Title: hey, 22. See you in 30minutes. I have nothing more profound for you than this smile. However, straight out of the gate, this got me through my Sittoo’s sudden illness and subsequent death, humiliating myself during callbacks, 2 V-Day’s, (trying) relearning how to ride a bike, adventure-times, Ireland, Seagull, my first and second round of TML, and this here bloggie blog art project. I feel kind of fail-tastic about it. I really planned on involving more video and visual art, but hey, life happens. I should’ve stuck to my guns more. I’m sorry I have nothing more profound than this here face sans makeup, but it’s how I’ve been hanging for the past year. I think I’m/it’s pretty resilient and pretty pretty. So, haters, back off, I’m Aliee F*cking Chan and I’ll always be 21.

don’t overthink
just keep going
tomorrow’s it
then you’re 22 -
then what?

just keep going.

Title: let it be known that starting today (otherwise known as heinous monsoon day), that weather.com decided it would be significantly colder and wetter on my birthday than previously predicted.

Title: from ms ensler and myself - love your tree.

Title: chan has run out

Biggest thing I learned today: the bad wedding singer from The Hangover is the same awful wedding singer from Old School.

Title: who i am, or could be, according to the actors access breakdowns.

DON’T JUDGE A GIRL BASED ON HER SEXUAL PAST/PRESENT/FUTURE - YOU DON’T KNOW.

Title: if you’re wondering if i want you to, i want you to.

Notes: change pronouns, apply. facebook is dumb.