June 2012
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Home
At the station,
Awaiting for the train to arrive,
Misplaced in the crowd.
My voice,
Muffled by the chaos,
Lost its grasp.
The old lady,
Unashamed, snaked her way through the crowd,
And cut the line.
The couple,
Ignorant, argued and disputed,
About trivial #firstworldproblems.
But then there was me,
Waiting for the train to arrive -
I just want to go home,
Whatever that means.
December 2011
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"When The Fairy Tale Ends, Real Life Begins"
kaileyjean:
What a powerful statement!
thatonefilipinamergary:
This is one of the most amazing thing’s Ive seen on Tumblr.
This really gets to you.
September 2011
5 posts
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Take a break.
There are moments in life when we all just need a break. A break from the conventions of the world; a break from the formalities of the world; and a break from who we are and how we are perceived by others.
I would say that I’ve been living pretty much a well-planned life. Just like many Asians (didn’t want to generalize, but it’s true), I do pretty much what everyone else...
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French Orgasm
nicole-dreambook:
In French they use the term “la petite mort” as an idiom for an orgasm.
That means “little death”.
Gotta love the French.
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Vulnerability.
Life can be intimidating, especially when uncertainty is constantly overshadowing like the gloomy weather of Pittsburgh.
In these moments of uncertainty, fear, and inconceivable fate, it can take great effort to regain confidence and competence in life. But it is in these moments of solitude that we realize we’re not alone.
Some say that life is a train ride, you meet new people at...
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WIN WIN.
The explosions, the action and the challenges to our imagination that many Hollywood blockbusters strive for today deserves to be deemed creative successes, but it is not everyday now that the film industry is willing to invest in a film that depicts the life of normal human beings.
WIN-WIN is a movie that does exactly that.
Certainly, the situation in which the movie depicts is not something...
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你好，美好。
美好，往往只有過了才會發現，
現今，你我卻被現實所糾纏；
無法忘卻過往，更無法面對未來，
用敷衍的態度，當作一面擋箭牌。
殘酷的回絕了身旁的人事物，
以為如此便可以盡情的回憶過去。
卻不知道，這種迷戀，
也會讓那似乎美好的過去漸漸變的醜惡；
卻不知道，這種迷戀，
更讓現實中那些真心的夥伴相繼的離你而去。
珍惜現在，才會發現一味的逃避，
只會讓自己和周遭的人片體鱗傷。
珍惜現在，才能讓美好不只是過去式。
人生因真實而美麗，因不完美而美麗。
只能回憶的美好，不會是最美的，
因為它缺乏那種臨場感，
更重要的是，它永遠都將面臨被遺忘的可能。
活在當下，珍惜當下，
這，才是最美的人生。
June 2011
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Writing About Writing
So here’s the deal, English is not my first language, which makes me an ESL apparently. (*note the redundancy) Um okay… What does that have to do with anything, you ask? Well, since I haven’t written anything in such a long time, I thought I’d first use that as an excuse for this piece of poorly written writing that I’m about to write. And what’s the subject for...
February 2011
2 posts
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Waiting for Superman
We live too good of a life that we sometimes take for it granted. We complain about it and even at times we say we hate it. But think about it this way: there are many people out there without the chance to even complain about their lives. They live a life where the only thing they can and should do, is think about how to survive this next minute. It’s true.
We take so many things in life...
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Social Crisis
So it’s at this point of the year when the littlest things can become significant sources of rage. It’s also at this point of the year when I feel like I’m going through some sort of social crisis. Memories of the past are still unforgiving in trying to congest and delude my mind, and as I am writing this, I am hoping that maybe I’ll just be able to gain the motivation to...
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You know your prof is stalking you when...
So this really did happen to me today...
Prof: Are you ok?
Me: Yeah?
Prof: You're from Canada right?
Me: Yeah? Wait... how do you know?
Prof: I can tell by looking at your back.
Me: What? (started taking my jacket off to see if there's a post it or something...but to no avail). Wait what... how do you know??
Prof: Vancouver?
Me: Yeah?? Seriously, how do you know?
Prof: I can just tell by looking at your back.
Me: ...
January 2011
2 posts
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Life 2.0
A micro-chip.
I must admit that before encountering her, I did not put much thought into defining what life meant for me. In fact, I was programmed to think that way. The micro-chip that had been implanted into my brain when I was young passively dictated my life up until this point. Always having been recognized as the ‘bright’ one in school, and the ‘best’ at everything...
