In the dream, I’m late for my internship with an Asian film director. They’re shooting on top of a large cliff overlooking the sea. The sun is bright, sky is blue, and there’s plenty of lush grass beneath our feet. Our, being myself, the director, his assistant, and the hundred actors comprising two armies of […]
Apologies in advance for obscurity. There used to be a time when people would crowd into my room to watch Ninja Warrior and The Colbert Report. It was a time when Papa Johns was frequent and delightful, when we had to schedule hangouts on the weekends to accomodate my work schedule, when it was predicted […]
The Sims is a series of award-winning games that let you control simulated people, each with their own needs, desires, relationships and futures. Some players choose to build elaborate houses, giving their characters a dream home and letting them roam free to do as they pleased. I, on the other hand, played The Sims very […]
Spring break isn’t anything remarkable to blog about this year. I didn’t decide to to go some island with wonderful weather or abroad to some place with lax alcohol or drug use laws. Despite this, this spring break needs to be one of the most remarkable. The past few weeks have seen me at my […]
She once told me that if we were to be together, she would probably have an argument with me and break up with me after only a few months. She had told me more than a few times that I couldn’t handle her temper, that no one could, that I was only inviting disaster by […]
It’s still hard to imagine my parents as people who once had lives like the one I’m leading right now. To me, their lives had always started with…well, me. It’s when tidbits about their past are fed to me that I start to get curious about what their lives were like before they settled down. […]
Even the naive get tired when the only progress to be made is negative. Luckily nothing ever breaks; instead, incompatibilities are discovered. The ideal was worthwhile, but ultimately it belongs solely to the mellow.
Strangely, the closest I came to crying over her was when she was being cursed out. As with all instances of tearing, I was split between wanting to embrace it and suppress it. It all came about from a thought that had been stubbornly persistent: if I could go back one year, would the knowledge […]
Bostonians, I realize that the Red Sox entering the World Series fills your understandably dull lives with rich meaning and incomparable delight, but please, refrain from having a car horn orgy. We can all see that you are fully capable of tapping your car horn multiple times in succession, but might I suggest you instead […]
Defiantly, exasperatingly, but resolutely choosing friends once again. For once, I’m going to douse a bridge.