My ID
I hate it when I lose my ID card.
I hate it when I lose my ID card.
Tags: losing things
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I was made to function most effectively at 3am. I usually live out of two 50lb suitcases, but I welcome any opportunity to sleep on a well made bed. I plan into excruciating detail, but I will always have time to play. That is why I have started more projects than I have finished. I embrace my last name more than my first; it is, after all, what connects me to my roots. Speaking of roots, I will be posting from China in 2008-09. I will report on the highs and lows of my life as a Fulbrighter and my identity as a Chinese-American. To date, I have left too many footprints in the Internet realm. Thank God there are five million other Amy Changs. [more...]