When I was little, my mom used to take my sister and I to Costco. One thing that we always tried to keep in our pantry were cans of Kirkland Signature tuna. Homemade tuna salad was an integral part of my childhood food memory.
Tag Archives: nostalgia
Roots
My mom tells me, the apartment you and your friend are renting next year has the same square footing as the house you grew up in, which kept a roof over 4-6 people’s heads.
Thanksgiving Break Thoughts Part 1: Routine, Card Games, and the Old Days
A few months ago, my parents and I were discussing flight schedules; I was adamant about just staying on campus over the two-day break my university had allotted the students. Those two days don’t justify spending a small fortune for the plane ticket home! I’ll be back home two weeks after Thanksgiving for my WinterContinue reading “Thanksgiving Break Thoughts Part 1: Routine, Card Games, and the Old Days”
Cutting Someone Off Feels Like Drowning A Puppy
You are drowning a puppy. You are so tempted to let the puppy live but for some reason you know in your heart that this puppy, however cute and engaging, is toxic. So it squirms to use its air path, and it struggles hard to win back the right to breathe but slowly it startsContinue reading “Cutting Someone Off Feels Like Drowning A Puppy”
Something About Playlists…
If you clicked on this thinking it would be a sizzling summer playlist, you were wrong. (but there will probably be one up later next week!) Does music ever make you feel nostalgic? In high school, when debate seemed to dominate my life, I would download new music right before every major tournament…there are playlists in myContinue reading “Something About Playlists…”
Seven Final Thoughts about Senior Year (Graduation Edition)
One final blog post about senior year and graduating, I promise. 1) I think I have finally figured out why the college process can induce so much stress. The essence of college admissions is comparison, the root of all unhappiness. Without comparing students to one another, colleges wouldn’t be able to coherently choose candidates for admission,Continue reading “Seven Final Thoughts about Senior Year (Graduation Edition)”
My life in Roman numerals
i) They say that I don’t smile. Almost every person I know looks at my empty face and asks why I’m looking at them like I want to kill them. I took a look at my face in the mirror the other day, nay – I stared deeply into my eyes and saw that indeed,Continue reading “My life in Roman numerals”
Nothing but nostalgia
No.Stal.Gia. Nostalgia. A beautiful word really, even if I initially didn’t think so. It’s meaning is even more beautiful: a sentimental longing or wistful affection for the past, typically for a period or place with happy personal associations. 17 years old, and I’ve got nostalgia intertwined in my hair, in the spaces between my fingers,Continue reading “Nothing but nostalgia”
Excited kitty
When you’re anxiously awaiting something, time gets distorted. It no longer follows a linear path, where you count down the days until what you’ve been waiting for. Instead, you follow it through loop de loops and pivots and re-runs, simply because your imagination is so strong. Time neither speeds up or slows down. It followsContinue reading “Excited kitty”
Camp withdrawal
I miss everything and everyone so much, it hurts. This is the first post published from Atlanta in 7.5 weeks, as the rest have all been from Ann Arbor. I woke up this morning-er, afternoon, after a heavy 15-hour sleep and all of this emotion and soon-to-be nostalgia came flooding towards me. It finally materializedContinue reading “Camp withdrawal”
Cat Zhang 