Inspired by friends, nostalgia for the 2000s-esque blogging era, and instruction to seek an “emotional and creative outlet” by my therapist, this blog exists to provide my quasi-unemployed ass something to do over the winter break.

A close friend of mine told me that he still occasionally watched the old volleyball montages I had made for our social team a few years back. This was, in all honestly, quite surprising to me. Making those videos was an entirely self-serving task – I had merely enjoyed video editing at the time, and I wanted provide an anchor of sorts: a memoir of a time where we all were able to commit a Sunday’s night to play some volleyball.

It sounds kinda stupid, but I just never expected anyone beyond myself to enjoy the labour of my creative efforts. The videos I had made for my own sake, were watched and re-watched by the people around me, even though years have passed. I think this concept of putting content out into the world to serve as a reminder of the past holds intrinsic importance, and it is something that I would like to continue upholding.

Time moves fast. Most of the time, I don’t remember what I did yesterday, let alone last week, or even the week before that. We are already past halfway into 2025, I’ve gone through so much change and growth, and yet I feel like I have no recollection of anything that has happened at all. How many days, weeks and years do I have left to live? How many days, weeks, and years have I already lost to the annuls of my memory?

Perhaps subconsciously, this desire to put out content into the world, whether it be my videos or my writing, stems from an inherent fear of being forgotten; a fear that my existence will be erased from the world after my death, just like how I’ve forgotten what I ate for dinner last week. I hope that in my absence, my creations will serve as proof that I ever existed at all – insurance to remembered by anyone I had ever cared for. (not that I have any particular plans to die soon, but you never know :^)

In essence, this blog serves to be proof of my existence, a reminder of how I thought in the past, and hopefully just something cool for you to read. I hope that my words make you chuckle, smile, and maybe even ponder more?

go make cool shit