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(For anyone that’s concerned, this is my CommonApp essay.) I love eating toothpaste! Minty and crisp, with just about the right creamy texture topped by bits of chocolate, a touch of pure decadence. Whether it’s Ben & Jerry’s or Breyers, there is a wonderful contradiction in every scoop: a mélange of discipline and indulgence. While […]
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All of these write-ups / free-verse poetry are random drafts I wrote on my notes. Most of them have no structure to it as I simply kept them as placeholders for ideas to expand upon later. Tread with caution into the world of my bizarre ideas haha! last timei remember seeing your face for the […]
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In a country lost to a powerful machine, an elderly woman recounts her strange encounter with a friend who leapt through time.
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MUN is a term that often feels alien to me these days. quite ironic considering MUNs have been a staple of the past 4 years of my life. from eighth grade till now, the very last minute before college applications. i understand that whatever i have done till now is a feat, if not extraordinary. […]
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my my my, i still cannot fathom that this album was released. summer began with “part of the band”, and since then i have been patiently awaiting for their 5th studio album, being funny in a foreign language. Interestingly enough, three of the songs were released at crucial moments (“happiness” was literally released at the […]
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let’s start off with my favorite shot among these scans. if a kodak funsaver can take this, imagine an actual film camera… i like how the color pops here. a solid reference for those concerned about the kodak 800 iso color films. i regret not moving closer to take this one ugh. very trippy experience. […]
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On winning two awards at the ceremony at London O2 Arena, Alex Turner, the flamboyant frontman of the beloved Sheffield rock band Arctic Monkeys, said, “That rock‘n’roll, eh? That rock’n’roll, it just won’t go away. It might hibernate from time to time, sink back into the swamp. I think the cyclical nature of the universe […]
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it was a winter night, cold, lonely, and hungry, i lived in an old gargoyle’s basement in preparation for a hunt there wasn’t much only a small window to tell the time, the pungent smell of hazelnut brew from upstairs, mixed with the smell of wet wood sometimes i’d hear the flakes of snow falling […]
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I can fondly remember the triumphs of my freshmen year of high school. That ego boost from getting a club leader position, winning Model UN accolades, and joining the gym. Ah, such times! I used to sacrifice so much of my sleep just so I could feel like I was slightly better than everyone else. […]
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