and other forms of martial arts.

I think it's fine for the sake of getting in shape, but since there are a PLETHORA of other ways to get in shape, I would suggest something that doesn't chip away at one's belief system and snap judgment of people. How did we get from jujitsu to belief systems you ask? Well, it's simple really. By hearing the description of how the instructor teaches, he is in your ear and in your face, pushing the walls of your inhibitions down. He is yelling orders - orders of HIT HIM, reassuring to just go with it, hit harder, and to search for the vulnerability points, to exploit them, and so much more. If one is subjected to this training every day, it takes a certain conditioning that overrides one's humanity and softness that makes one able to love so freely and be trusting with the world.

Just know that if you engage in any kind of activity that forces you to forget about the individual, then it makes it so much harder to disengage from that, and to be able to be OPEN and to LOVE. Training of this caliber puts you in this intense mental state, and any intense mental state leaves an imprint that's hard to shake off. It's mentally exhausting to go from one to another. The same with acting a character that's mentally unstable or is hardened. When you go home, you'll have to make a conscious effort to shake it off. My question to anyone is, life is already riddled with complexities and challenges. Why make it harder for oneself to get along in the world? When a win-win situation can be created, create one.

Friendship.

I believe that duration does not necessarily designate friendship.

I believe that you can make friends with someone in a short encounter where you exchange the true fabric of your soul. And while your paths may never cross again, in your memory is a friend.

I make friends wherever I choose to be, and I choose to conduct my way that is universally understood. Unassuming, down-to-earth, confident, friendly, kind, a bit feisty, while trying to keep my belief systems secondary. What I believe are opinions - but my values and the way I conduct myself are inarguable things. Let's have that be the first impression you have of me.

I had a lengthy discussion with a friend of mine about being a social butterfly. In that sense, we are cut from the same cloth. Anywhere we go, by the energy we put out, we'll make friends along the way.

My friend posited a thought. That he has the friendship of so many, but always wanted to have a select few that he always hung out with. A posse. He wants to know if that would be better than what he has now.

I thought about that. It's a thought that has crossed my mind many times. I think they are both different - one isn't better than the other, and it depends on the lifestyle you want.

I know for myself, I like the friends/life balance I've attained. Maybe one day I'll settle down and not value as much the vicarious thrill of hearing other people's stories. But for the time being, it's a valuable thing to interact with all walks of life - different races, cultures, belief systems, occupations, majors, political beliefs, and hobbies. I'm imbibing it all and I'm insatiable; I can't imagine it any other way.

I've had the distinct pleasure of coming into contact with so many. Facebook has greatly helped in this area, as with my text message plan. :) I don't see my love for people and life being delimited to a few people. My nature is to be inclusive and by definition - there are no limits to the friendships I'll make in my lifetime.

Art Gallery.

I enjoy thinking about the ways that humans are bigger than themselves (collectively). We the people, as a movement. That's why I believe in Zero as a part of UNICEF. That's why when I hear the ambitiousness of Zero incidents as a goal for my job at an oil company, I believe it. It takes this belief, and everyone else's to make it happen.

Thanks.

When you look around, and have too many things to thank for, then you know you've made it. I am blessed, and it is a pleasure to be thankful for so many things.

There were so many beautiful moments this weekend and at the Banquet that I haven't had time to stop and pay tribute. But it is on its way. It's never too late to say the right thing. Who says there's one particular slot of time in which something is to be said? Although the winners in life are the ones that step forward and say I am first, I believe in creating my own possibilities too.

To the universe I send all of my positive and humbled energy saying 'Thank you.' I started off on this planet with nothing but the blood in my veins and not a cent to my name. I hope to leave it overflowing with gifts from my heart. Ones that you can see with your eyes and others that you can only see with your soul.

UNICEF.

This song caps it off for me.

For tonight to happen, was amazing.

There was such love in the whole room. I met new individuals who just stumbled upon the organization. I had my family in one table (lol they sat at the exact same table). I saw all familiar faces at the UNICEF Houston Office at the VIP table. I saw friends from MISSO like Christian and Barry. There were UNICEF members everywhere. I had some of my Beyond Excellence friends with me too. It was just a hodgepodge of people I knew from my life all around me - like the Titanic scene.

It's exactly what needed to happen for me, to allow me to excel for my finals.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RvloMFBffn4 - this song sums it up.

I don't have the words. I do but it would take far too long to describe the unceasing passion I have for UNICEF.

<3 UNICEF you've introduced an amazing chapter in my life, three years ago. I had no idea that you'd be the gateway to many successes. It really cements my thesis that as long as you channel your energies in things that you are truly passionate about, then paths will be paved for you. Something hasn't been done before? You be first. It's an amazing thing and an important lesson that I always look back upon. Thank you UNICEF.

Sent from Japan.

At my birthday - I was pulled into the bathroom by Sara. We talked for a few moments, and quickly Chau went to the bathroom and instead of going, we just walked out. I thought nothing of it. :)

I got back to the waiting area and Kyle told me to open his present immediately.

I liked this new take charge attitude in him, so of course I obliged.

