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My Crazy Dad

My dad and I are very close. The biggest thing we have in common though, is our tendency to find other solutions to a problem. For example, my dad temporary sofa covers using duct tape and fabric he bought online and I built a makeshift shelf support using books. Recently, our caulking gun broke, so we used various tricks in order push the silicone out. Regardless, every time we use our DIY talent and instinct, the outcome is something that solves the problem in a cost-effective, functional, efficient way. And that’s all the matters right?

My dad has taught me a lot of lessons. Like to always work with what you have, or how to retain composure when a situation is stressful. My work ethic, grades, and this blog that I’m writing in at this very moment are all thanks to my dad. Thank you, Dad.

Love, Nodi.

June 7, 2017 3 comments

Moments Nature

Sun Surf Stars

I really love the ocean. Especially on warm summer days, the ocean is not only a relief from the heat but also a refreshing change for all the senses. The ocean makes me feel things that nothing else could imitate. Like, for instance, the smell of the ocean, which is indescribable on its own. There is a light scent of sea salt, but not so much that it becomes overbearing. There should really be more ways to describe scents. The most exhilarating part of the ocean for me is the noise though. When looming waves crash into the sand, a roar almost like a lion is released and rings in my ears, along with seagulls nostalgically cawing in the distance. It’s almost as if the song of the ocean gives me some sort of energy, I always feel like I can run for miles as long as I hear that noise every now and then. The feeling of the ocean is incredible too. Nothing will ever even come close to simulating the feeling of sand wiggling through your toes, as the seawater washes it away. Just writing about the ocean makes me feel miss it already. The sight of the oceans is absolutely breathtaking. It amazes me to think that the ocean can spread so far and wide, like a giant blanket covering the Earth, so large that I can’t see the end. Next summer, I plan to visit the ocean as much as possible. Instead of collecting seashells or building sandcastles, I just want to sit there and stare at the scenery.

June 7, 2017 3 comments

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Why You Should Visit Every Chinatown

I love my Chinatown.

I really mean it when I say this. Chinatown is a place that only very lucky cities have. For those who don’t know what I’m talking about, the New York Chinatown is a densely populated neighborhood, filled with a variety of foods stalls, shops, and bubble tea cafes. At first visit, Chinatown might be unsettling to you. The streets are always crowded, the area is very loud and sometimes, it doesn’t smell like a bouquet of roses. But once you look past that, Chinatown is truly an otherworldly place. I seriously don’t feel like I’m in New York anymore when I enter Chinatown. Usually, I go to Chinatown to eat whatever they have to offer. Usually, my family and I go for hotpot, spicy soup or Szechuan cuisine. Either way, we always go home with filled bellies and me fanning my mouth from the spice of some of the certain dishes. To cool down, I usually drink bubble tea too, which is slowly becoming one of my favorite drinks. At first, I thought it was really weird. Why drink and chew something at the same time? But gradually, I learned that bubble tea is an acquired taste for some, and I started to like it more and more. With our drinks, we will often walk around, either around the street, observing the foods being sold and the things up for sale, or we’ll go to a mall and window shop. Often though, we pick up fruits from Chinese groceries, as their fruits are really cheap and of good quality. After the day is done, we end up home, usually skipping dinner because Chinese food is that filling.

April 21, 2017 3 comments

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