TRUTH.

wheeeeee thanksgiving! I’m ridiculously excited about being able to leave harvard for 1.5 days. i can haz sad life?

my life philosophy is beginning to veer dangerously close to this. blah

I love Hong Kong so much

I am tired and stressed and ache all over.

Someone was accepted into Harvard Law School today and about 10 gchat statuses announced it.

Everything will be all right. Every day, I have to constantly remind myself of why I work - because I never want a quiet life in the midwest. Because I want Hong Kong. Because I need Harvard Law. There’s no other way and no other choice. And I pray that everything is going to be alright.

I feel like that’s what I need to do. Writer’s block. 20 page story due on Tuesday. I have nothing to say.

In high school, the words never ended. Back then, the task of organizing the chaos of life merited pages after pages of fiction, or creative non-fiction, of poetry.

And now, the more I’ve seen and experienced, the less I have to say.

I have nothing to say - about that moment in Hong Kong, about the healing in San Francisco, about her death on the high way, about China. nothing

oh John Irving

my closet literally looks like this.It’s a sign I’ve been spending too much money.