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In 2023 I was in a mental hospital. People seemed to be shocked I was there. But i had one of psychosis, psychological break so hard I ended up checking myself in there. After a few days, I was discharged. During the stay, a guy kept playing piano in the common room. That made an… Read more

The big bang tv show is hilarious. I wonder why not so many people think that. A lot of jokes are new too. One of the things about the show was how it made people of colors look more ordinary compared to the white characters on the show. It’s through their portrayal of certain types… Read more

In 2019, after I graduated, I went to temples in Toronto alone deeply hurt by how my friends and classmates treated me with their badmouthing, bullying and exorcising. I did nothing to invite these treatments. The only thing I could think about is the fact I graduated with distinction which invited absolute jealousy, resentment and… Read more

I saw Caroline Kennedy on the New York Times in 2025. She was criticizing her cousin Robert f. Kennedy jr. since then I have started wanting to go visit New York again. I felt for some reason that what I saw in 2017 when I did that was not representational of the big apple. I… Read more

Dolce design studio Dolce design studio is a germination of ideas. It comes from the Italian word, dolce, meaning sweet and soft. I think of leather supple, beautiful and long lasting. It is a design studio focused on branding, graphic design and website designs. It streamline the process of thinking so the customers don’t need… Read more

The psychedelic exhibition at rom suggests people’s lives have become enmeshed with drugs. The pandemic is just another opportunity for big government and feds to make money through selling meds. It has made many people realize how little their livelihood means to these people who control people’s budgets, finances and money. The capitals are flowing… Read more

A group of 20 something girls are doing hard drugs and liquors in a bar in 90s in nyc just moved from Los Angeles. They ingest a type of liquid drugs through straws and needles pretending they are drinking through their flesh on their arms, wrists and throats. It’s hers ozempic. Hottest drug out there. It makes them high. They are here to meet Donald j. Trump, the real estate tycoon who used to be a democrat, a goat, a star. The strippers in the clubs are splitting their legs midair and whistling a tune through their lips. They are all black and Asians with a few white girls in their undies.  One of the girls in the 20 something group is an Asian beauty, Tatianna Philips, with dark black hair and black cat eyeliners. She wears a pair of sunglasses and sits cross legged in a magenta metallic slip dress hung on her shoulder with metal links and only reaching her mid thighs, showing multiple tattoos on her legs and chests, all flowers, birds, and dragons.  Several other girls touch her on her arms, thighs and wrists laughing, giggling, and asking how she is doing. She kicks up her right leg crossing on top pulling a drink, a sunrise mai tai in a tall curvy glass, towards her chest sucking on the colorful pink striped straw, falling her back on the dark red leather couch, putting her feet wearing black patent platform sandal heels on the glass topped table plated with mangoes, passion fruits, apples, hams, cucumber sandwiches, floral arrangements consisting of roses, lavenders, baby’s breaths, and assortment of cakes.  She said with a lilt in her voice, whatever. Gimme some cards. I’m borrred. One of the girls sitting around in a black dress with blonde hair, a Korean American, Mary Chantal, smiles and grabs two decks of tarot cards and playing cards from her Chanel purse, putting them in front of Tatianna, mouthed in the loud bangs of electronic music, here. What you gonna do? A white guy with blonde hair also in his 20s wearing white shirt and white cargo pants, Eric Alexander, come and squeeze himself between Mary Chantal and another girl, a Russian girl whose name is Victoria yado, with green eye shadows and in a blue silk slip dress wearing a Tiffany & co. necklace, putting his arm around Mary Chantal and Victoria Yado kissing Mary Chantal on her cheek and smiling charmingly at Tatianna, what’s the matter? Play or not play?  Mary Chantal slaps him across the face and spits, don’t touch me! Who the fuck are you? Tatianna looks down at the cards in front of her through the dark shades of the sunglasses coldly bending towards the desk picking up, shuffling and cutting the cards with her hands after she puts the drink on the table near a bouquet of roses, cakes and tissue papers. Tatianna mixes the cards and pulls one card from all the cards displaying it between her right hand middle finger and point finger up in Mary Chantal’s, Eric Alexander’s and other girls’ faces, speaking out loud, look! It is what it is. An ace will not play. The card is a heart K.  Tatianna stands up suddenly shocked by the sudden drop of the music in the club. She walks to the middle of the crowd having a Celine bag hung over her shoulder. They gyrate to the beats of the music as the people in the crowd, white, black, Asian and various ethnicities pass a joint around. One of them lights it with a match. She smokes it and blows the white smokes out of her mouth.  Tatianna feels extremely uncomfortable as if suffocated by the heat suddenly sweltering in the space. The girl sees her and feels a glimmer of compassion inside her. She gives Tatianna the joint and asks politely, do you want some? Tatianna Philips, growing up in the 1980s Los Angeles, has never accounted for a stranger’s kindness. She smiles and pushes the friendship joint away with three of her fingers.  Tatianna thought about clubbing as a way of life. The music, the lights and the dances. She considered herself lucky in the middle of so many New Yorkers. They laughed and clearly were so high even… Read more

What constitutes as scams? So I blocked a person who I interviewed long time ago from OCAD university, called Simu, on WhatsApp. Somehow he found me and my phone number. This insane creep started to say sorry again about his behavior. I was shocked how he could find my phone number and didn’t get the… Read more

Photobooth is an app I loved on MacBook. It gave me different faces without makeups. It’s a wonderful experiment. Read more

What type of jail is Vanier? I was arrested in 2021, and then 2023. They put me briefly in Vanier centre for women. I remembered sitting in a cell and kept calling for officers. Or I used toilet paper to write a draft of c magazine review while officers poked their heads in and checked… Read more