We all look up to Sarina. Personally, I want to be like her when I grow up; completely young at heart, funny to the core, yet wise and full of life. She is a princess too. Unlike those from fairy tales, this kind-hearted princess needs no rescuing from anyone. She is regal and magnanimous. She is one of the few people I know whose pride is true; whose pride is a virtue. One who never confuses such pride with vanity, and always generous and forgiving. I truly admire her noble heart and mind.

The Ulman Cancer Fund for Young Adults – Design For A Difference – chair design challenge

Humans enter a dance with time from the moment we are born. The time we measure with clocks and calendars can be perceived and spent quite differently through personal choice. One may choose to kill time while waiting or to dream of new ideas and possibilities. “Quality Time” was born out of the choice of two close friends to share their time with one another and to share with those young adults facing cancer. Challenging times are when we most greatly need love, support, motivation, inspiration and humor. Alone time, however, becomes just as valuable as time with friends and family and seemingly inconsequential moments can be used for reflection and meditation. It is our hope that the time you take to explore and appreciate “Quality Time” is a lively jive, with unexpected flips and a smile at the end.

I feel average.

Despite the fact that I am or not, I feel average. It’s all relative I know. My mom said that “If you’re the smartest person in your group of friends, it’s time you find new friends.” I take this advice to heart so I’m never the smartest person around.

I saw dad recently (he’s technically my best friend’s dad who “adopted” me) and he mentioned how proud he is of me – for all the things I’ve achieved, how independent I’ve become because I was the kid who was always playing catch-up.

As an immigrant, I am always playing catch-up. I played catch up to be average, in order to fit in. Whether it’s English, school, or TV shows, music or books, I am always behind, especially with books. My knowledge is mostly based on all the catching up I did over the years. It’s very limited compared to an “average” person.

Due to my limited knowledge, I am always so enthusiastic, surprise with a sense of wonderment when I discover new things. I am like a kid who had been locked up from the rest of the world and finally discover it, with A.D.D. But the things that I am excited about tend to be really really simple, almost average. These things are not Earth shattering or world changing, just simple, brilliant ideas in my mind. My sense of awe isn’t necessarily curiosity or a love of learning, just simply that I’ve never seen it before.

Yesterday, I discovered a tiny little book, tucked in between a hardcover boxcar book, and something else…Ah, The Phantom Tollbooth, another great book I discovered a year ago. So thin and little was this book that I didn’t even know of its existence until now. It’s Ed Emberley’s Little Drawing Book of Trains, published in 1973 with an inscription “From Mom, 2/14/79. Happy Valentine’s Day,” and Doug’s 6-year-old handwriting of his own name. I instantly fell in love with it. Sprawl on the carpet, I looked through it. Then, got my pens and pencils, learned how to draw a train.

By the end of the day, I drew 5 trains, in between various work. I can’t believe I’ve lived for so long and never knew how to draw a train. I can’t believe these books exist, and this particular one is older than myself!! See, I was so behind!

I am so proud of myself that I have to share my best train with y’all. I believe I would be a better artist now if I had these books when I was little.

This knowledge officially earned me an average person status. Yes…I decided.

ps. This book is out of print. However, there’s Ed Emberley’s Drawing Book of Trucks and Trains. I am going to collect all the other ones. I especially want to learn how to draw weirdos.