Gothchyld's Diary

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2024 Ideas

Saturday, Jan. 13, 2024 @ 12:14 p.m.

Better to list them here than broadcast it to facebook or instagram

1. Slow down - my body has taken a toll
2. Technology downshift
3. Enjoy the time completing the 500, 750 and 1000 pieces puzzles
4. Continue to write poems on my experiences on Monument Valley. Poetry is like fine wine, it takes its sweet time to brew and for words to become art.
5. Prepare for next recital with Jolin Tsai's Womxnly. Maybe share my compositions for all the songs I played if I have time. I have a very good ear, but composition skills is another thing.
6. Prepare for music theory exam and the practical exam. Woohoo! Onto the goal with Bumblebee!
7. Continue to colour, experiment with watercolors

Yeah, it's mostly creative things. I know what is expected and what I would like for other things and don't feel I need to pressure myself further.

After all, I have achieved childhood career goal, found callings and transitioned within the field. It's time to take care of myself before reflux/back pain/runner's knee come again. 


2023/2024 Japan trip

Friday, Jan. 12, 2024 @ 1:21 p.m.

Went to Japan with family - long journey, but very worth it considering we are not all in the same country, are in different stages of life and different fields.

I will still compliment Kansai for the food and hospitality and stream of consciousness recreate the lovely restaurants and food places

The ramen store at Minoi waterfall with its warming heaters as we marvel at waterfall on rain
To reminiscence Matsuya's beef don combos and vending machines on tabletops
Kobe coffee story with our first reunion in coffee and egg breakfast
Bacon melts and soy latte at Doutor
Evoluer that takes us to secluded French with 6 course French Kyoto cuisine
Benoit with its Parisian opulence and Japanese history - I enjoy my oxtail and sorbet
Karyo that took me back 1970s Japan with patient hospitality and a stroll to ancient preserved Japan delicacies
Family Mart & 7-11 in their fully equipped hot drink and cold drink, pastries, main courses and bakery stands with Kansai foods at every store
Various ramen places that cure my exhaustion with its broths and meats

There are more but I will have to refer to photos.


High achieving

Saturday, Dec. 09, 2023 @ 12:34 p.m.

I love books.

Of course, I have my moments when I would dive deep into a cozy read and forget about the world for 3 hours , or have fit because I just don't understand the book and want to throw it out.

While reading Will I be ever good enough by Karyl McBride, I can certainly reasonate as the high achieving daughter with an invert narcissist mother. Mum defined herself with power and status before going all in with church, and I was voluntold or did things anyways just to please.

Until I realize it was never enough.

But what may have saved me from self-sabotaging was that I had high school teacher who believed in my potential and let me roam free, even making bold claim that one of us in Learning Support class could become head student. Orchestra was also a wonderful sanctuary because I could play flute while having certificates of participation. Our plea to have more modern repoirtoire was one of the highlights because we had fun with Pirates of Caribbean theme song.

I also had poetry partner who was with me on the journey of questioning and accepting differences. We would talk and debate about various society topics but arrive at a point of compromise, collaborate on projects and appreciate each other's difference. Writing is certainly a past time for him now, but I found my identity and bloom in art forms, accepting that my ability to grasp essences and compose something is a forte.

The book mentioned that high achieving daughters have a gift of inner ambition and that is certainly true. I was able to walk away by moving away geographically and having mentors who let me be free and wild exploring forms of art on one hand, but those pushes do bring balance as years of training under mum help me to organize and support projects and teams. I am happy that I am part of a transition to digital learning, jump into process improvements and documentation, and now learn how to do basic bookkeeping besides running a freelance hustle with boundaries.

But I still need work with internal validations. Often times, we already have external validations with all the real accomplishments we do, or with me, that and friends who accept that I will innovate something fun and new and blabber off tangents. But to fully love oneself, that's a challenge.

I am confident that just as I realize poetry is like a fine wine that takes time to brew, I will brew some breathtaking tales of whatever inspiration I have, and just as music often takes us to new ideas, I will continue to conjure melodies for flute that can touch the heart. (Then again, I am not sure if League of Legend worlds anthem in last night's recital does hahahaha) And to soothe my active brain, there's my tin of color pencils, waiting to be imagined into another fun tale.  



Thursday, Oct. 19, 2023 @ 11:05 a.m.

Time to dump and mash thoughts after a whirlwind summer that I did not expect to be so busy

It is interesting to see that some Gen Z are touting #softgirl vs. #bossbabe - honestly, I don't even want these labels and think everyone has their own balance of working and enjoying life. We shouldn't be going extremes to hustle 4 jobs, or having lavish wardrobes and traveling, but if it works for others, let it be.

That said, I am learning to implement breaks. I suppose teacher life meant that my breaks are scheduled so it took me years to understand that short breaks are great for my aging body. Mediating on calm, practicing breathing and reading interesting articles make the day joyful (yes, I am that one person who forgets to breathe in pilates class, ti is a work in progerss) But that is also because I am easily focused on flows and projects, and have dehydrated and sat for hours working on those things or multiple browsers.

It makes me wonder how Asian societies that champion multi-tasking and efficiency work. Imagine being drained out in late hours, then just passing out with household chores and games. While there are domestic workers to help, do people really feel refreshed and joyful? Or is it rinse and repeat until they move to other gigs and stages of life?

Monument Valley has been stuck in my mind in poetic verses and I feel aphelion is the best inspiration as an expression to Turbo & Turnip (who are happily in Pet Cuisine, with no idea when they will breed). I also love how Chiki and Chisame are so sweet with their wanderings in the tank, with Chihiro exploring and Chikage keeping the group in check. (They all have a blue glow! But I got them fat again!)

Anyhow, sacred geometry will be spoken of in my next verses before I too, restore from another android game ^_^ 


Personalities of fishies from tank 1

Sunday, Jul. 23, 2023 @ 8:19 p.m.

Gonna write about my tank 1 fishie's personalities so I will always remember:

T1 was an explorer who loves to explore every nook and cranny of the tank. He is the one who goes new places and sometimes introduces the group to it, but also part of the group. He was very resilient and did well in the quarantine tank until he joined his companions over the rainbow bridge.

T2 loved food and would headbutt in a friendly manner for food, but will always listen to us when it gets a bit aggressive. He was the deputy leader of the group who made sure everything is fine when T3 is off to manage something else.

T3 was the leader of the minnows. He kept everyone in check (in a good way) and did a fantasic job to make sure the group's needs are all met (we had a discussion about extending the heater time). He was the fearless leader.

T4 was the easy-going beauty king. He was always chill and easy-going and prefer to relax under the sponge filter. He also checked his reflections sometimes in the tank, and somehow ended up being the largest minnow of the group.

Turbee loved food and would chase, swim up and dive down for food. It took me a while to see that he was the dominant zebra danio, but he was playful with Turkey and never aggressive, and also started to exercise when we thought his belly was bulging.

Turkey was playful and adventurous, he initiatied hide and seek and races with Turbee (usually winning the races!). He kept himself fit by swimming in top and mid layers of the tank, but would also dive to the bottom to make sure Turbee is good.

Now, onto my corys who are being cared by pet shop staff who have more space, and much more experience than me in breeding:

Turbo is adventurous and loves to explore the tank for food, and helpful by prodding Turnip so they can get food together. She is very kind by letting other fishes swim over her in main and quarantine tank.

Turnip is more of an introvert and usually lets others eat before he takes a bite, but also enjoys his share of food. He is also adventurous in that he will swim up to trees and rocks to relax, and kind as he would move over or let others swim over.

Turbo and Turnip are bonded to each other and I look forward to visit them and see their kids. :)

I am also excited to see my chibis personalities - so far, I noticed there is a leader at night who made sure everyone is fine when they sleep, 2 buddis on the left and right side who likes to explore, and that they are so disciplined they all sleep at 9pm. Look forward to bonding with them 


Rehoming and tribute to fish over rainbow bridge

Wednesday, Jul. 19, 2023 @ 8:05 p.m.

These few months have been a lot with my pets and I have been the difficult decision to rehome my corys.

After I returned from vacation, there was an ammonia spike due to overfeeding, and the issue persisted for 2 months, with my 4 rosy red minnows crossing the rainbow bridge. I will remember T4's strivre for beauty, T3 being the leader, T2 fighting for food and T1 being so resilient at the quarantine tank.

My zebras Turkey and Turbee also crossed the rainbow bridge, likely due to overdosing on Prime in the quarantine tank. Seeing them gasp for air is horrible, but I am glad that they died with diginity and with all their fins, eyes and gills intact and good shape.

