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Posted on December 31, 2011

I step off the ferry and find myself in a dusty port town. I’m now on Isle Y, a smaller sister island that is known for world-class diving and sand that feels like flour. I have no definite agenda; all I want to do is snorkel. People assure me I’m in the right place. I arrange a ride for myself because I decide I want to go to the other end of the island, the one that is presumably emptier. Cruise ships arrive to this port town and demented old white people who have the “latest technology” in fanny packs decide to roam around a bit to “experience the nation”, until they decide it’s too dirty or foreign or a small blister forms on…

2011: 12 Lessons in 12 Months

Posted on December 28, 2011

I had little expectations for 2011. I always felt that some of my peers were a little too uptight with everything. Furiously scribbling down resolutions that – let’s be real – won’t get checked off the list, worried about job-hunting, boyfriend/girlfriend-catching, school-excelling, and place-going is a lot of pressure to put on oneself, especially when factors out of their control are involved. So I decided to go with it. That was my goal. To not be completely subject to the moody whims of life, but to accept them with an open mind and the thought that perhaps there is purpose behind the seemingly-random events that we like to label as ‘all of a sudden’. I feel like I did what I needed to do…

It’s F****** Christmas Time.

Posted on December 18, 2011

The falling snow will fall until I decide virtual snow went from being a novel idea to a thoroughly annoying feature, which will probably happen sooner than later. Or until January 4th, 2012, when it shuts itself off. Christmas is not only my favorite holiday but also one of my favorite times of the year; it’s the season when the most amount of people simultaneously and collectively realize what’s important. It may not last, but even a blip on the radar of overt goodness is better than nothing. So. Have a Merry Christmas. Love, Hugs, Kisses, and Bolts,  Squeaky Robot

Important Realizations of December 15th, 2011

Posted on December 15, 2011

1) You can cut your Starbucks bill by 75% if you keep your cup. I am a sporadic coffee-drinker and Starbucks-attender so I didn’t know this until today, when I finished my last drop of black coffee and then looked down into my empty cup and pouted. Upon seeing this, a barista informed me I could get a refill for a mere 55 cents. What a world! Why is Starbucks charging $1.60 for a paper cup?? Oh, that’s right. It’s a business. 2) There is a soup kitchen exactly one block away from my home. I got up at the butt-crack of dawn to attend a volunteer orientation, and I’ll be officially reconvening my random bouts of community service in January. The manager working…

The City of Luck: Likeng Reprise

Posted on December 14, 2011

Little Likeng is not lucky itself (this hasn’t been proven or unproven by me, actually), but much luck can be found in the gambling rings hidden in the lazy shops and make-shift restaurants and labyrinthine back-alleys that pepper this oasis among the paddies. I apologize for the random postings. In between projects, my mind is already scattered, you see, and in my defense, it is hard to stop thinking of summertime in China when one has already experienced the utter delight of the place. I also really like this picture.

The Roundabout Introduction of the Isle of X

Posted on December 10, 2011

Blogging is not only a forum for me to fabricate a word or two and completely get away with it free of criticism under a guise of creative license. It’s first and foremost a place to document my projects, adventures, photographical development, bucket-list progress, and general shenanigans, or lack thereof. It’s an online home of self-centered pursuits – I blog for myself and no one else, and the fact that people I don’t know have piped up and said this material appeals to them in one form or another, well, it’s a great shock to me but also a completely awesome and mind-boggling byproduct. Even though I am still wholeheartedly convinced that my mother is in fact my only reader, and the comments and…

The Prostitute

Posted on December 6, 2011

This Nepali bracelet is one of the most expensive things I own. I probably fed the proprietor and his family for a month. The process of purchasing this bangle was a big affair. I saw it one day on some muddy street in Kathmandu. It glistened in the display window and called out to me. I stood outside that window for an abnormal amount of time, wide-eyed and dreaming about one day having it clasped around my wrist. I was the lost ship and it was the bejeweled lighthouse. I immediately got a price quote from the shop owner, and upon hearing it I gasped in terror. I finally knew what it felt like to be the poor man in french and russian literature…

The Shark

Posted on December 5, 2011

Travel is the ultimate teacher and here’s why. 1) Foreign exploration reminds you that there is a bigger plan to all of this, one that is more monumental than our comparatively atom-sized brains can fathom. A trillion-gazillion other things, processes, occurrences, events, meet-cutes, robberies, deaths, weddings, business meetings, classroom sessions, birthday parties, beatings are going on at this very moment in this ever-expanding universe, and you are involved with embarrassingly little of these trillion-gazillion things, events, people, places, inanimate and animate, on this earth and off. There’s a lot going on here. I can feel it, and travel makes you see it. a) Not to say that we aren’t interconnected with everything and everyone in existence (chaos theory and other philosophical abstracts), but I…