I had it all planned out. Like most Asian Americans, I would get into an Ivy League school, get a white collar job that pays a ridiculous amount of money, marry a gorgeous wife, maybe have kids, and buy a sports car when I have my mid-life crisis. I got into a West Coast Ivy League school (you can figure out which one if you read my blog) but I discovered life is not that simple. I hit a snag. And I don't think I would have it any other way. This blog chronicles my journey.

Some things I like, off the top of my head and in no particular order: late nights at a diner, the older and homelier the better; dancing and/ or bouncing around in silly fashion when a DJ puts on a song I *really* like; pretending for a moment that I can actually sing (I actually can't) whilst driving with the stereo up loud enough to mask my voice; hosting a swanky soiree for friends, and friends of friends; lying on a warm beach basking in the sun and doing absolutely nothing; sitting on that very same beach, or any beach, really, at night staring serenely into a bonfire and celebrating the life that I have.

A True Kid

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