I got the 9 gallon tank in hopes of giving present fishies a better home, but after a talk with the vet, we agreed it is best for the my rasboras (chibis). Since I don't have space for 20 gallon nor the funds for it, we agreed it is best to bring my albino corys Turbo and Turnip and bronze corys Taki and Taisuke back to pet shop where they can find better homes.

This is not easy but I believe they deserve better homes than being crammed everyday. I also didn't get pets to be more stressed everyday, and don't want to continually suffer from bad sleep, spread my stress to others and have it affect me at work, studying and other hobbies. I pray that they will get to be in good homes with caring owners :)  


Recital Play List

Sunday, Jun. 04, 2023 @ 11:39 a.m.

Besides writing, I also express my creativity by playing the flute and coloring.

While I do have a flute teacher to develop my musicianship skills and make sure that I am on track with my learning and musical skills, she is also supportive of me exploring and playing non-traditional works in different genres.

Because flutists are either soloists or part of an orchestra or quartet, the music scores we get are usually classical, jazz or orchestral. Personally, I think classical music is great to build our foundational knowledge and skills, but once you are at intermediate or advanced levels, it is also time to explore and have fun with other musical genres.
(I remembered that we pleaded as a group to the music teacher that we want to work on modern works as an orchestra, and Pirates of Caribbean was a raving success!)

That's why I devote quite some energy in composing and practising non-traditional works, such as classical Chinese, K-Pop, anime/movie soundtracks and gaming songs (League of Legends, Monument Valley!)

I don't want to be constrainted to classical and jazz music as a flutist, and let other woodwinds players know that this can be done.

Here's a list of music I would like to play in the future:

1. Flight of the Bumblebee - Nikolai Rimsky-Korsakov (the ultimate end goal for my flute learning)

2. Twisted Tango - Richard Michael

3. Pop Stars - K/DA (Riot Games)

4. Star Walkin' - Lil Nas X (Riot Games)

5. Blue Bird - Naruto Shippuden - Ikimono Gakari

6. Ue (Above) - Haikyuu - Yuki Hayashi

7. Splash Free - Free Iwatobi Swim Club - Style Five

8.End roll - Ikemen Prince - Yuito Takeuch (possibly as nice background music?)

9. Giniro no Sora - Gintama Season 3 opening - Redballoon

10. Drunken dream of the past - Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation - 林志炫

11. 天下局 -忘川風華錄 Wangchuan Fenghua Lu - 陳亦洺/KBShinya

12. 洛陽懷 - 忘川風華錄 Wangchuan Fenghua Lu - ide-潮汐

13. 飞雪落红尘 feat. Tears of Themis - 塔库

14. 赐我 - Heavenly Official's Blessing - 李大白 (this is for the audio drama in Chinese and not Netflix's donghua, hence no English name for song)

15. Sharing this Eternal Life - Heavenly Official's Blessing anniversary song - Smile_小千, 萧忆情

16. Volume Up - 4Minute (yes they were disbanded, but this song is gold with the saxophone!)

17. XOXO - Exo

18. Careless Whisper - George Michael

19. Senoria - Camilla Cabello, Shawn Mendes

20. Moonlight Thoughts - SING

List will be updated. :)




Tuesday, Feb. 07, 2023 @ 1:41 p.m.

Productivity is a fun concept.

There are so many methods, e.g. SCRUM, Kanban, linear project management and softwares from Trello and Asana, to Clickup and Monday trying to automate and streamline our lives.

Career mother was mostly a planner who thrives on action plans, timelines and project agendas, but desires autonomy so she can take risks by innovating new ideas. She taught us how to be productive with planners, and organization of events (with a complete, detailed timeline including fail scenarios!). But she can be so action oriented and has her bias to spot flaws.

Prioritizer dad embraces stability. I believe comforts of academia can be a two-way street with it - the minute details that he edits and updates his papers or interviews, the goal-oriented perfectionism that he implements in his research and towards his assistants (I don't pass the test, but the student he praised was really a gem) produces the purposeful research. Alas, perfectionism can also breed procrastination because he appreciates the meticulous and finite details in his work, he often procrastinates in the name of perfection and rushed towards last minute deadlines.

Arranger husband or younger brother thrives on collaboration, although husband did express social exhaustion, and brother can turn too ambitious. I am safe and covered if we are in a teamwork project, with them guiding and prodding us so we succeed without burning out through their effective communication and emotional awareness. This is how me, who had grown up with little humour, developed sarcasm and sweetheart-sniper subtle jabs that warm up friends and family. Though, administration and upkeeping is not really their thing.

Visualizers are my comfort zone. I am a sprinter and cannot marathon as my active brain imprints creativity in communications and whatever projects I am coming. That is why I can do work, music theory, flute and volunteering in a seemingly successful mash from a big picture timetable. Often I am with open-minded folks who are edgy and a combination of the three, and somehow found friend groups. Having organized parents built a good foundation for me before my thoughts tangle into labyrinths, but I can burnout from my "holistic" idea of possibilities.

Back to work. 



Sunday, Jan. 29, 2023 @ 9:44 p.m.

A fellow INFJ caught up with me yesterday, she is still curious and on her quest to define fulfillment and content.

To her, eclectic artists like me are new specimens because we think outside or break the box. I don't operate on systematic project workflows, but sparks of ideas in art, music and words will be inspired and expand until fruition in their bubbles. The productivity is probably what intrigued her the most. How are these unorganized ideas and schema expand and create on schedule like some organic growth sprout?

I don't know either. I only know that I relate to Joan Miro, Li Bai, Mondrian's works a lot. Romanticism, organic versatility, time and evolution appeal to me a lot.

I would love to be on the same level as Cao Xueqin, but to create a novel with over 400 characters, each with their own allusions, poetry and song in a plot within a plot and writing this while in poverty is something unimaginable.

But this esoteric lifestyle of artistic-logical fulfillment is a rare delicacy that may be enjoyed when one is at peace with themselves, or fully understand the hows and whys they have this superb time management.

Classical musicians are often trained for this time management. Every time we have an orchestra holiday or end of year performance, this means we have to skip lessons. Thus, ensuring we study lesson materials before/after missed classes was essential, and making sure we work with our respective instruments and orchestra as a whole to play the song, escape for toilet breaks, prepare for tuning and find missing section members will teach you how to work it.

But in the flute world, I think exams and performances may be built by European musicians, so our learning are often limited to classical or jazz (and pop) music. I do like how musicianship is structured around notes, time signatures, rhythm and terms so we can understand how music works and its rules, but breaking the box and playing East Asian songs in recitals is pleasure itself as you free the audience from constraints and expectations. The wild is nice.

Then again, don't be like me and ironically play demon slayer's soundtrack in a musical recital in a church. (The performance was well received, some friends said it was bad ass but I had no idea about the irony until after the performance).

Until then, Mondrian's cubes should be showered with non-primary colours tonight. 


Fished out

Monday, Dec. 26, 2022 @ 3:37 p.m.

Fish are no longer just pets but family members after 1-2 months, and as much as I say snails are freeloaders since they came in for free (so must eat algae for their keep), they are part of the tank community.

According to coworker with some experience, I have been spoiling them. Here's their routine:

1. Daily attendance check
2. Daily body check (except snails) - fins, mouth and eyes, gills. All parts should be intact, no fungus, scars, redness e.g. blood, extra parts
3. Feeding once a day, 1-2 weeks with daphinia because I know I overfed them
4. 8 hours-ish of lightning
5. Algae scraping, plant trimming will come when I see fit.

Yeah, definitely spoiling them with food, recreational areas, bubbles etc.

Fish and aquatic stuff to do next year

1. Sign up for free product testing from Hygger to lessen my fish bill.
2. Get plant trimming equipment because normal scissors don't do it.
3. Get auto feeder because HK trip.
4. Go to Aquatic Expo to check out discounted/new goods.
5. Learn more about fish meds as too many brands are doing it. Mum says my fish grown in size, not sure if this is a good thing? I know 2 are bloated.


Pet Fish Musings

Friday, Dec. 09, 2022 @ 4:15 p.m.

In an unexpected twist of events, we become fish owners/carers/parents.

My nephew got a betta fish but a few months later, the fish was not as a colourful or playful and as his parents was busy preparing for arrival of another child, they asked us to take the fish in.

At that time, we were convinced we could totally take care and revive the betta - it was only one fish and all the supplies were there, right?

After watching several videos, I realize that the supplies were inadequate (there is too much misconception about bettas :( and unfortunately, with no clue, did a 100% water change and the poor betta died.

