Just like that, it’s over. I spent 16% of 2019 abroad. Singapore has become more than just the place I visited for two months. It became my temporary home. The place I grew. The place I created some of the best memories of my life. The place I laughed until I cried. The place I […]
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I have completed half of my college journey. I am in utter disbelief. Last year, at this time, I was the most miserable version of myself. On the outside, I had a smile that made it appear like everything in my life was fine. I got a summer internship, I was involved on campus, and […]
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This cheesecake has transformed my perception of love. I will only accept a person who complements me as well as this chewy, crispy cookie and delicate, sweet cheesecake. Someone who will treat me like chocolate ganache; it’s gold. I have always thought it is weird that people use relationship-centric rhetoric to describe food. “They complement […]
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Can we just talk about how it’s already May? I mean, wow. 2019 only has 7 more months. My life is moving incredibly fast. The semester is almost over. All that stands between me and “freedom” are four exams. Let me repeat. Four. Exams. Four exams all during the same week. Some during the same […]
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Fruity Pebbles. Units of colorful puffs. Elements of fruity flavor. The flavor of my childhood. Sickly sweet. How could this pass as an appropriate breakfast? I’m not complaining, just asking. This ice cream transports me back to those times. Times when I would wake up 15-minutes before I had to go to school; rushing to […]
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If I could describe myself as a dessert, I would say I am a cheesecake. A cheesecake is simple — only needing a couple of ingredients. Cream cheese, eggs, sugar, etc. and there you go. A cheesecake is flexible. Don’t love Oreos? Add strawberry jam instead. Not a fan of that either? Don’t add any […]
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Three colors. Three flavors. Three experiences. The number three is weird. We separate phone numbers in three. We say statements like “third times a charm.” We count to three before we open a tight jar (I can’t be the only one who has trouble opening jars of strawberry jam). I practice something called the “three […]
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