VOLUME ONE   050101.100250      
v2evolution : writing

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INTRODUCTION

They say people don't change. But I say people change by the second. Every moment a few thousand cells in your body die and are immediately replenished. And if you keep a diary, you would know that each day is a different day, each day you are older (but not necessarily wiser). Keep on writing then, that's what I am doing, because I know one day I will look back and laugh at myself. It will be a hearty laugh for I know I may not be wiser, but I was certainly a fool.
.V2 THOUGHTS RECORDED

This is now my diary. I don't write anywhere else but here. Read on, if you are bored, and see how a human being evolves, with every entry. And a few months, a few years down the line, you will know me by heart, and we shall be friends. :)


  SHORT STORIES
  TITLE   DESCRIPTION
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   The Tokyo Train Home
    - PART I - 4 Chapters (15 pages)
    - last edited on 09/15/04

    - Tokyo Train Home Subway/JR Map

This is my first story. I am not sure how the story will develop. I will release the entire story chapter by chapter. And I will be revising the story all the time. My goal is to make this story into a film, if I could.

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   For Justice and Liberty - (2 pages)
    - last edited on 01/11/05

This story was inspired by a scene I observed on 01.04.05 at the Portland International Airport. A marine leaving his daughter (or son) and his wife. The wife was howling big time and it was really sad to see what happened. I wrote the story on the plane while heading back to Boston and I hope you will like it.

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   I am a toy - (1 page)
    - last edited on 02/20/05

Sporadic imagination materialized into words. True story, because I know it's happening right now, somewhere.

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   A moment in Love - (1 page)
    - last edited on 02/26/05

We are all waiting for someone to truly love us, as much as we can love back. When that person calls, do you have the right words to say? Do you actually know what to say?

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   Heartache - (2 page)
    - last edited on 03/25/05

Actually this story is not exactly about love. It's also about something else. Well, that you will have to guess.

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  POEMS
  TITLE   DESCRIPTION
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   A Present for Twenty
   04.03.00 / South Hall, Tufts

This was really really random. I sat by myself looking out the window for 5 minutes and the next thing I knew, I was typing like crazy on my computer. I call this real creative writing.

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   The Journey To Search For
   04.21.00 / South Hall, Tufts

My attitude toward Love at the age of 20.
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   Small Thoughts I / II
   07.18.00 / Florence, Italy

Had a bad day that day, went out by myself and wrote random stuff in my notebook.
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   Evolution
   08.01.01 / Taipei, Taiwan

A simple summary of myself and the changes that took place within. An indirect aftermath of my visit to Japan.
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   Winter
   12.10.03 / Huron Ave, Cambridge USA

This piece is a result of my spontaneous mind at work. I rediscovered it from my diary and I don't really know why I wrote it.
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   Love, Love
   05.25.04 / Huron Ave, Cambridge USA

Something, or someone must have said something. I completed this one in mere 20 minutes. My disposition on love.
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   Plush
   08.27.04 / Taipei, Taiwan
A very dark poem. I think it's OK. When you are emotional, you are either extremely sad, angry, or happy. I tend to be emotionally sad.
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   There I Was
   11.10.04 / Cambridge, MA

no description.
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   My Conclusions
   02.28.05 / Cambridge, MA

Not a poem, but some observations.
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   A Lie 2000 Years Old
   03.18.05 / Lake Oswego, OR

Some thoughts on the biggest lie ever deviced by man.
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   A White Ribbon
   04.06.05 / Cambridge, MA

I say loving is deceiving. But sooner or later what you've done to others will be done upon you too.
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   Eulogy to Love
   04.09.05 / Cambridge, MA

Wanted to fall in love like a naive child, only to realize that love actually doesn't really exist. What really exists is the deception of love, the dark shadows of it. But in retrospect, love also exists, but you just can't find it if you remain a child.
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  ESSAYS
  TITLE   DESCRIPTION
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   The Battle
   04.15.00 / South Hall, Tufts

Sometimes when you wake up from your drunkenness, you are a bit depressed and you start to think. Well, I did and I put what I thought of into words.
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   Satisfaction
   05.30.00 / Hill Hall, Tufts

This is the word that all of us are looking for. And yet, when will you know that you have truly and securily obtain satisfaction? I am still trying to figure it out.
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   Growth and Regret
   08.23.00 / Lake Oswego, Oregon

Touched on the 2 words that we all face. Think most of us want the former than the latter. But know that they go hand in hand sometimes.
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