But since I ordered new gear and we did not want that to go into waste, with help from a former coworker and a lot of videos, we got 8 fish, 2 snails and 4 live plants.

Here is what I learned from my aquarium/fishes so far (zebra danios, rosy red minnows, albino corys)

1. When you get a fish, you are building an ecosystem, not just some space for a fish.
Tropical fish needs a heater for optimal temperature, live plants and substrate to offset chemicals and resting spots. It is chemistry.

2. You will always learn something new about your fish by observing them 20 minutes daily.
I look at them over meal times as I have been guilty of overfeeding, and here and there, still, they amaze me everyday (one swam up to the the rock and rested on the java moss, zebras having their races and minnows and their "daily meetings").

3. When the environment isn't optimal, the fish will tell you.
Once I turned on minimum water float and all the minnows were hiding in a corner. They know and they will show it in their way.

4. Fish are much smarter than we think
I am not going to teach my fish tricks, but they know when to duck away from the gravel vac, where the air pump bubbles are and when to duck down when the light is on (or maybe mine are just sensitive to light)

5. They are social
We didn't get a betta because we want less aggressive fish and pet shop recommended minnows, zebra danios and corydobas. They each have at least one of the same kind and it is heartwarming to see my corys laying right next or alerting next to each other, zebras racing one another and minnows exploring the tank.

6. Find a pet shop/resources that has knowledgeable/good advice
Big chain pet shop might have given my nephew bad advice as poor betta was in a tank less than 5 gallons and have no heater (if your house is 24C, it doesn't mean the tank is 24C!). Thanks to Girl Talk Fish, Aquarium Co-op videos and Menagerie pet shop, we got a proper tank, filter, heater, air pump and food. Bonus is that pet shop has Q & A on phone.

7. Plants also need care - but this is giving me aquascaping ideas
I admit I am more into aquatic plants than fish, but that's because I would like to do an iwagumi style tank one day. That said, plants also need heater and their plant food, and it is fun to see them grow.

8. Fish is a commitment
Just because their lifespan is shorter it doesn't mean they don't deserve the best care we could do. Mine can live a max of 5 years, but other species can live for 10 years.

9. Be aware of what you are doing to nature/environment
I understand my fish maybe from the wild or a fish farm, esp. the rosy red minnows as they are feeder fish. But I do my part to not exploit wildlife by not buying exotic/wild species and cram them in a tank because they deserve to be in nature. So you will never find me with a shark/clown fish/archerfish for that reason.

10. Don't settle for less
There is a lot of amazon brands here and there for test strips, pet supplies, plant food etc, but they are cheap for a reason. Find good resources and recommendations, and enjoy the hobby! 



Thursday, Nov. 17, 2022 @ 3:07 p.m.

An old friend reached out recently and asked if I feel fulfilled.

I told her that fulfillment for me is achieved in unconventional ways. Maybe it is because of my purpose, or maybe because I already achieved most of what I wanted to do so in the conventional way.

I have been creative and interested in words and arts since very young, when I would teach my late grandmother alphabet, somehow won prizes in the local art studios by just drawing my holiday in a sketchbook and got honourable mention as an ESL student in haiku competition. By 15 or 16, I already play with words and art, I realize they are part of me or a lifeblood and are no longer hobbies.

But growing up in Asia, society has different definitions of "success". My parents taught me early that I may not be able to do what I want and aside from reminding me the importance of balancing studies and extra curriculars, did what they could to help me understand and experience connections of careers I may be interested in. That was how I ended up in summer camps.

While my parents continued to encourage me with creative pursuits e.g. orchestra and did not pressure me to go into stereotypical subjects such as law or medicine, I was still reminded that my creativity was anything but a hobby. Maybe have a career in PR and marketing. But as most creatives tell you, can't be a hobby.

There was a lot of pain, I splintered into 2 selves so I can preserve and grow both creative and non creative sides. Thankfully I met poetry friends and readers that helped me flourish in the other world, and got to study art history and English, which develop my artistic senses and styles.

I spent enough time achieve grades and managed to achieve my childhood dream of being a teacher, even promoted to Head of a Department and shifted careers within my field. Out of impulse I built a freelance career that is diverse and satisfying enough for my active mind. While I still want to know how a promotion feels like, and be a director at a board, I think I have spent enough time achieving what society wants. So long I am at a job I can learn and pay bills, I would like to work to live, not live to work.

I have always been interested in bettering and healing others but realize I am not cut out to be an activist a long time ago. Somehow special needs and healing work out and I get to share my experiences. I always remember how students' parents were relieved when psychological assessments showed what happened to their children so they knew where to go forward (unfortunately, there are some parents who still deny their kids' learning needs), friends and parents who were relieved because I told them to go see psychologist about their anxieties after my own ER experience with panic attacks, and they finally understand what they are not focused; business owners who could send their kids to school thanks to loans (as a lender, I see microfinance as a means to help but understand it is a loan so try to lend to repeat borrowers or places with lower interest rates; my former sponsored child who now wants to be a doctor etc etc. These incidents are way more rewarding than climbing up the corporate letter for me.

As my counsellor and I agreed, we also try to work on bringing my creative and non creative sides together so they no longer have to show up at different times as they are the same person. I spend more time on poetry, flute and doodles and nothing beats having my poem featured in front page, or playing in a recital.

I also discover I love the poet Li Bai's works, and still have some ways to go before understanding all of Cao Xueqin's Dream of Red Mansion without literary analysis. I am not them, but I discover I too am romantic and sentimental, and that is probably why I write poems in certain style. Honestly having a romantic and healthy death is a goal now (because if Li Bai really died by searching for the moon as he jumped in the river drunk, that sounds like a very good death).

I am excited about what gothchyld will be.



Things I learn from ER

Thursday, Nov. 10, 2022 @ 2:18 p.m.

I never imaging having to go to ER in style with a stretcher twice. Or that coughs will be so deadly.

The previous times I went to ER were only because doctors were not available on weekends, and that I had panic attacks and did not know what to do (which led to a smooth transition to family doctor as I could walk and take subway to hospital).

Before I forget, here are some things I learn about ER:

*Ambulance is a paid service as they are part of government, and paramedics do not work for hospital. I got a pretty reasonable $45 one way, but for international visitors and students, buy health insurance or else it will be $240 each way.

*Paramedics will register you for ER and stay with you until you are safe and on the way to be registered. When I couldn't move, they waited with me until they can transfer me to a bed as I cannot enter waiting room seated.

*Ambulance is very well equipped. They will take notes once you are there, but there is emergency drinking water, basic medicine, and they will measure your blood pressure and temperature. Both ambulances I have been are clean.

*One will be dropped off to whichever hospital that is taking patients and hopefully the closest to location from home.

*ER flow is waiting area - assessment room - treatment - results waiting room.

*Bring water and food as food court can be a bit further from waiting room if you cannot bring someone with you. And a phone cable as that will be a source of entertainment and passing the time.

*Crazy things happen in ER. There are addicts, annoyed patients, severe injuries etc. People can kick themselves out but they will be told they are doing so against medical advice and will not hold hospital liable. I feel for ER staff and police who have to endure this all the time.

*Talking to nurses about fears of doing tests help nurse and me. Nurses don't mind me talking away and explain procedures as they know I do not like blood work and my veins are small. They try their best to accommodate. I got several encouraging comments too.

*Hospital has shoes. Went to ER barefoot first time as I couldn't move and going to stretcher is priority, and they have spare shoes and socks so I can go home.

*Wait for discharge report and check if there are referrals. Referral to covid clinic led me to have a puffer for coughs and that is so useful.

*Wait time can be long. I am not sure about other hospitals but I waited for 2 - 4 hours for the two hospitals I was in.

*I did not know that in Ontario family members can get narcotic prescription for you. That is an update.

I hope I do not have to go to ER again under such circumstances (or to ER) but am very thankful for all the help and support from medical teams, family, friends and work. Hope to be able to have a functioning lower back, cough without such pain (actually, just don't cough at all), be covid free and painkiller free. :) 



Wednesday, Oct. 05, 2022 @ 10:44 p.m.

As I discover more of my root issues that cause panic and anxiety, and how due to society perceptions I disintegrate into two identities, I see the following findings:

- By the time I realize I am an artist or writer, I already know this is me and it is not just a hobby. 15/16 year old me then do all means to ensure that artistic self has a safe and positive environment to grow and preserve herself there. For sure, it took time for me to learn that everyone interprets a work differently and writer's block, but that self is safety and lovingly preserve and blossom.

