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I was born in Korea and left before my first birthday.
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Wikipedia's a collaborative experiment akin to Simon Winchester's account of the creation of the Oxford English Dictionary in 'The Professor and the Madman,' which outlines James Murray's mission to produce the tome in the 19th century.
Mary H.K. Choi
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Teens are strange and magical.
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I always get super confused by the way we look at technology, because since when were all phone calls created equal? It's not like every text is the same or that all texts are human interactions that are compromised. I don't get how conduits somehow dictate sentiment.
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People bursting into song in unison and then pointing it at me is maybe the worst thing I can think of, never mind that you have to pay good money to go be yelled/danced at.
Mary H.K. Choi -
A fanboy's heart is filled with love, enthusiasm, and insecurity.
Mary H.K. Choi -
The second single from 'Purpose,' Justin Bieber's fourth studio album, 'Sorry' is an infectious confection - a Dorito for your ears.
Mary H.K. Choi -
I'm just going to write whatever I'm going to write, and whatever shelf or section they end up on at the bookstore is just going to be that, and I'll let the marketing people pull their hair out and worry about it.
Mary H.K. Choi
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You always feel like a hack and a fraud when you're writing. It's just how it goes.
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Consider this: alms aside, Wikipedia is fueled by competitive pedantry and emo-ness. How great is that?
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I'm a big believer in puking out all your thoughts in a single sitting and getting some version of the work down, because the alternative just prolongs the agony. The first draft is hideous and ajskdlkdfksjdfslfjk, but it's just a map for where the big blocks go.
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In New York, you collect a thousand encounters a year, a passel of handshakes, a zillion air-kisses, and boatloads of business cards that you pitch into your purse and eventually deposit your chewing gum into. Amid this break-neck montage of glancing contacts, I'm tormented by the constant thrumming fear of being fingered as a flake.
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Nothing beats SoulCycle for dumbing all the way out or re-calibrating a mood in less than an hour, which is reassuring, since I typically wake up in a panic that's candy-coated with a low-grade rage.
Mary H.K. Choi -
Yes, Justin Bieber is a contrivance. Yes, Justin Bieber's lyrics are insipid - worse still, disingenuous. Yes, his tattoos stink. Yes, he's lousy at skateboarding. But what does any of this actually matter? In case you missed it, Bieber won.
Mary H.K. Choi
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Never post boring back-to-back selfies.
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SoulCycle feels gross, is gross, and I'm grateful to have found it.
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LaCroix sparkling water is absolutely delicious.
Mary H.K. Choi -
Nothing is more untoward than a grown man tasking another with snapping a pic expressly so he can 'flex the 'fit.' It's tacky -self-aggrandizing - and speaks to an existential neediness typically reserved for failed actresses and phenomenally successful rappers.
Mary H.K. Choi -
Have passion, yes, but acknowledge that side projects are still work. They shake things up, just like switching up your workout helps you stay one step ahead of your torpid metabolism. They scramble the synapses.
Mary H.K. Choi -
When I was five, I compound-fractured my arm, pulverising my elbow.
Mary H.K. Choi
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Eventually, I just want to write wavy little short stories.
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If there was a button that I could push that would agog my brain to the level that I felt first seeing 'Avatar' in its entirety and another one for food pellets, I would die of starvation.
Mary H.K. Choi -
I commit words to paper and the Internet for everyone to pick apart, so I think I tend to be a lot more cynical and dulled.
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You are overwhelmed, overscheduled, and dejected because you keep trying to have it all - or at least most of it. You want a fulfilling job and personal life, and it's not working. The way out? Work more.
Mary H.K. Choi