date College Update #5 I feel like I'm not doing a good job doing college updates. When I started this "series", I thought that I would be writing one every wee...
date Don't Look At Me When I was younger, I used to hate wearing a ponytail because it made me feel like a boy. I hated going to ballet classes because I becam...
date Moon Lullaby Dear Moon, I wish I was sorry You gave me your face And I took it and ran from home While the sky cried your tears As you slowly fade awa...
date Welcome Home. Finally. I don’t think I ever really absorbed the depth of the phrase, “you don’t appreciate what you have until it’s gone.” I understood it conce...
date The Asian Image Amid COVID-19 It’s hard to accept change as the new every day. It is the human condition to thrive in familiarity: when I was living on campus and had ...
date An excerpt that I liked I was reading an article by Trisha Low called “Against Pure Cinema” and I came across this excerpt that I wanted to share: it is very com...
date To the bottle of window cleaner sitting in the corner of my room I’m sorry. I really am. I built our relationship on the unstable foundations of promise and purpose, telling you every day that you were ...
date The Sentimental *Return* of the Receipt Before I left home to go back to college for Thanksgiving break, I opened the smaller compartment of my wallet and took out all of the re...
date Clouds I recently spent a weekend with my dorm friends in an AirBnb in the middle of the woods near a small lake. I will admit that the location...
date Saying Goodbye to Freshman Year Coronavirus. You hear it all everywhere, from the conversation happening at the table to the TV playing in the background. It’s almost as...