- I manage to have a non-creative self that learns everyday skills. Perhaps due to a promise that I made with self that I need to learn real life skills, or perhaps because also that is what everyone else pushes. I develop some great skills but due to childhood experiences, managing what to do after a mistake or a failure is still in the works. That is to be worked with by counsellor. Starting point is that mistakes happen and I am human, therefore imperfect.

- I did get sucker into the society perception of earning more $$$$ and continuing to rise up. But a phone call reminded me today what I find most fulfilling is to be able to heal and help people, even if it is a 7 minute phone call. My path obviously differs from people and hey, money is important, but fulfillment for me is to be able to impact people like that. It is an uphill battle but must remind self of overall fulfillment.

- After all that studying and exploration, I never call myself a writer. Artist-writer or artist is better representation since I mix art into literature and sometimes write about art theory. Writing a piece is too much of an art work for me since I have to find the right words, describe it in whatever essence I talk about, work out flow and structure to make it beautiful and meaningful or achieve overall purpose. I don't see this as literature but rather conjuring something up a canvas.

- How to fully integrate two selves is still in the works. At least not calling myself as two parts is something.



Tuesday, Sept. 20, 2022 @ 4:04 p.m.

If I were to re-choose what I do in real life, I would love to go into conservation or pharmacy. Too bad chemistry teacher made electrolysis difficult to understand. Basically, I like restoring and fixing things without being too physically resourceful.

My artscape is typically a mix of East Asian art, Gothic architecture and burst of Joan Miro.

Picasso and Cubism was great for a while, but after a Picasso course, 5+ Picasso exhibitions in museums and auctions, I am overloaded.

Gothic architecture takes a notch up from Romanesque because it really explores space. I think it treats space like organic, living things instead of dumping it with figures and decorative arches. Instead, all you have is this open space with meticulously crafted pillars and beams that support a church, and you can see God and light flooding you and loving you.

I am not Catholic. I understand our tendency to make figures of Christ and saints though because humans need something to look, but at the same time it is tempting to become idolatry. I much prefer a cross.

Baroque is too much for me - it never tickles my fancy. It's like challenging and warping Roman and gothic ideas and you get a great experiment of shapes. It's simply to decorative.

East Asian art was a full circle. I used to like Western art a lot more because calligraphy is boring. All you get is black and white words of unknown. But a Christie's auction opened my eyes and a fabulous professor showed there was a lot more. I love how artists try to show the essence of the painting with calligraphy and landscapes, and embed depth of philosophies and unrestrained freedom. Integrate romanticism and practicality in bamboo groves or words. Ah, so much depth. And words cannot express.

Joan Miro is what I love about modern art. I think modern art is a lot about discovery and reexamination of traditional ideas. We can't do portraiture and act as cameras anymore. That said, Miro struck me because of possibilities.

Each dot is an organic matter. A force to evolve and move and be. A possibility. A contradiction of certainty and uncertainty. It bursts of life and tells you to move forward. He even tries to explore poetry and words together. (And back then, I was in a class on word and image).

While I didn't envision English major to be fully about English literature, at the very end, 4 years of ninja training in writing centre with English and art history courses were what I needed as me. To be. To feel. To think. To live.

Still in a dragon pavilion
simple majesty, longing for companionship
I drank, a light red wine
dance in this serene fantasy


Unrestrained poetry

Monday, Sept. 19, 2022 @ 9:16 p.m.

Feels overwhelming and a burden lifted with so much freedom for the creativity to come. How many years have it been whaled up in a society's perception and hidden at night, circumventing rules?

I don't call myself a writer, I call myself an artist because I mix art and art theory in words. Somehow, my style is always beauty and meaningful littered with symbolism. I like to think I can enrapture whatever essences I can pen with. It would be nice to drink in the woods, wishing our leaders all the best and be. The journey is often alone as I discover musicians and commercial artists do have a different route. I wonder what would be to have a conversation with Li Bai, or Cao Xuequin, William Shakespeare and Liu Rushi about words and art.

My solitude and loneliness are also complicated by my upbringing and choice. There are many Chinese kids who forgot their culture and language after immigrating or going to an English medium school, but I made an effort and choice to pursuit these works. I am grateful for that led me to understand and unearth valuable philosophies and rich works, and understand a bit of Dream of Red Mansion and yuanxia like Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation. However, I also invest in learning Dutch art and love Shakespearean works and Tudor history with British schools. British medicine and church reformation have been intriguing. As such, a Chinese would never call me Chinese, and British would never call me British. I feel most at home in museums when it is me and works of arts basking in each other, or airports with travellers in time capsules, travelling to new places or familiar places.

As I learn eventually, my poet is more unrestrained than I thought. She is quite bold in her words, but loves her beauty and meaning. Dreams of romantic ideals like dancing in the woods, yet gives and maintain this loose ended poetic group with a dream to die finding the moon. (just like Li Bai)

Ah, sweet realizations. Sweetened dreams burst in moringa revelations. Saccharine chimera-realities. 


September 18

Sunday, Sept. 18, 2022 @ 12:30 p.m.

2 years on and off my affair has been found out.
I am relieved. If you ask me 4 years ago, I would see affair as a death knell. I didn't know I would succumb to it. Now, I see it as a grey area.

Diaryland is the best place for me to air my story because I don't want to tell a village, but I will vent again and again and again with new discoveries and different emotions and findings everyday. 30-day journal seem like a good thing.

Affair partner and I first knew and talked to each other in November 2019. It was devastating because current husband broke off with me due to family. I had a lot of hope before that we would get married and have our lives and shattered. I felt I needed a rebound to live.

I did have a rebound. It ended in February 2020 as current husband wanted to be back again. I was hasty as affair partner was still there. There was a connection with high school and do good ideals, and love/hate relationship of business. (It moves the world around but if I have it, I would love to have an ideal coexistence of social enterprises, mom and pop shops and businesses).

Current husband would disagree, but I had this on and off, I saw it as a 3D version of a tumblr tale where I read smut for romance games. Except it responses. I met affair partner in Montreal, had dim sum and left Montreal for an otherwise happy trip for things. I enjoyed discovering new cafes and paddle boarding.

Life went on. I got married to current husband in May 2021. There were texts but I spent around at most an hour and at least 15 minutes. We had sexual conversations before I married and I saw this as a bachelorette party "going to the strip club" idea. I answered sexual questions after marriage because argh, I wanted more pleasure. I was greedy.

At around 2017, after current husband decided to be with me after a horrible break up in 2015 and told me of depression. I was lost. I relocated to Canada, discovered I had anxiety and was coping with it. Because I do not know how to deal with depression, I believed to just agree whatever husband says. I was somewhat happy. It was difficult to get him outside the house. Eventually it conditioned me to think agree with husband. If you do not agree, you are depriving him (only in sex) and just move with the momentum.

I also have a very difficult time saying no to big decisions in life. Just ask upwork and most of the time I would say yes for gigs. I think I am very slowly working on the fact that saying no in my family leads to drastic consequences. I don't want to be barred from the doors, endure silent treatment and have 4 other people lecture along the way.

Being a creative (not oddball) is something I grasp with. I try rotating it for 20 years with a day/night life and that part of me has a lot of experience in creating fantasy, little experience in living in reality. If I walk on a street, I would be conscious of looks from other people, be hypersensitive in scenery despite having no inspiration. I don't think I have tried to fully integrate it back. It has been progress of integrating it from 2 selves to one.

Let's continue on, so with such dynamic, it went on. Whatsapp conversations continue. Since there were issues such as changing jobs, mental illnesses and dealing with new family members, I would sometimes turn to the affair partner and see texts, feel validated and bring the energy to the marriage. I would say I am suck deep into a fantasy land, but the goal is really because I love my current husband. I want to bring the deficiency into the marriage and fulfill what cannot be fulfill in my opinion, for example, more validation for myself, feeling safe as the creative (but uninspired side).

Why would I not break it to current husband? I know it hurts, but I was living in a fantasy. It is the same fears of abandonment that struck me I believe. Along with shame and guilt and sadness. I thought I enforced some boundaries when keeping it on and off, and not being engrossed in it, but I failed.

My grieving over the affair partner surprisingly ended quickly when it was discovered. I was relieved. I felt vulnerable that my whole self is exposed to this freedom and limbo, but finally I can move on before trapped in this fantasy land forever.

It made me realize that human behaviors are so grey and of course there is an overwhelming sense of vulnerability and sadness and guilt and shame. I will see what it will transform into. I am happy that my parents and God loves me by what I am and not what I do.

I can say I overwork because of my fear of losing things.
I can say I condition myself to not agree or not say no to major decisions because of past experiences that I have not yet healed from.
I can say I didn't challenge partner and have conversations because I wonder if I do, it will rock the momentum.

