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fruit cups don't last long in this house

fruit cups don't last long in this house

I was raised to wait…

  • at a babysitter’s on Long Island for my parents to come home.
  • in the St. John’s University parking lot for my dad to get out of his MBA night classes.
  • in the principal’s office after class for my mom to finish her work so we could start our long journey home.
  • staring at the sky in a Honda Accord hatchback parked in Jamaica, Queens for my dad to emerge from the subway.

In Kailua there are days that I’m waiting again. Elements of my comfort:

  • 12PM Little House on the Prairie
  • 2PM Beverly Hills 90210
  • a couch, a pillow, a blanket
  • peanut butter and jelly
  • chicken noodle soup
  • fruit cups
  • jon and kate plus 8 on dvr
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The numbers 3-1-9 have recurred over the course of my life with Matrix-like weirdness. They're my favorite and lucky numbers. A psychic once told me that the number 1 represented the idea to build and the number 9 represented the idea to fight or destroy. I've always liked that and have learned to embrace the idea that I build things to take them apart in the end. This is a place for me to share the things I discover through taking them apart. Anything from a whole city to buying a used car. I love learning and welcome input.

About Me

I'm a writer from New York currently living in Hawaii. My boyfriend works here for now and I'm trying to change my destiny. In my previous NY life, I worked for museums and not for profits creating cultural programs for the Asian American community. For now that's on hold while I look for the words in my head to match the beats in my heart.
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