I lifted the flap with the tape on it, and I suspended my disbelief. I thought to myself, oh god, if it's a Sentox Box I'm going to laugh but I'll be really pissed because I could have called it. [A sentox box is a 24 reference - it's a box that would spew out sentox nerve gas, or in this case it would probably throw flour at me as a mimicry.]

To my surprise, I saw something glittery come up, and it turned out that it was a person inside! It was my Japanese friend Amber Khan.

It took coordination from most of my friends to get her in here and to plan it out. I was baffled. And it makes my heart smile when I think of team work happening on this level.

What a great present!

Soul Owner.

One of my favorite words is soul. Just FYI.

From Philosophy:

Let's review your only true assets. You own your values, your integrity, your thoughts, your words, your actions, and therefore your destiny. Question: Are you proud of what you own? What is your true net worth to the world and the people around you? Are you really rich or do you just have money?

BAM. That's some deep stuff.

Airplanes.

Everyone has heard the song by B.o.B. Airplanes ft. Hayley Williams.

"Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars? I could really use a wish right now, wish right now, wish right now."

On the topic of wishes - I wish, for my life to be someone that could be universally understood.

The expressions on my face and the love from my heart would speak more than enough than the clothes on my body, the tone of my skin, the inability to speak their native tongue, and more. It's a very ambitious goal, but sometimes you feel love from someone who hasn't even verbalized it. They smile. They exude. Nonverbal signals. They speak with their eyes.

I want to focus on the commonalities I have with people. Why do we focus on the differences and are so quick to put up dividing lines?

I would love to travel the world, and meet people of all walks of life, friendly people who would love to trade the currency of love and compassion. That is my wish right now.

Shane Dawson.

He makes me happy. If I'm ever feeling down, I can watch a few of his videos, and it'll perk me right up.

He's so funny, so free and he reminds me of what it means to be open and genuine. He embodies the phrase: JUST BE YOURSELF.

Thanks Youtube for bringing him into my life, that fateful night I was writing my supply chain paper.

Even just hearing the intro song makes me smile. Shane is so loved, and he deserves it.

http://www.youtube.com/user/ShaneDawsonTV

The Underbelly.

I always try to look for the best in others and myself.

I am a big believer in "Fake it til you make it" mentality.

Your energy and your actions follow thought, and if I don't pay no credence to those negative, self-doubting thoughts, then the insecurity won't manifest itself.

It's not automatic however, and I realize that.

Sometimes it's very much a process.

I hear the conversation in my head. Every limitation in my life, is a result of a conversation I've had in my head.

I check the conversation. But I know sometimes I hit that panic zone.

I take a deep breath. Inhale. Exhale. And I hope that no one notices.

They say that a production is a good production as long as the audience believes everything has gone according to plan.

Associative Member.

To me, I have the understanding that the biggest thing I can do is defend all of those associations I have. It is the pride, respect, the honor.

A long time ago, I thought in terms of being a member of America. There weren't many other associations I had. I wasn't proud of my high school. I wasn't proud of my Vietnamese culture. I wasn't proud of being female.

Up until now.

I am American.
I am female.
I am Vietnamese.
I went to Klein Oak High School.
I go to the University of Houston.
I am a business major.
I am studying Management Information Systems.
I love psychology.
I love 19430123 bands and musicians.
I am a part of the Discover Leadership family.
I am Generation Y.
I am Texan.
I am a Houstonian.
I am a humanitarian and proud UNICEFian.
I am in the Honors College.
I love yoga.
I love photography.

And what it all comes down to is... even this is creating a dividing line.

I am HUMAN. The other ties that bind are secondary. My association with the human race, the family of brothers and sisters around me is most important.

If I am compelled to put the other traits before my human association, then I need to fall back and think of the person, not the argument. Hate the sin, not the sinner.

My Body.

After BE, I remember looking in the mirror and smiling so big.

I smiled more than I ever have in my life, and I recall saying, I AM SO BEAUTIFUL. HOW COULD I HAVE MISSED THIS FACT FOR SO LONG?

I definitely think I'm still beautiful, but those nagging correcting comments are coming to the surface more and more often.

Understanding my body shape, and not comparing it to others has been one of the single-handed most challenging things to deal with.

I have to understand the way I'm built means I have an athletic build. A few extra pounds will go to the wrong places, and it will look a bit off. I can't compare myself to others that can eat whatever because we're built differently. I have to work harder, eat smarter, and treat my body better.

I know I will do more to work out. But in the meantime, I will remember the way I smiled at myself - so in love - and remember that I am deserving of that affection, no matter how I look.

Discovery Green.

Walking through the quiet night, we discover Discovery Green.

There are so many little things that make it entirely lovable.

There's the listening pods where you can have a conversation from 30 feet across from each other. It's how it spawns conversations about the physics involved. PHYSICS. :) Only Discovery Green.

There's the ice rink, where at night, to walk on it with great company is divine. Walking on white ice, with only slight chilly skies is unheard of.

The fantastic green hills. The fun artistic structures everywhere.

The pebble pathway that sits across the lake. The lake is so serene to look out on in the middle of Downtown.

There's so many little things that make it a great place. The fountains that keep you guessing as it periodically squirts from different locations. The jungle gyms and monkey bars that are empty at this hour, gives you a monopoly on these child play things.

Life is good. And it will always be that way.