That led to transgression and then well, you know it.

I will continue to write as I ran out of writing materials.

Somethings that I want to do regardless:
-Paint on Krita and dive into the painting trajectory
-Read Jin Rong's books
-Become more in tune with myself
-Have a safe space. Ugh, allpoetry has been...lacklustre and not complete for a long time.
-Bask in nature.
-Play 1000 pieces puzzle.
-Taste good coffee around the world.
-Have quality friends.

I will expand the list tomorrow.  



Friday, Aug. 26, 2022 @ 5:34 p.m.

For the past year, I have shifted more to music than writing. However, I believe both mediums feed off each other.

Musical adaptations are quicker to compose (since someone already composed the original) and introduced me to Japanese anime and modern take of Chinese music. I am happy that besides classical music, I can play a wider range of repertoire and take flute beyond the western realm.

Writing takes time. It is not as fast as a song turnaround because inspiration needs to be soaked and at times researched. I am rewriting my take on Jia Tanchuan from Dream of Red Mansion and would love to write about the cityscapes. It takes time and thoughts, but I will definitely be proud of the end results. I look forward to penning on the multi cultural city of Chang'an in Tang Dynasty where trades and cultures converge, or the bustling night markets of Song Dynasty (bc when there's enough shoppers, let's make it a 24-hour bustling night market!)

My creative pursuits are really the forces that keep me going as I deal with fibroids and treatment. I am happy symptoms and results match up, but nervous about treatment (will this involve surgery bc there's a pretty big thing inside me?)

But I know my haven is in creativity with boundless imagination and meaning and art, and it will evolve and await me no matter what.



Wednesday, Jun. 29, 2022 @ 5:04 p.m.

It is summer. The time of year when anxiety attacks return.

My mind and I know we are breaking the cycle by finally relaxing and slowing down my schedule (after all, workload is less in summer, there is a day off), but we are amateurs in this journey of relaxation.

After three years of major events and one project after another, I suppose I have been conditioned to be on the go everyday, and when I am not doing something, I thought I am not productive and self blame kicks in.

But we are work to live, not live to work right? So why not develop a sustainable routine where I don't burnout and take things slow? I thought.

If ancient poets have the wisdom to drink and chatter before they write, then I should too indulge in this much needed siesta.

But adrenaline flows and so does reflux, but with time, it will be another milestone. 


A juxtaposition

Friday, Apr. 29, 2022 @ 10:09 p.m.

Juxtaposition and cacophony are among the few literary terms I learned in A-Level English classes, but juxtaposition is also how I describe myself in personality and belonging.

INFJs are walking contradictions - I seem aloof with my introversion and logical decision as I analyze transactions or remind enough people to do their tasks, but there are many tears behind doors as I question how to better the world with accountable and sustainable nonprofits and defy cultural expectations in prose or music.

I do not why I complicate myself culturally even further. English literature and Chinese characters are established from different rules, so do their local terrains and religions. However, I gave in when husband from desert lands woo me with rhetoric and physically resourceful abilities. Now I speak and learn fragmented words based on Arabic, am tangled in a forever debate on Israel and Palestine and occasionally get caught in spices. Maybe, I do that so I can wear a 4 lb dress of gold, adorned with bracelets and jewels worth thousands in a walima.

My thought process is clearly laid and visually represented in an organized mess, and my nails will always be bitten despite repeated attempts to look beautiful with moisturizers and nail polish.

All these for a difficult ambition to a leisurely recluse in a place where juxtaposing characters exist.

I can't unburden myself by giving up hobbies or not caring about the world, my brain does not fully embrace the concept of rest, and men's rules do not allow me to achieve this leisurely rich status without some currency, so for now, let me be a juxtaposing word, rich in adjectives and trying to steer away from a melody of cacophony.




Tuesday, Apr. 26, 2022 @ 4:45 p.m.

Since I am down with the cold and experiencing whatever sensations that a cocktail of cold/flu medicine brings me, I may as well write something about Pakistan.

Pakistan has a sweet spot in my heart. Despite the blazing heat and the crossover between night markets and high-rise malls, it is a land of dessert in the midst of the modernization. While I stayed in a well to do area close to hospitals and schools, it reminded me of old times in perhaps 1960s-1970s Hong Kong that my parents described.

Karachi is a bustling metropolis, of street vendors and shops, of emerging high rise condos and constant flow of traffic. As I observed and asked questions, it is like a city and culture in transition, with traditional and modern ideas coexisting with each other. On one hand, young people (men and women) are encouraged to pursue higher education, with some women pursuing work after graduation/marriage, but on the other hand, people also married young (I definitely marry late in their standards), and that may have led people to become full time housewives, or choose more lucrative careers to care for their family.

I wonder how it is in its olden days in Mughal Empire or Maratha Empire, with its courts and trades. Since I learned history mostly through art and leisure reading, while the Qu'ran is widely accessible and Islamic culture is ingrained with its local practices, I always felt I am missing a part of the picture before I piece its history together as a foreigner. As the foreigner, I am grateful for the people's warm hospitality, and it gave me a unique position to ask and ponder questions, but it also invited curious stares from pedestrians who may rarely encounter a foreigner.

With time, I hope I can write a better narrative than this fragmented one conjured by adjectives and short descriptions. But until then, Karachi reminds to be a metropolis in a desert in my mind. 


Art & Words

Monday, Feb. 07, 2022 @ 9:27 p.m.

With this year's unexpected snowstorm and fluctuating temperatures between the frozen snows outside and heated underground tunnels inside, I have succumbed to a cold.

But is because of this rest, did I get to stop and reevaluate my creative works.

Thanks to the pandemic, I learned how to compose flute adaptations to anime OSTs, game soundtracks from Chinese & Japanese developers, and Chinese classical music I am happy that besides Debussy and Mozart, I can also confidently play soundtracks and songs from Genshin Impact, Obey Me, Jay Chou and Marblue. I hope to continue expanding my repertoire as I prepare for my music theory and practical exams.

After spending several years writing about scents and flowers (my personal favourites are satsuma and rose), I started writing about historical figures and weaving Asian landscapes/philosophy in poetry. Sometimes, my inspirations are lesser known historical figures in the Western World, such as Yuan Tiangeng and Li Chunfeng or Chinese proverbs, and other times, I fuse Eastern and Western musical influences to string words into poems. So far, I enjoy this process of 'translanguaging', where I read and research into Chinese sources and novels, and introduce readers to East Asian culture and history in English poetry and stories. (On a non-creative front, I also translate Chinese & English texts so maybe that counts?)

While I am proud of all my works, I am most proud of my short stories. I felt I grew my craft as by writing about Chinese women who were infamous (because they were highly educated courtesans who challenged gender stereotypes of Confucian values?), shared my heritage with my grandparents' stories and experiences in pre and post-war China, and introduced readers to the complex world of Dream of Red Chamber (or corrupted rich families) through characters' points of views.

When I looked at various authors' journey to publishing, I found that many of them attended writer's workshops or had formal training in creative writing. I am sure that these workshops and courses provide a deep understanding in the craft of creative writing, but I always feel I am both an artist and a writer when it comes to my creative process.

My creative process is never methodological. Like art, it always evolves and grows in the infinite realm of creativity. Sometimes I write a poem spontaneously , and sometimes I perfect a melody through days of practice.

However, because my creative medium is words, I also take time to choose and refine my words in poetry and prose, and find inspiration in novels and non-fiction books. When I write about an East Asian individual or concept, I ensure that it is easy to read, but also beautiful and meaningful in diction and style.

When I was younger, I only play my games with words. Now, I talk to both art and words. Perhaps this is why I will always be both the wild artist/writer who writes about different cultures and histories spontaneously, but also the meticulous conservator of words who tries to restore my artistic mediums with beauty and meaning.

I have vented long enough, it is time to rest and think about new works... 



Friday, Dec. 31, 2021 @ 12:11 p.m.

Have to let a bit of my brain energy out, if not it will be whirl in my mind and give me an acidic dose of reflux or haunting sleeps

As my mind wandered on the bus from Quebec to Montreal, I saw that my mind always notices the finer details in some unknown architecture, and find solace in sturdy structures that are not beautiful, but will weather the storms and snow that flood the city. (so much so I now have to reexamine my possibly worn out winter gear)

When I am in hostels, people often ask if I am an East Asian ethnicity. While I am knowledgeable in Chinese history, literature and some politics, local Hong Kongers will never deem me a local, I barely know Canadian history and British will never really call me one of their own either. Such versatility and adaptability are the gifts of third culture children, and their burdens.

