My identity, externally, is pretty straightforward. I was born in California. My dad was born in India and my mom was born in Malaysia. I switched around schools if I had an issue with a girl in my class. I made friends pretty easily and have never felt “lonely”. I was annoying in middle school. I love my friends, YouTube, Fortnite, and all the typical things someone would like.

Even though I know a lot of people, I find it very hard to express myself. Sometimes I feel the societal pressure of being perceived as cringe or weird. Other times, I tell myself I don’t really care. There are very few people who know the Real True Me. Of course, I love all my friends, but sometimes I find myself thinking about how Surface Level this all is.

My initial feelings towards someone, anyone, is love. The things I learn about them or the things they do to me is what breaks that love down into a dislike.

Surface level about me: I like to travel (obviously), I like to cook and bake, I enjoy talking to my friends, I really like playing Fortnite, I love cute things, and I am very close with my family.

A little deeper about me: I can’t put something so vulnerable online. Right? Haha. What’s the point of a blog if I can’t go below Surface Level? I don’t mind getting along with people just on the Surface Level but if I were to ever say I loved someone, I’d hope they would learn more about me as a person rather than the way I cut my hair or the clothes I wear or the way I decorate my room and look for the Deeper Meaning.

I have met a few people who have actually cared enough to look people in the eye and want to know Why are you that way? One of them is my senpai (lol), Leon Zhou. I hope he reads this one day and understands how encouraging he is. The way he chooses to live day by day and how thoughtful he is… it’s truly inspiring like nothing else. I also would like to give credit to Keira Carlson, my best friend since sixth grade. Her understanding of struggle and her empathy are the two best things about her. And her super cute face.

Kai and I were friends when I was in eighth grade and they were in seventh grade. Though our friendship only began because we were both part of a larger circle. We only spoke a few times, and I found out after I graduated that the group had split up after a large argument. Kai reached out to me and apologized, yet I did not feel very… sure. Because I did not really know Kai before we fought nor did I know them well after. Yet, I gave it a chance.
As I’m writing this, Kai and I will be going to Tokyo for the entire month of July. Interesting.

This is too long of an about me. Wow. I guess I was hesitant to share what kind of person I am under the surface but you’re already seeing that I have Too Much to Say.

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