>here i am, sitting in my 8th floor apartment at the corner of sidney and pacific. on my left are cherry-red plastic boxes overflowing with books, sweaters, and an embarassing number of disposable chopsticks. on my right, the cambridge horizon unfurls its splendor; from central square and beyond, i can see the towers of my … Continue reading
>hello, world. yes, she is back. for those of you who have noted countlessly again and again that my blog has been terribly ill-maintained (i can reassure you that senior year did indeed occur, whether it was apparent from the online observer or not), i have chosen to resurface and right (write?) the wrongs of … Continue reading
>do you ever feel as if your life is just one big movie? be careful. you never know who might be watching.
>okay, for all those to whom i extolled the wonderful nostalgia of that-candy-whose-name-i-cant-remember-but-has-that-cool-necco-wafer-texture-esque-stick-which-you-insert-into-bags-of-color-crystal-dust-and-lick-off-with-sugarcoated-bliss, this is proof that i am not having some freudian slip-pily misappropriated memory. oh, to only be able to savor again that handheld wand of pink delight… as for this… wanna play?
cmliu 