My life has always been about venturing outside the box and viewing the world as a watcher. My love of art and words are constant and globalized, but they are infinite and can evolve. To unearth it, it has to go back to my unorthodox upbringing.

I was born in Vancouver and raised in Hong Kong since I was 1. Perhaps because of their North American influences, instead of watching TV shows, my parents always brought us to bookstores and museums. My mother would point to me, character by character, the abbreviated illustrations of the four Chinese classics. My brothers gravitated towards commerce and sciences, but I dove into art museums long ago.

I am not sure about how kids are now, but having like minded elementary classmates and teachers who also quiz about English and Chinese literature solidified my dedication to this quest for aesthetics.

I used to adore Italian Renaissance art with its vibrant colours and texture, and life size murals. It will take some time for me to go full circle.

British school matured this love into a craft. The eventual journey to understand English literature in an analytical lens, and dedicated teachers who guided me to the basics of Chinese literature and translation paved the artistic way. Complimented with European history, orchestra practices, British and Asian geography (shopping geography was the best) and a much loved ESL teacher who helped us break down these complex concepts, I was able to survive and know the predominant European culture. Thankfully, a lot of classmates are also third culture kids with expat parents so all of us are in it together.

But my brushstrokes remained blunt and wordy. I experimented with poetic styles, took classes and debated left and right with former writing partners. Yet, this path is to be forged and refined in time.

Sugaring with fancy words won't do.

Because my path of aesthetics is not about delicate superficial beauty, or contemporary fancies, but rather, meaning and beauty brewed in capsules of time.

Art history and Shakespearean English in university did exactly that. After years of European art, seeing how Chinese art expresses essence in deliberate brushstrokes in calligraphy, and innovate in art forms of shadow puppets and lanterns were revelations. It is time to reclaim the Asian part of me.

Hanging scrolls and calligraphy can be fragile and ink can wander, but no avail, there is architecture in grounded Romanesque, individualized Gothic, enlightened Renaissance and experimental modern styles to keep me in place. Kick in studies of medicine in Shakespearean and Marlow's works, and a practical writing and rhetoric program prepped for the real world and I am almost done.

I will skip the adulthood reflections before it becomes a long winded story. However, Montessori tenets of peace education and learning through materials, returning to HK to teach and my accidental start in freelance side gigs were all useful. I am not alone in this world that likes labels, and rushes for the creative product than the process.

When I am in Quebec City, I was in awe of beautiful structures in Citadel, Notre Dame church and Ursuline Monastery. Sturdy, timeless, delicate.Yet a cup of wintermelon bubble tea from Enchanthe also soothes the mind and unpacks thoughts. And of course, my South Asian husband and travelling companion whose craft shines in the plethora of his intentional, yet experimental photos and videos, and whose navigation and kindness shine through this trip from less noticed to large acts.

I expanded my craft into music, comics (my fun art form that requires little thought) and prose/poetry. I trans-culture more as I hope to fuse and bridge gaps between Chinese and European art, sometimes with music melodies. It will undergo another cleanup when I understand more of Pakistani and Islamic history and arts. But the path to beauty and meaning is constant, yet evolving.

Or as my grandmother's story goes, we are simply ones following her quest.

During the Japanese war, the Japanese would ransack houses and bomb ruthlessly. Children would be killed, and if you look pretty as a woman, you, would be raped and then join the massacre, then to be wrapped as dumplings to be eaten.

Every day, I would put on charcoal. One day, the Japanese asked if there were anyone was in the house and I replied no. A few days later, I left.

Grandmother walked from Guangzhou to Hong Kong and Macao.

After hearing repeated versions of this story, my father pursued social sciences to understand relations of Pearl River Delta. He and I discussed about history at times, but his interests lie more in 20th century. We still have a subtle art debate about whether Italian or Dutch art is better. (I am on Dutch side, riddle are irreplaceable).

By the time this story is passed down to me, after reading history and failing historiography, I focused and fought my uphill battle to be and embrace as an artist. My canvas is poetry, prose and flute. Because I am culturally Chinese and British, ethnically Chinese, with Canadian nationality and have rare access to Pakistani culture through my husband, I am relishing my time in this unique spot.

And now, back to decomposing my thoughts and bickering with some letters!  


Checklist 2022

Friday, Dec. 24, 2021 @ 10:49 a.m.

Since my brain is super active and will brainstorm ideas overtime, good to jot down these ideas and refine so I can rest and embrace the reflections that streetscapes can bring:

Storywrite &
- Edit Rose
- Write piece on Jia Xichun (a scope of the demise)
- Write piece on Li Wan (small characters are interesting)
- Or maybe I will write about Lin Daiyu

I really got inspired by Marblue's music, may trickle to Allpoetry.

- Gradually read through grade 2 and 3
- Take grade 3 exam
- How to play Genshin Impact Music for Keqing, Childe, Ganyu, Albedo and Xiao for now. Refine Zhongli. Maybe do a concert because Obey Me + Genshin is a lot of work.

Try a reformer class

- Understand finance system
- Understand so can create query for uploading marks and avoid errors
- Dig it and implement agile process for self, probably a 1-person scrum run and kanban for everyone else
- Play with LMS

- Continue with certificate program
- Web accessibility is fun

Probably need to hire a VA for myself

Walk on street, lay on mat, enjoy game and contemplate



Friday, Nov. 19, 2021 @ 9:54 p.m.

I re-read Cao Xueqin's Dream of Red Mansion lately. While I am not able to fully understand and savour the rich symbolism of the novel and often find the study guide more appealing than the book, it's a goal achieved.

While this year's reading challenge focuses more on foreign literature, I also want to try reading a Chinese novel each year so to not miss out good fantasy novels and classics that are all "rule breakers" and banned books.

Sometimes, my life of breaking rules gets lonely. But I am not the startup guy who can be comfy with so much risk, I break and refine structures/thoughts to innovate, but need a blueprint. Or...I was thrust into it, but the long term impact was good.

Being a creative with a family of non creative people was the start of it. I create and preserve a space for myself while exploring creativity forms. There were a lot of misunderstandings and tears, but free museum exhibition and blood do hold us together. As my mother says, I inherit the best of her admin abilities. But I digress that I am an artist who learn to survive and refine practicality with agile thinking by day, and still need my dose of art at night.

I just treat poetry and prose as month-long art work, and add a flair to corporate communications. A surprise is that I also get to do some instructional and elearning design which are my cups of tea.

It's the same with faith and cultural experiences. This fight can get lonely. This journey can be tiring. But it upcycles.

It reminded me of Jia Tanchun and Lin Daiyu from Dream of Red Mansion. Jia Tanchun established well to be equal to sisters who were born of noble birth with her words and had the intelligence, and ended up marrying far (because the book was meant to be a tragedy about confines of tradition). Lin Daiyu was a free, sensitive and intelligent poet ahead of her times, but her fragile health and traditions led to an early death.

This journey has its ebbs and flows, but to think that it satisfies my active brain and the impact it will be, I am ok with it. 


Silk and Pen

Tuesday, Nov. 16, 2021 @ 11:43 p.m.

When I get compliments about my more youthful appearance, I credit it to natural products. However, I can't deny my art history education may have influenced this aesthete tendency across music and poetry into my appearances.

Or I just don't want more chemicals.

I read my poetry and music from the past 10 years and as scattered as the themes can be, it is a lifelong experimentation and conservation that shows how my self evolves. From the teenager who observes society and sees literature as a haven/relief, to aspiring aesthete who finally accepts my multicultural upbringing and make it art.

Poetry takes more time though. Maybe because I got diverted with flute, or it just takes time for inspiration to churn and brew. Or I expand into different mediums.

Accepting myself takes time with my life experience, but the tender sensitivity and calm confidence certainly shine as this journey ventures. 


My Chance

Wednesday, Sept. 29, 2021 @ 5:27 p.m.

Since 2002, I probably create this diaryland thing to vent and discover myself. Overtime, I feel a bit comfortable divulging my real self now.

As the artist/writer/musician and sensitive person in a household of non-creatives, I realize I can't not cry and not stay in tune or feel emotions. Thanks to poetry, I protect my real self and thought I would follow rules to split the two selves because adult figures and society tell me that creativity cannot make money (but I can study art history), so it split into the rational and creativity selves.

It was great for a while, but I wanted to integrate them into one. The creativity doesn't always have inspiration, but brews like wine and got sick of being displaced at night.

To be creative is to be misunderstood. To be creative is to think out of the box and in my case, enjoy the freedom. It's getting better to accept and love this real self, and I get to do my 1.5 jobs and create a poetry haven, expand into music and wander in art.

