I only say "more-than-bearable" because usually a Thursday night is night lab and night lab is my peak point of stress in any given week. This particular Thursday though I got to tag along with friends who wanted tacos at 11pm. It was a glooooorious time. Like any other timid adventurist, I live for these … Continue reading Photoset: A More-Than-Bearable Thursday Night
I did a very hipster-suburban-cliche thing the other day. I set out for a picnic (except without food and without company). My mind was blank, the breeze got overbearingly cold, and it was super boring but it was also definitely one of the greatest experiences I've had all quarter. Here are some pictures.
The first birthday of this blog was supposed to be this big virtual celebration where I would describe my before's and after's since the first post, how much I've grown, all my plans for the future, blah blah blah, all that. I was even planning to get myself a red velvet cupcake and blow a … Continue reading Pretend it’s April 20, 2018
Foreword If you come across this post by chance, look to the universe. If you come across this through a link, look to the sender. Either way, someone wants you to know you are loved. This is for you, the reader. For you, the friend. Chapter 1: wind + water Take my hand whenever you … Continue reading Send this Letter to a Friend
i'm not the biggest fan of poetry because it’s too dense for me to understand because i don’t have the capacity to feel what the words are trying to convey because my eyes have an intense aversion to this physical format but i literally cannot form complete sentences that can make it to the other … Continue reading list of sorry’s
[BURNOUT SERIES PART 2] hello, it is Fran's second voice. this is weird isn't it? but it's happening hahahah so bear with me. hmmm how do I explain this without being cringey? the Fran that writes and is super in touch with her emotions, the Fran that is trying her best to get back into … Continue reading Cope
[BURNOUT SERIES PART 1] I'm going downhill really quick. From Square 1 to Square -3 in less than a day. I don't know how it happened but everywhere I turn, there's a slab of impenetrable cement keeping me in one place. I'm in a box and the stench in here is suffocating me. The walls … Continue reading Pit
So there I was, tapping the last capillary tube on the counter. The last melting point I had to take, after three trials of error (and error and error). "15 minutes of lab left!" It was fine. Everything was going fine. My partner and I had split today's procedure so we could finish on time. … Continue reading Why Cry in the Club When You Can Cry in Lab