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day 122/365(6)

I’ve been sick but now I’m starting to look sick too

this is my butt

this is my bed

05/15/12

day 121/365(6)

ok, I am really sad right because an excel document I have been working on for like the past TWO WEEKS 4 data entry for my internship has, for some reason, decided that none of the million numbers I have manually inputted are worth keeping

this shit is so gone

ugh I cannot handle life right now

05/14/12

day 121/365(6)

you probably already figured this part out - but I can be a diva too.

the way my identity and body works together and against each other have been really absent from my mind as of late. I’ve been thinking about how in a lot of ways this is a really good thing because the only language I’ve been able to articulate with isn’t necessarily language that I can identify with.

I’ve been thinking about my nose a lot lately too and how growing up a viet household with so many connections to colonization taught me at an early age that “flat” noses were too reflective of more indigenous or “primal” people (who are still, to this day in vietnam, still largely isolated and ostracized). My mom used to joke much more about it back then than she does now but she would tell me that when I was a baby she was scared that I would grow up with a flat nose and was happy to see that as I got older that wasn’t the case. Noses are really fucking interesting.

05/13/12