December 2010
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沒有聖誕老人的聖誕節
我想我大概已經七八年沒用中文寫作了。這樣的衝動卻在我過完了聖誕節那天，有些莫名其妙的狀態下到來了。
今年的聖誕節，有別於以往，雖然沒有那飄落在大地上的雪花伴隨，卻讓我在一種奇妙的氣氛下與我的小學同學和老師相見了。也不知道是緊張還是興奮，在見到同學們之前我確實有點忐忑不安。邊吃著飯邊聊天，回味一些小學時期的往事，我不禁感到一陣欣慰及感慨。欣慰的是那些小學的回憶在我看來並未流失，感慨的卻是時光飛逝，而那兒時的簡單及單純卻不知道還能維持多久。
聊著小學時的鉤心鬥角和打情罵俏，同學們並不覺得尷尬，反而是一笑置之。 能夠毫無記掛的回憶小學時光，我想這也是一種成長吧。
長了這麼大，才若有所悟的感覺到，...
November 2010
3 posts
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"Life Is Unfair And Then You Die"
It was in 8th grade French when I first heard it.
I couldn’t tell if my French teacher was just being a pessimist or if he was trying to be intimidating in front of the rebellious youngsters.
Of course, having been such an optimistic 8th grader, I took the statement as a joke. Little did I know that reality, which I had total faith in at the time, would gradually succumb to this...
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The Incompletion of Today is for the Completion of...
It was 4:00 am.
Sitting in the library all by myself, in front of an unfamiliar computer, I was writing my contribution paper for Interpretation and Argument.
So it seems like a fairly normal thing to do at CMU, staying up late, writing a paper, stuck in the library. However, it took a lot of decision making in the previous sentence as you will find out below:
1) To write my paper in the...
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fractured.
As if the world could no longer conceive my love,
it neglected my existence.
My heart, fractured,
in pieces, then blown away by the restless wind.
As if the world could no longer contain my ambitions,
it deprived me of exuberance.
My motivation, fractured,
in pieces, then drowned by the relentless downpour.
As if the world could no longer embrace my dignity,
it stripped away my virtues.
...
October 2010
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One Way Traffic
Under the city sky,
Swamped by the city lights,
I lost myself in chaos.
Where is life taking me,
In this one way traffic?
People passing by,
Cars zooming through,
But there was not one person,
Who looked back.
I wished they would just look back,
And acknowledge my presence,
Or just look back,
To get a glimpse of this world
In its entirety.
Where is life taking me,
In this one way...
September 2010
4 posts
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Update: F*@# YOU AMERICA
Um… so, it turns out that before insurance coverage, I actually owed the hospital $1786.89. Now, I am really grateful that I am insured. Below are the specifics that accumulated to this unbelievable amount:
Emergency Services IV Therapy-General $63.25
Emergency Services Emergency Room $887.75
Pharmacy IV Solutions $71.00
Lab-Chemistry $615.25
Pharmacy-Detailed Coding $149.64
This leads...
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F#*@ YOU AMERICA
So, first I’d like to apologize for the title of this post, but I just had to let that one out. As a Canadian, I should know better what a civilized human being entails, however in the case of what happened, I simply could contain my frustration, and therefore chose to barf it all out on this post.
As some of you might have known, on my way back to Pittsburgh this summer, I got air sick...
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Conundrum
It’s 2 am,
And here I am,
In a room deprived of human presence,
Sitting in front of my desk,
Trying hard to make myself comfortable.
It’s difficult.
Loneliness crept,
Up my spine,
And into my brain,
Until I was num from my senses,
Paralyzed.
The world froze,
Temporarily,
Underneath the blatant sky,
While I tried to recover.
Something inside me,
Ripping,
The jarring sounds of life,
Echoing.
But...
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Existence
Sometimes I wonder about my own existence,
and it’s when I wonder that I begin to realize what a lonely world I live in.
A world full of people,
Or to be exact,
A world full of lonely people.
And if I had no relationship with the world,
why do I exist.
“What defines my existence?”
I sometimes ask myself.
“What makes my existence worthwhile?”
I sometimes...
May 2010
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Day 51.
Day 51.
The sensation of loneliness gradually diminished as I crossed out another day on the calendar; it became apparent to me that I would be living in this space for the remaining period of my stay. It was a room of whitewashed walls, with several tattered spots revealing the concrete behind. However, the room itself was so perfectly cubed that it provided an appallingly detached feeling from...
