TSIAN

Made for art. Trained in science.

my reflection corner

Everything here is pulled from my Instagram — a place where I document my existence like I’m building evidence for a future therapist. I overshare on purpose. I’m not “private.” I’m not “mysterious.” I’m simply out here fighting memory loss with Wi-Fi and vibes. Because when I look back, I don’t want to realize I lived through a whole year and can only remember… being tired…… These photos are my proof that I was here: I laughed. I walked places. I ate something cute. I had feelings. I survived Tuesday. No memories lost. No moments erased. If life is going to be chaotic, I’m at least making it searchable. 🔍✨

🤳 Fresh Shenanigans from @Cra2y_G1raffe.

What a winter…… ❄️❄️❄️ I can’t breathe… 😂😮‍💨 Just binged 3 episodes of ‘Who Killed Jill Dando?’ this morning 🔍📺 and the big reveal is… plot twist: NOBODY KNOWS 🤯🙃 thanks Netflix…… It’s very very cold. Better work from home.👀 Monoclonal #antibody… doesn’t it remind you of that one friend who has insanely high standards and never settles? 💅🧊 #Antibodies are the ultimate picky daters. 😳🌹They don’t do situationships. Snow day? 🥶 #Antibodies: “Perfect. Keep it cold and don’t thaw me again.” Boston #winter is brutal. You step outside for 0.2 seconds and immediately regret every decision you’ve ever made. 💨 The wind hits you like it has childhood trauma AND a personal grudge. My breakfast was a #portable Caesar salad in the snow. ❄️🥗🌯 Life is #busy. I think I need an MBA…… 🤔because I’d like to read the manual this time (maybe?😂)…… Balanced meal: #sugar, #sugar, and a little more #sugar! 😳 Reading Adeline Yen Mah’s book isn’t about the big, dramatic moments… it’s the small details that make it so #relatable…… Those ordinary moments carry the real weight. Through them, the loneliness and emotional distance feel unmistakably familiar, and silence becomes not just a theme, but a way of surviving…… 🥹 I’m such a weirdo. 🌼🙉🌼 A spicy breakfast. 🌶️ Okay…… I know I probably need to read something a little more wholesome 😂 but I just just finished 👀Then She Was Gone this morning and I’m still processing 😮‍💨📖…… Anyways, my anxiety + this book = FBI level overthinking 🧠🔍💀…… My next book goal is to read something useful and healthy for once… like a self-help book or something that won’t make me suspect everyone is missing. Pretending it’s healthy because it has 💚spinach. It’s not emotional eating if it’s after midnight, right? 🍪😬 #InsomniaCookies at 2:45 am. It’s me, hi 👋, I’m the problem, it’s me. Rewatching 👑The Crown👑 and balancing gut health for both breakfast and drama because the British monarchy isn’t going to digest itself……🐎😂 She said: we’re #matching or we’re not leaving the house. 👯‍♀️ #Boston 🛫🌃🛬 A haunted house! 💀 (Yes, I came back for this weekend. Yes, just for this weekend.) Every time I see a bunny now, my brain goes: “high-affinity… great specificity… solid immunogen response.” 🐰🧬 Selling rabbit antibodies has officially ruined all innocent bunnies for me…… they’re no longer cute, they’re commercially viable. 👀👀👀 Anyways, If you need antibodies… you know who to contact (ME). Sometimes you’re just casually reading papers… and suddenly one reaches out, taps you on the shoulder, and says, “Hey. Remember your past research?” 🦎🕷️🧬 Wasn’t looking for it. Didn’t expect it. Academia truly works in mysterious (and slightly funny) ways. There was no actual fish in this “poke” bowl. 🥣👀🐟🐠 Okay maybe it was just a salad bowl with soy sauce. 10/10 flavor. 🌶️ 0/10 stomach experience. ☠️ A heavy, twisting knot deep in your stomach…… not sharp enough to scream, but constant enough that you can’t ignore it. Waves of pressure roll in, tight and uncomfortable, like your stomach is slowly protesting every bite you enjoyed. You’re not nauseous exactly, just painfully aware of every churn, every squeeze, every second passing. It’s the kind of pain that makes you sit still, breathe shallowly, and think, “Okay… this was a mistake.” Cute cup, traumatic coffee. 👀 Proof that looks are not everything. When life gets sticky, we choose grass jelly. I just need to get through this week with minimal chaos and decent vibes…… The calendar turns, still scented with memories. Once upon a prompt ✨, ChatGPT wove a storybook scene in pixels: a Christmas kiss, warm lights breathing softly in the background, a quiet giraffe standing watch, and a moment so tender it feels like it knows your heart before you do. 🎄🦒💫

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