The entries below are purely fiction. 9.14.20 I like the colour grey. The more and more it rains, the more and more I like the colour grey. It’s funny how different the city looks when it rains. All the pedestrians take out their umbrellas, and from my balcony they look like little, multi-coloured Pac Men,... Continue Reading →
Perhaps
I can't deny there is an empty feeling now within me. Perhaps it has to do with growing older and finding myself but I seriously feel like connecting with people on a deeper level is difficult for me. I've weighed the possibilities that perhaps my friends are not right for me or perhaps I am... Continue Reading →
Another excerpt from my Diary
June 9th - LoveLove is my worst enemy,Affection is its venom.It sedates you with its caress and nibbles at your throat. Falling victim to its charms and rituals,You allow yourself to be paralyzed.Then to be blindfolded.Then to see again. I am in the purgatory between love and hate. I was blindfolded only to be left in darkness;My eyes... Continue Reading →
I eat so much sushi.
I had my first Curatorial Studies class today and I'm worried that the intensity from the over cynical girls in my class will rub off on me like burrs in a forest. One of them said they didn't like National Geographic Magazine because it dumbs down history. Being an artist with a collection made only... Continue Reading →
Famous Last Words 