Sometimes I feel that my anxiety is the one thing that kills me softly and keeps me alive. And then there's you.
Math freaks me out sometimes. The uncertainty in life freaks me out too because, in the face of life, I am never in control. Frankly, I’d rather do the math. I wish my life were a transition matrix. I would just put the elements of my life into the grids, and then I could calculate,… Continue reading MATH, ECON & STATS
Alcohol is dumb. That’s why I seldom get drunk. Love is dumb. That’s why I never fall in love. Yet I get drunk when I am with this person, even when I am sober. When you let your guard down you are powerless. You won’t stop giggling and you will lose your shoes when you… Continue reading DUMB, NOT DRUNK.
(Translation of a screenplay) Mom and dad believed that chopsticks point to where home is at. The lower I hold my chopsticks, the closer I am to home. But dad always wanted me to hold the tip of the chopsticks because he wanted me to see the world. Home is where the world is, he… Continue reading CHOPSTICKS
We are leaning towards a more and more opaque society, towards an even more intangible world where data collected about you will decide even larger facets of your life. Eventually, your whole existence will be affected.
I can't do this sober. Fuck the world. Parden my French. It kept raining and I got sad. I am overly dramatic when I cook. My professor says I hedge the bet when I speak and write. Write drunk, edit sober. Instagram is where I find, create, and fabricate romance. I want to see the… Continue reading A FEW THINGS THAT I JOT DOWN IN 2017 WHEN I AM SOBER, WHICH IS ALWAYS.
(INSPIRED BY REAL EVENT) I was six and in kindergarten. What exactly happened? I don't seem to remember. The only thing I remember was being in pain, great pain. I’ve been having bad dreams since I don't know when. It’s always the same. I was in an endless abysmal. At the end of that endless… Continue reading TRANSLATION OF A SCREENPLAY