Purveyor of good vibes, Sometimes righteously angry

Ever heard this advice? Write the email reply to yourself, just don’t send it.

Expressing anger and resent is an important part of being human. Sometimes things are wrong, sometimes things make us angry. Most of the time, these are repeatable situations and offenses people deserve to know about, so they can avoid what you just lived.

It’s so important to have a support system and stating it like so makes it sound obvious. But what’s tricky is actively maintaining your support system. Don’t exhaust your friends or your audience, yet, warn them about the darker side. Take it in when your friends need it, but don’t forget, they are there when you need it. I admit I have trouble with bothering my friends in times of need.

Put out what you want to see more of. For me, I want to surround myself with good vibes. And thus, by virtue of that, wish to surround as many people as I can with good vibes.

Yes,  my family makes me angry.
What happened with Airbnb makes me angry.
Hearing about marginalized women makes me angry.

Understand that when we sound angry sharing angry stories, we don’t want to stay angry. We want you to know why things make us angry. We want you to be aware these issues exist.  We want to learn from it and improve.

At first, it made me nervous to publish anything not positive. Then I realized it affected my livelihood, our livelihoods, as creators and people. With the first post I heard from friends and new friends. Simply reading the post helped. These are constant reminders we’re not alone. And reminders things may never be the ideal at all times. But also it’s a reminder that it will get better if we are aware something is wrong and push back.

Let’s make it better, together.

Clash of Ideals.

My parents have always, and still, measure success by prestige. [1] 

They would’ve loved to say “My daughter go to Harvard.”
Now, they would love to say “My daughter work at Google.” [2]

But I actively rejected both paths.

My mum always makes a point to tell me the latest funnies in explaning me to other parents. It usually involves: statement, confusion, attempted proof, disbelief.

"Blah, blah, Carnegie Mellon." 
'Gua she me?' (Melon fruit what? for nonspeakers.)
"Blah, Pittsburgh, blah, snow, cold, blah, masters in 4 years."
'I don't believe you.'

It wasn’t until both degrees were in her hands any of the others really believed her. It irks me that it has to be this way. Not the fact that other parents like using me as a prime example of weirdo, but that my mum has to expend all this effort into proving these things are true. She can’t just talk about it. If it were Harvard and Google, then it’d somehow be taken as true. That’s how it is for everyone else.

I despise how prestige is how things are measured in this world [3], how it is everything. But, in the end, it’s my life, I only get one, and I shall spend it the way I wish. You should too. [4] I’m telling you now because it took me 20 years to realize this. I turned 22 less than a month ago. 

I don’t know how to solve, persay, this clash of ideals, but I felt like writing it out. 

I wish I could say my parents supported my creativity at the ripe age of 6 or are technologists themselves, but it isn’t the case. I can’t write an about page bio full of enriching childhood stories like all the others or post a picture of young me next to an old machine. [5] 

Again, I just wanted to say to anyone who’s growing up with this clash of ideals: You should really pursue what you’re passionate about and all will follow. Do it.


1. Sorry, I know I talk about this a lot.
2. Grammar is wrong on purpose.
3. Tiger parent world.
4. Yes - A one person audience was in mind as I composed this.
5. This post may be a byproduct of recent portfolio stalking of some designers and developers I admire. I’m honestly jealous of their childhood stories. It gives me the fuzzies to read them. And the jellies.

A tiny peek into what I’ve been busy spending my creative energy on this semester…

Something Borrowed. Happy Chinese New Year (and Valentines Day)! I present you Lotuses, as a bridge of the two. Their significance in Chinese cultural stems to Buddhism. No matter your beliefs, we can all learn something from the Lotus philosophy: the lotus stays afloat above surface in beauty even with its roots in the dirtiest waters.P.S. Lotuses is not my work as indicated by the theme’s title. It is one my Mom’s pieces. Found this also appropriate for the post since Eastern culture holds family heavily significant.

Something Borrowed. Happy Chinese New Year (and Valentines Day)! I present you Lotuses, as a bridge of the two. Their significance in Chinese cultural stems to Buddhism. No matter your beliefs, we can all learn something from the Lotus philosophy: the lotus stays afloat above surface in beauty even with its roots in the dirtiest waters.
P.S. Lotuses is not my work as indicated by the theme’s title. It is one my Mom’s pieces. Found this also appropriate for the post since Eastern culture holds family heavily significant.