I am excited and nervous for jobs and in the future, motherhood. Maybe I get to raise another creative so we can paint flowers with brushstrokes of words or compose wuxia music, or maybe I have someone more like the dad (the dad is still creative though), But to continue to heal and free are what I savor now. 


Silk and Canva

Saturday, Sept. 25, 2021 @ 9:49 p.m.

My real self is a never ending silk that wraps and protects, usually white but with a canva as a package. To create across times and depths, to heal and protect this sensitive soul in the journey of art, word and music making. It is always calming and when I describe to counsellor, she told me it was calm and confident.

To integrate my school/work self with real self is an upward journey. Adult figures told teenage me that creativity should be a hobby and brushed off my entertaining thoughts of being a sports writer, but directed to something practical in law or marketing. Until I found linguistics in university more of a science than art, and fell in love with art history courses at first sight. The memories of writing A Protest to Banning of Bookstores met with comments to study harder. Creativity to them, was a fleeting long term passion, never a reality.

To protect this self from losing, I split into two selves. The school/work self that meets or exceeds what is expected, and the real self that appears at night to relish inspirational lights or once in a while, dab onto pen and paper. Eventually they became one self, but this shifting game goes on for I don't know how real self will fare in world of boxes and expectations.

I learn how me and others perceive my work is varied, and not many can peel into the core of this deep, insightful, vulnerable soul. But to resolve the root of insecurity and anxiety disorder is to shed all these tears that were held, to travel across time to hug the young me who don't understand the shackles of this world, and now, to integrate real self with its energy.

People often say I am self aware, but maybe because multi cultural and multi faith upbringing means I have to define, and define what I am. And after too many times of being told not to cry and failing to do so, I delve and find the real self.

They say to be creative is to be misunderstood, to feel differently and it is true, but it is also to free the shackles that bound everyone in their boxes and heal with a splash of words.

Time to wrap myself in soft silk and dissolve in every emotion.  



Friday, Sept. 03, 2021 @ 2:31 p.m.

The cure to anxiety disorder to embrace it and slow down.

My lifelong quest in life is to understand I am always, always the rule breaker that shatters conventions of different realms so I can heal, and to express/support through creativity in words or music or art. Perhaps, this is the cultivation of years of literary indulgence, or perhaps, like the adventurous dragon I am, I cultivate into a silent keeper of stories.

I get frustrated when I see others promoted before me and sometimes sigh when I teach/connect others with different cultures/faith/mental illnesses so they understand. Yet it is also time to self-soothe and self-parent, because who knows how many times my words/forms have been shut down by a society's conventions.

Looking back, I am never one who fame adores or successfully captures the power. I am a third culture kid who embrace 3 cultures, had my faith shift and catapulted into a progressive Christian wilderness (while being married to a Muslim), dissolved most my tears into words and formed some underground poetry and music community group while dabbling in gig work and microfinance.

Being on the fringes is not easy, but so isn't the shackles of convention because someone got to explore something new. For me, the remedy is to slow and meditate and trust that God will be there with pilates as a weapon to calm and wind.

And let sakura petals to sprinkle love and reflections in this solitary pavilion, where knowledge and art remind me hard-won understandings of red lotus, and look forward to the day to write poetry and dance with a sip of wine.  


Read My Heart

Saturday, Aug. 14, 2021 @ 5:15 p.m.

Slightly better now but took home with another cocktail of medicine.
Not that I will slurp them as if a pleasurable drink of evasion, after enough first and second hand experiences, addiction will only write your death.

After an anxiety attack, I once had a list of accomplishments and saw that it never fit into the conventional society's criteria. Really, it has been an uphill battle since birth. No wonder I want to retreat/retire so I can spend all the time healing scars.

My personal achievements were dates of books published, being able to compose flute melodies for Chinese/Japanese music, embracing my diverse identity (probably belong in the airport), defying rules to become the interracial and interfaith few and still swimming after too many injuries

What I liked most career wise was establishing my freelance realm. I have main jobs but to start this with 0 knowledge of freelancing and payment systems, and broach out to various industries. That, and somehow cultivating 9000+ people on Allpoetry fb group (not a paid thing). Even though writing partner disappeared years ago, I still felt like I am extending the gesture that he did when he became a reader and partner.

After 30+ years of this, the calling of words and flute are increasingly coming, so much I bleed back into Euclidean Square to time travel and heal these issues, so I will see how it is with the pursuit of remote work and healing. 



Thursday, Aug. 05, 2021 @ 11:56 a.m.

After a 6-week run of anxiety attack and panic attacks, I am a shell of myself, still recovering and recuperating.

It is work-related, but I understand why I have turned from confident to fearful. From creative/curious to waking up with fast heartbeats and clinging onto meds.

Words carry a lot of power. Constant intimidation and (stress/anxiety errors) will wreck anyone long term. It is to the point I was watching every episode of Netflix's Skin Decisions and somewhat relate to one another.

I too have scars on my back and uses peels to eliminate it so I can have a second chance wearing tank tops. My skin has become porcelain and is so easily wrecked with a scratch or a cut. However, at this moment, my mental scars are much larger than my physical ones, as we embark on the battle to calm and restore one another. It's like the pomade and peels and gels I put on my skin are fading and you see my scars, and here I am, too vulnerable after too many botched makeup attempts.

It will take an unknown amount of time but I am thankful for my safe haven in freelancing. It reminded me what I like and the love-hate ride I have with clients.




Sunday, Jul. 25, 2021 @ 4:22 p.m.

When I post poetry now, I think about flow and the quality of words - it is very different from how I first started, but this is what happens when I have expectations beyond satin stanzas and a perfume diffusing into layers of the world

Obey Me soundtracks have provided tremendous inspiration. After 4 otome games, I understand how tsunderes and yanderes appeal to me due to insecurity and scars of being me (defying society expectations all the time since birth). I do admire the overprotective warlords/sect leaders/demons in the game who intrigued me with their vulnerabilities, or tsunderes who covered up the same scars in another way.

Appropriately, my porcelain skin meant that a scratch becomes a wound or mark easily and years of doing is similar to a physical representation of the journey of transformation. I don't think that life is hard is an appropriate description, even though it took me a lifelong journey and a bombing to say this, but rather a cyclical quest to attain wisdom. I develop anxiety out of this, but it lead me to be more compassionate.

My keys dries and expires on words because I love to explore and seduce on canvas like a pomade that enchants and stings, while I smoke a kiseru to feel and watch, though that is an eternal craving to sip on.

In carpe diem, let me shower with allegros and fortes and string a broken concerto to bring something to life.  



Monday, Jul. 19, 2021 @ 10:00 p.m.

The fog beyond the anxiety haunt at its different intervals, and despite reading whilst playing puzzles and mobile games, I am slowly drifting away from society.

My high school friends are surprised at my next long-term goal to retire, maybe because they have their slew of goals to retire and the mounting list of bills to pay. Most of them are surprised by my long-term thinking or ambition.

But psychotherapists and friends can only do so much when it is clear that I am in too deep of a path of society's expectations. I realize inspiration comes and goes and gets divergent on too many topics (marketing, history, finance and art etc) and whilst writing poetry and blogs don't result in tears, my soul is as scarred as the impatient scars on my back. Unlike my back that can be healed gradually by paying money for green peel (yet breed its scars because I am a battle at night), my soul will take its sweet, indefinite time to heal.

My birthplace has its mountain of taxes (and benefits), and where I was raised is brewing with political turmoils, so Europe it is - in its moderate climate and crossover of cultures where I belong.

There are tinges for the occasional temptation of fame and the lust for money will not end as I await and create this arcadia.



Wednesday, Jun. 23, 2021 @ 3:40 p.m.

Mental note to self:

June/July is my traumaversary because it was where errors (major/minor) and big stuff - hiring/firing/relationships happened.

You will need to take higher dose of celexa.

You will also be prone for more errors.

Be gentle. 



Monday, Apr. 12, 2021 @ 1:45 p.m.

I remember young me wanted to make a living as a writer and poet, and I would soak up various forms of literature and art from various English speaking countries, hoping to borrow words from famous authors.

Then I got razzle dazzled into art and teaching.

I did achieve that writer dream many years later, but they are nothing exciting and can be mundane as I type and translate words on my laptop.

My translations are mostly financial (bank statements, remittance slips), health (patient leaflets, hospital receipts, instructions) and other oddities (leases, property announcements that someone got Covid-19). On the odd day I get to translate good Chinese literature my heart will skip a beat and secretly laugh that my ancient Chinese is put into use.

