June 1-2 It's just a number, right? 3 harmless digits and a decimal, which indicate the force that gravity exerts on my body. But I shouldn't have stepped onto that scale. Curiosity killed the cat, and no satisfaction can bring it back. After the chamber opens, Schrödinger's cat isn't coming back to life. While waiting … Continue reading Curiosity Killed Schrödinger’s Cat
God broke through Monday night. This wasn't a dream. The reality was, that God met us in Ja's room that night. 'Code' names: Mc, Ja, Se, So, Mu Previously, I was in recovery for an eating disorder. Less than a week ago, I was under attack again. Starve! it commanded me, and the urge became … Continue reading Fresh.
When I entered college, I operated under two assumptions: firstly, that I was neurotypical*; and secondly, that I would become a pre-medical biochemistry major, as soon as I got the chance to declare. My first and second year, respectively, broke apart these foundations of how I understood myself as a person and student, but gave … Continue reading Testimony: Amazing Grace
Everything seems wrong this week. My mom is in the hospital, I'm only registered for two classes, and Jet's adoption seems as out of reach as ever. My days have been chaotic and tearful, and despite my best attempts at remaining positive, I feel a bit like Job, sitting among the ashes. I need to … Continue reading Super Blue Blood Moon
Earlier this January, I was meant to go on a service trip to Nicaragua. I flew to Boston a few days early to get settled, rest a little, and pack. The day before departure, I learned that my flight was cancelled. Bummer, but no big deal. I knew about the blizzard that was about to … Continue reading Wintersession 2018: Float On Alright
Like quantum theory, I knew that I, the particle, was being observed and recorded, but I had Deus ex machina on my side - no dice.
I free myself from my cashmere cape and drape it around my awkwardly high chair. Perching from this vantage point, I face the rectangular table, nested among letterpress tools, jars of utensils, and shelves of carefully filed stamps. I am here without guarantee of return. Having submitted a waitlist request a few days ago, I … Continue reading A Book of One’s Own
"Bonana-appetit!" the young man expatiates as he turns to the window on his left. I look too, and indeed, there is a man facing the street, biting into his banana. I appreciate the pun and I pass the young man who said it. A few paces later, I hear him turn to his companion, and … Continue reading “Bonana-appetit!”
This semester I took a leap and started a brand new language. Français. I already know how to exchange greetings, talk about going to class, and I know how to express the different genres of books and movies. Today I said in class, "Je suis chinoise et americaine." Why is this a big deal (for … Continue reading “Je suis…” A Note on Identity
Of the 70% water that our bodies are supposedly made up of, a good portion of mine has been assimilated from tea, though it wasn't always that way. As a child and early teenager, I was always irked with hot water. It took too long to cool, and once it had reached an acceptable temperature, … Continue reading Tea: More Than Just a Beverage