#instacapture v1

I don't personally spend a lot of time on Instagram (relative to other heavy Instagram users), because I like seeing images with a little more story & visual depth. So I like to actually search up the blogger's blog and catch all the rest of the photo story/editorial or enjoy images online on Tumblr - via a bigger screen, y'know? I'm using my invincible and super aged Galaxy S2 (whaaaat??? They made an S2??? Yes... It was the start of all Samsung Galaxy Saga..... Sigh), and the screen is just too small for quality Instagram sessions. But when I do go on it, I like to capture some posts that I want to come back to. So I think I'm going to start an #Instacapture blog post series where I share with you the captures I took on Instagram...............

The benefits? I guess it's another extension into my brain.
But maybe you can find some cool followers I like.
Or maybe you can pick up some tips on what's -- literally -- trending right now.


1. I made mom buy FROZEN PIZZA just for emergency Rachel munchie times. 
2. Apparently HEDGEHOGS ARE EVIL according to New Zealand & Vice. 

 

3. FASHION TIPS: ONLY WEAR ONE COLOUR HEAD TO TOE (two colours are okay, too, but have to be done via pattern). 

4. Uncomfortable lifestyle supposedly leads to advancement. On a side note, get me a puppy? 

5. This hat will never get old. Nor will Pharrell. (Wiz is included in honour of 420).

6. BLUE BLUE BLUE. If you need more BLUESPIRATION, you can watch the following movies: THE WAY, WAY BACK (drama, comedy) & ONE DAY (romance, bad movie). I guarantee that you will be exposed to abundant amount of "blue" and the next morning will proceed to pick out a "blue" outfit. 

7. Dull & bleak surprises = #EverydayLife #Instadaily #oxymoron

IG: rachelchungg

*** see you around again *** 

@ JJ Bean

When the round of final exam dates hit, my wallet also always is about to go empty. Staying at home = Netflix = no productivity. Studying outside = coffee $ + lunch $ + dinner $ + irresponsibly-drink-the-stress-away-at-night $ + cab $... What does the university expect me to do? Oh, right, say yes to another 2% tuition increase. So for such facts, I came out today to go job hunting and keep my options open a little bit and yet again, I'm sitting at JJ Bean sipping an americano whining on the keyboard.

So this morning I had a (sort of random) Cactus Club Cafe interview.....

Rachel if she actually gets the position...... #HoopEarrings


While waiting for my interview turn in the foyer of the beautiful Coal Harbour Cactus Club Cafe establishment, I swiped through all my "competitors," and I must say that I never felt so much in need of curling my hair. They were all in pretty dresses, too; I wore pants. They had full make-up and this one girl on my left was wearing Riri's purple shade from MAC that came out last winter!!!! I was so jealous because it was sold out all 3 consecutive times I went to MAC.

All in all, it was sort of depressing. At least I woke up early today. At least I got to walk around Coal Harbour and feel good. At least I find myself in awe in the fact that I probably do live in world's best city.... HOW CAN IT BE THIS PRETTY. #gawkingallday

>> iampurpose.tumblr.com to see rachie's brain in jpegs <<

>> iampurpose.tumblr.com to see rachie's brain in jpegs <<

Return

Today I return with some peace on my mind and with "chutzpah" around all the dull corners of my mentality and life. However insecure that may sound, I am the most confident about myself and my surrounding environment right now. I can't articulate how satisfied I am at the moment into words, because there seems to be absolutely no thin ice under me. Am I grounded? Is this growing up and knowing yourself? Or is this an alternate reality that grown-ups make for themselves so that they can call themselves grown up?

Let us end with the word games and believe in emotional intelligence.

source: iampurpose

I have had the most wonderful past few days filled with Netflix, friends, good coffee, drinks, IM messages, Snapchat, Korean food, company, never-ending assignments, and even some reading. The sun had graced the people of Vancouver to its almighty beauty and happiness for a few days before letting the rain fall to freshen up the city. The cherry blossoms are all dead on the sidewalk and make me feel good to be born human-can you believe being born as a cherry fucking blossom? Never. One will have a lifespan of at maximum one week, weather permitting. Ugh. But coming back on point, I'm basically laying the grounds on the good days I've had. Ergo, I'm blogging again. This summer, I have a feeling that I will take up on some personal challenges all revolving around the central theme of REGULARITY. Making some DAILY PATTERNS. Having a REGULAR lifestyle. Y'know like waking up at a certain time and keeping up with the blog, giving some love to the regular people, texting mommy a nice text at 2 pm when she's just chilling on Facebook, attempting to work out for 15 minutes... Stuff like that...

This was further enforced by myself unto myself after watching Bill Cunningham New York.

REFLECTION POINTS:
a) I need to go to NYC.
b) I need to be like this guy - I need to have one look, ride my bike, become really old, be a walking encyclopedia about one topic, do not give a fuck about money, and go to church every Sunday.

Whatever that Bill Cunningham has NEVER conveyed to the public gets communicated in this short documentary. Wonderfully edited with past and current clips, holistically respectful to Bill, and finally with great emphasis on NYC, the city itself, is amazing. It is only about 90 min long, which makes it just a nap-replacer. I cried a lot since Bill is going to go sometime soon and his absence will inevitably create a void.

Anyways, I have a long way to go until I can be a sophisticated lady, yet a New Yorker. So I guess I'll just keep tumbling around and grow some branches. From those arms, I'll fixate on a few things and lay down some roots. And then I will become a cherry blossom tree and flutter my life away within a week.

Hey man, that doesn't sound that bad. #CherryBlossomSuicidalNote #FictionorNot?

Sorry for being creepy. I'm just neurotic. That's all. Don't mind my words.

source: thetrustdoesnotexist

-- PEACE OUT -- VANCITY SUMMER 2014 -- STOKED --