My writing ends up being 50% graphic design (on Canva) and 50% writing. They are mostly worksheets and now finally an ebook about making remote learning work. I probably become pickier on graphics and have a format for worksheet design, but again, nothing where I can make readers flow on satin stanzas or sneak in a Shakespeare line, but very concise and clear writing.

Or maybe, those times I make suggestions to new hire about word choices in email. (Because I know how troublesome it is to decipher wordy replies, and how I have to find a way to talk to international learners.)

I used to resist marketing and PR, but now I will take up on copywriting and editing, and go into data of marketing. I suppose, this writer dream is partially achieved?



Dummy's Guide to Investing

Tuesday, Mar. 09, 2021 @ 2:04 p.m.

*This is only based on investing in Canada. I will update when I finally retrieve my HK bank account so I can invest in HK Stock Exchange.

Back in the day, my mother told me that side jobs were great ways to earn extra money. However, once you take on too many side jobs, you realize that there is not enough time in the world to earn money.

Since I do not have enough funds to invest in property, investing in ETFS/index funds are affordable ways to invest in companies and earn dividends. I will share how I transition from investing in index-funds to stockbroker, and now building my own socially responsible portfolio and US funds portofilo as someone with little finance background.

I started off investing with Tangerine's investment funds after researching into Couch Potato style investing. At that time, I have less than $10,000 of funds to invest, dont' want to check share prices every day and have no idea how to rebalance my portfolios. Despite paying a higher % of management expense ratio (MER), Tangerine does the rebalancing for me and I can select risk levels while sitting back and doing other things.

In case investments go awry, I also invested in a Guaranteed Investment Certificate (GIC) with Home Trust so I know that after 1 year, I will at least earn 2% interest from GIC. One year later, Tangerine funds yield 5% so I opt not to renew my GIC, but I also want more than 5% returns.

I had a short stine with wealthsimple's robo-advisor and am still not a fan of robo investing after losing a few hundred dollars. Wealthsimple was in its early days and I don't like that I don't have a personalized experience and that it is not one size fits all. I transferred my funds to a stock broker who yields around 8-10% returns over 2-3 years period. Stock broker was communicative and was helpful when I opted to transfer all my company retirement savings funds (I had to stick with bank that company chose, and RRSP plans that bank provided, which earned $5 in 2 years 0_0) into investing account when I changed jobs, with admin fees waived.

My stock broker has since then focus on his business as an alternative lender, which prompted me to explore other investment options. Because of SO's referral bonus, this led me back to wealthsimple, but this time I opened a trading account where I can buy shares from companies instead of forced into an investment portfolio.

Wealthsimple has since then developed a socially responsible portfolio which I liked (they also have halal investing, but I am not interested in that one). As such, I put a nominal amount of money into that SRI portfolio, but also build my investments around socially responsible companies in my trades.

Now that I earn more $$$ in US dollars, I will also open another Questrade account so I can buy shares on NASDAQ and NYSE. We shall see how that progresses, but profit of $20 a day is not too bad for now. 



Thursday, Jan. 07, 2021 @ 4:53 p.m.

2021 is another year without New Year resolutions, because time is a different trajectory in the world of creativity.

I thrive on Kanban approach to be productive so I can spend time to fill my endless curiosity with knowledge. After 10+ years in education industry, what keeps me in this field is the possibility to innovate and translate knowledge. (My favourite online learning remains to be Tim Horton's, but knowledge check continues to be another story)

Other ambitions include being a full member of FC Barcelona and fulfilling my dreams to retire in Malaga/Sevilla in earlier than anticipated time, maybe publish a book etc

Why Barca? Manchester United always have a special place in my heart as my childhood club and introduction to football. 7 years of fast-paced and entertaining English football was a dream to my younger years as an example of how ambitions and goals can be fulfilled. But now I relish the slower pace of Spanish football, with a heavier focus on ball control. That said, RVN, EVS and a few other players will always be special and it is refreshing to see them as coaches.

Or simply, any clubs with 'Real' indicates patronage from monarchy, and coincidentally, Barca is as diverse as it is in its founding and free of politics. (I still think it can be the only place that will thrive being independent) 


Beauty and Aesthetics

Sunday, Dec. 06, 2020 @ 11:01 p.m.

Ah, beauty, aesthetics and probably trade are issues that I write in my undergraduate thesis for art history. That said, I took my dad's advice that one should not pursue PhD unless one is willing to not to anything relevant afterwards in their studies, and become a jack of all trades or master of words.

But I do ponder about beauty and aesthetics. Because high school art program is highly visual, my poetry journey is influenced by my cynical thoughts and exploration on society and influences from English literature I read. Shakespeare, Marlow and various scholars are still impactful, but once I study art history, my idea of beauty and aesthetics are challenged.

I long to write "roughly", have my words trempled in dirt, ridden with war and blood and the ugly, but it is not my style. I tried. My palette evolves into art, infused with art history ideas and the essence to enrapture. Seduce on satin stanzas. Divulge or spit meaning in a word. Once I wrote about how Takashi Murakami and his team of artists challenge "high art" into commercialization and make it accessible, and I admire the work that museums pour into make art accessible, but at my core, my euphoric medium is poetry. When I can spill more words, we have prose. When inspiration needs brewing, I head to my flute and browse at art. Art is infinite. Beauty is subjective.

The society ramblings evolved into relationships with words and music, stampeded through scents and flowers and now I am translanguaging my Chinese and Japanese history into English.

In my carefree artistic nights roaming as a sage, I await a duet with Rajor, as I sip rich wine or tea like poets in Luoyang, and ponder like Cao Zhi who wrote Rhapsody of Goddess Luo.

Except I saw through the fickle desires of the world, and embrace my sensuous ambitions to be a sage/artist in artistic haven, to enrapture with bursting bubbles of beauty and ever changing aesthetics. 



Friday, Nov. 27, 2020 @ 11:45 p.m.

Playing Memories in Luoyang and Yearn of East Wind made me inspired, but my body is too tired to write the prose/story I wanted, and poetry in Allpoetry can get repetitive

But I do have goals - to be carefree poet/flutist who can spend days crafting, refining and relishing my arts. Perhaps, drunk with caffeine/cocktails while dancing in the woods and scribbling poems on trees. If ancient poets willed and did it, perhaps it would be an euphoric state of mind too.

Those who don't understand will say this is a hobby and we must have jobs, but those who do will know that this is a lifeblood. When one has seen through the worldly dusts, the aspirations to such euphoric is an indescribable state.

Ah, Memories of Luoyang, how Li Bai and Du Fu bought me into another state.. 



Thursday, Nov. 05, 2020 @ 12:15 p.m.

There are so many important things to do, to think - USA Elections, HK National Security Law, Covid-19 etc etc

They are important. We should vote, fight for social justice, model positive behavior etc. However, there is also a point when we remind ourselves of our purposes, and relax and let God come in. (Or whatever name you call)

All of the US Election posts remind me of my youth. I always wanted to be on the frontline to fight this injustice, to better this world and make things right. Power was surprisingly not attractive to me. Maybe because when I learn that when I try to argue and show my opinion to family, there are 4 voices that are louder than mine. May as well save my breath than driving myself insane to bicker with 4 more people.

So much that my mother called me "our cute little dragon (other half says it is cute little dragon in a pink tutu -_-, my real dragon title is misled by those two ...)

That said, I always want to right things. I also liked that attention. But being a fighter isn't my purpose, and after seeing the horror of Bangkok protests, Lebanon Civil War and Hong Kong protests, I saw that it is important to try and shape and right the world, but immediate results can be two folded. It can work or fail, now or later. You have to calculate well to make the right decision.

Since I saw that politics isn't my foray and had my attention satisfied with creations of artistry, I retreat into healing and creativity. After all, we are in a mortal world, we are human and politics can be twisted into something, but healing and creativity ...I can save and nurture my self, strut that visionary mind and share haven with others.

That is much more fun to me.

But this realization takes time, I had to understand myself and satisfy my own ambitions and goals first for 5-10 years first before I flick fans and dab in flute and pens like a true literati.

Recently, I came across 20 or so songs specially composed for Bilibili and each represents a piece of Chinese history. I love it so much that I slowly compose my adaptation for flute for ones I like, but the one I love most is about two Taoist masters.

They were each commissioned by the Emperor to produce divinations for the future, and one went berserk to produce the results for next 2000 years, so the other one had to stop him and tell him not to leak all the secrets of heaven!

Reminded me how we all want to rush and get things our way, but have to be reminded to not look at it in a mortal, human and short-term perspective.

I suppose I really should figure out what fans I should flick next time..