An Assortment of Not-Rights

Just figuring things out.


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  • Updates 05/08

    Updates 05/08

    Much of the rest of the year hinges on the fact that I get these concert tickets; not in that I am an uberfan (although I am), or that we are desperate enough to pay an egregious amount of money (my friend said he would pay for both our tickets as a gift), but that Continue reading

  • dirt under my nails

    dirt under my nails

    a post long overdue. Continue reading

  • Linguistics

    Linguistics

    Most people I know now would be shocked to hear that I was one of those kids that just couldn’t sit still in preschool. I had gone to two different preschools – the first was when I was three, and because I was too rambunctious, a different one when I was four. Nothing truly changed Continue reading

  • A random fictional draft amongst 100s.

    A random fictional draft amongst 100s.

    This writer’s block isn’t anything like the one I had my first semester, but it festers in other ways. I wish I had something beautiful to say but my days are filled with talking to the man that works at the Dunkin [he used to live in Chennai, and upon finding out I’m Tamil, started Continue reading

  • a short statement of gratitude.

    Something peculiar happened today, about an hour ago, and that was that I drove past my elementary school and was filled with absolutely no dread at all – much of my high school years were filled with looking away when driving by my old elementary and middle school, and that’s gone! If it isn’t obvious, Continue reading

  • Dreamscapes and Architecture

    Dreamscapes and Architecture

    My dreamscape consists of an upside house and a crumbling apartment complex, boldly allowing me to float between the pillars, avoiding toppling rubble because it’s my dream, and in my dream I’m able to dodge whatever I want to – that is, until I’m forced to shift to the next dreamscape, being crushed by a Continue reading

  • New Year ramblings.

    New Year ramblings.

    A new year and I don’t feel any different. In fact, I feel years younger than I really am. Of course, when somebody asks how old I am, I say 18. 18 is monumental. Voting! Legal! 18 is one of those checkpoint ages; in my head, though, I hesitate. I say 15, because that’s how Continue reading

  • Horror & Stalking (not related)

    Horror & Stalking (not related)

    Recently, I’ve found myself leaning into horror a bit more. I always found the genre a bit meaningless and uninteresting. Jumpscares and spooky things got me but I didn’t really believe in ghosts or religious exorcisms (religious horror movies were my most despised genre) and so I was never truly scared of them. However, I’ve Continue reading

  • A blog post about blogging.

    A blog post about blogging.

    An intro of some sort, maybe a confession, too. Continue reading