When I had been a child, I could only conceptualize emotions in one axis: love and hate. Somewhere along my education, I learned to conceptualize emotion through another axis: passion and indifference. Similar to the x and y-axis on a Cartesian coordinate, the two axes of emotion do not interact with each other, which is […]Read more "the econometric origins of emotional indifference"
On those night when my evening is free of any activities, I would occasionally make a trip to the Wasabi in Regent’s Square next to the headquarters of Santander London. I would, of course, have to be in the mood for the curry and sushi that it sells — my diet these days is composed […]Read more "adding vegetables to wasabi curry"
The other day, I saw an advertisement for the release of Kingdom Hearts III on a red, double-decker bus passing through Gower Street. Later, I came home to write my essay on the religious allegories in Defoe’s Robinson Crusoe due the upcoming Wednesday. But, I could not get the release of Kingdom Hearts III out […]Read more "finding my childhood in kingdom hearts"
I remember an instance in time when I had been waiting for a rave to start. I had come alone to the venue, and the idea of dancing without friends did not appeal to me, so I waited upstairs to observe the happenings of the dance floor below. There, I was able to notice the […]Read more "edm and the male gaze"
On Sunday afternoon, after Church services but before playing Dungeons and Dragons with the UCL Knitting Society, I went to Euston station in search of a Sainsbury’s to sate my appetite. I wanted to purchase a sandwich with perhaps a vegetable to be eaten raw on the side, but I found no such luck. Instead, […]Read more "vegetable pasty at euston station"
I left the Ministry of Sound at around 3 AM completely sober. I walked past the a collection of drunk people loitering at the entrance. As per usual, they were doing drunk people things. Usually, the presence of garishness bothered me because I found loud conversation to be an uncalled assertion of existence. But, at […]Read more "the night tube"
On the train back from the fields of Flitwick, I reflect upon the lyrics of “One Kiss” by Calvin Harris (ft. Dua Lipa). One kiss is all it takesFallin’ in love with mePossibilitiesI look like all you need Except, of course, in substitution of a kiss, a conversation. I wonder how many minutes of conversation […]Read more "one conversation is all it takes"