I’ve only recently remembered that this blog existed. Scrolling through its contents from over a year ago, I can’t help but simultaneously cringe and chuckle at what had occupied my thoughts at the time. Among these initial reactions is an overwhelming sense of guilt for not having opened a blank document or picked up a … More Why write?
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Society looks down on quitters but sometimes quitting is the right thing to do. When a computer application is being incredibly slow, there’s little else you can do but quit the application by pressing Command-Q (or Control-Alt-Delete for you PC users out there). Similarly in real life quitting is sometimes simply necessary. I was one … More We’re all quitters.
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Everyone who understands how high school works knows how second semester senior year is supposed to be the best semester of high school. College applications are all sent in, second semester grades don’t matter as much and there’s nothing left to do but wait for decisions to come out in April. Achieving full-fledged “senioritis” is almost … More Second Semester Senioritis
Each wooden tablet, called an “ema,” has a message of good luck and is signed by a name. This wooden wall enclosure in itself contains thousands of names. Names of visitors from all over the world. Names in Japanese, Chinese, English, Spanish. I find comfort in the fact that I was able to leave behind a name … More A World of Wishes
My family uses our rice cooker just as often as we use our waffle iron. My freezer is equally filled with ziploc bags of frozen dumplings as it is with Hot Pockets. On Jan. 1 I will celebrate New Year’s Day and on Jan. 28 I will celebrate Chinese New Year. I did not inherit … More Holding on to My Heritage
Stillness envelops me as I stand encircled by a forest of white. Not a soul is around, just mine – warm, vibrant, and lively. . I taste the iciness in the air and it numbs my mind. Cheeks flushed, I breathe out – A thick fog of white appears and disappears. A sign of life. … More Blanket of Snow
A life spent Afloat Is a dangerous one indeed – To have no Purpose to devote Is to rest upon a river that has no stream. . Stuck Indefinitely in indecision As endless wading – becomes eternal Waiting – Carefully balanced on the brink of existence Going nowhere, Changing nothing. . To waver on either side … More A life spent Afloat
Hope. Expecting and knowing of nothing. But believing in something anyway.