New York Mirror

Oct 11th, 2018 Blog Entry Louis Leung 1 min read

People often ask me why I moved to New York, i.e. which cliche did I came for? Mine was the mirror. I wanted a raw reflection of who I am and an unapologetic echo of what I’m doing wrong. This city attracts lost souls; you’ll find what you’re looking for, only to realize it’s not what you’re looking for. You get that out of your…

My Biggest Weakness is My Lack of Forgiveness

Oct 10th, 2018 Blog Entry Louis Leung 2 min read

I have a habit of burning bridges. I don’t believe people can change, but some can be more careful about hiding their nature the second time around. My test is to be kind to everyone and watch how they respond once cordialness is unnecessary. The ones who are worth keeping are the ones who show respect; I don’t believe in fighting for friendship. I can…

Immortality: In Remembrance of My Grandmother

Oct 9th, 2018 Blog Entry Louis Leung 1 min read

I feared death until someone close to me passed away. My grandma was 86, capable of living a few extra years, but she was in such agony that the doctor recommended we put her out right away. I watched in solemn reticence as she slowly had her life drained. This took a few days and she was wide awake for the duration of it. My…

Mom: A Tale of Blue Monopoly Houses

Sep 27th, 2018 Blog Entry Louis Leung 4 min read

To save money, I had decided near the 2008 winter break to make homemade Monopoly sets for each of my co-workers. The idea was genius — dedicate each property name to the numerous departments and make them one-of-a-kind collector items. Louis Leung would be the office’s most popular employee and maybe even that cute Korean girl from human resources might notice (she didn’t, oh well)….

Just Sayin’ No

Jul 24th, 2018 Blog Entry Louis Leung 2 min read

The irony about being clean is that people are judgmental about it. I don’t prefer drugs; pharmaceuticals turn me off. It makes me a bit unrelatable and people come to false conclusions — I can seem a bit standoff-ish. I don’t care if people love cocaine or xanax; I just don’t find losing control a desirable thing. My whole love for intellectualism gets thrown out the…