A new year means another step closer to embracing my flaws, my dreams, and my inner fangirl obsessions: in short, being brave enough to embrace everything that makes me, me. Thus, it seems apt to update this post to reflect how I’ve grown in the past year and admit the truths I am now brave enough to say.
There’s a pounding in my head,
The weight of words unsaid,
And a pounding in my chest
Of screams that just won’t rest.Read More »
He asked me how I forgot him so quickly.
I replied, “I put our memories in this box and locked it with a key.”Read More »
In my story, without a doubt,
She was my favorite chapter.
Perhaps that’s why, I still can’t
Make myself read past her.
In my story, we were fantastic,
Like fireworks in the night.
Perhaps that’s why, no one else
Will ever feel as right.
© Jade M. Wong
Last year, the best friend and I crossed something significant off our bucket lists: Attend New York Comic Con. This year, I crossed off another thing: Cosplay! Cosplay, or costume play, is the act of dressing up as a fictional character.
Since this was my first time cosplaying, I knew I had to bring the Harry Potter love, and so, unsurprisingly to anyone, I chose a Ravenclaw student as my first cosplay. What do you guys think?Read More »
From Halloween and New York Comic Con preparations to studying for midterms and digging out scarves, October means a lot of things to a lot of people. For me, October is the month of new beginnings—it is to me what January is to most people.
My year starts in October because this is my birthday month. This was the month I was born, the month I started life, and so every year, this is the month I reflect on how I have lived, make my resolutions for a happier, healthier life, and then start again. Read More »
As a child, I always dreamt of the world beyond what I could see. Now that I’m legally an adult (ugh), I realize belatedly that always looking towards the horizon meant missing what’s in front of me. Turns out, New York is an amazing backyard to play in.
This past summer, I crossed two things off my New York Bucket List: Paint-Nite and Outdoor Movies.
Painting + Open Bar + I-Don’t-Know-What-I’m-Doing = Paint-NiteRead More »
There was a banyan tree growing in the sand, one leaf for every memory we shared, one branch for every year.
There were leaves turned crispy brown for every time we argued, growing next to leaves of bright green for every time we made up.Read More »
As August winds down, I’m happy to say it’s Mission Accomplished with the Goodreads Summer Reading Challenge. Not only did I read through the list *cough*by cheating and combining prompts together*cough*, but this challenge also reestablished a reading routine, which in turn, allowed me to stretch out my writing muscles. Stephen King knew what he was talking about.
GOOD AS GOLD: READ A BOOK THAT WON A GOODREADS CHOICE AWARDRead More »
They arrived first: one Asian girl checking their reservation with the host and the other girl checking her frizzy hair in a pocket mirror.
“Stupid humidity—every time,” she groaned as they were shown to their table.
“Do you think she’ll show up?” the Asian girl asked. “Probably not, right? It’s been five years since we’ve talked.”
I have ink in my veins
And blood in my words,
I have a voice behind this pastiche of a life,
A voice that is dying to be heard.
I have verses in my heart
And a heartbeat in my pen,
I have a raft fashioned from rosewood and paper,
That has saved me again and again.Read More »