September 16, 2018

We were walking through the highschool campus and the buildings were at least 10 stories high. “This school is huge” I commented.

My brother asked me if I knew which “committee” I was applying to for grad school. “No. What for?” I asked. Apparently the “committee” you selected were the ones in charge of “verifying” that you’re the ethnicity you claim to be. My parents once again asked me if I considered moving back to Taiwan.

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I was watching an animated film where it was revealed that after an elderly man vanished that he had been already been gone from the beginning. I couldn’t stop myself from crying.