Constellation of Life

The Origins,

The Origins of Zhu Can Bo

Once upon a time, in a faraway land, there was a little man.

This little man was born in a humble palace, one decorated with golden lights and crystal chandeliers. He was born crying and frail. Yet his legs were unusually long, and so was his...

As he grew, he found an interest in servers. Minecraft servers. His parents would get tired of his shenanigans. The red carpets would be filled with wet little footprints left by the little man. His legs were too long; they could never catch him. His hands would be inseparable from his MacBook. From Minecraft.

So by his 5th birthday, they exiled him to the dusty lands of Boston. Quite unusual behavior, the people said, for parents to send away a child at such a young, pivotal age. Oh, and pivotal it was. He became an overlord by the age of 6.

Boston did not see him coming. The villagers mirrored those in his Mincraft servers. There were no differences between the oak planks in his digital worlds and the walls of people's homes. The Bostonians were furious, helpless, and fearful for his TNT was much too powerful. It was like he could see everything they did. A dinner, a secret gathering, a shower. Nothing escaped him.

By the age of 7, the little man left no room in the skies. Green and red lights would blink just beneath the clouds day and night. The whirring of his drones drove the people to insanity. The drones were his eyes.

His parents were ignorant. Drinking white tea and dawdling in their freedom.

By the age of 8, he'd burned down their palace.

The Origins of Aaron Lee

Once upon a time, in a land far far away, there was a big boy.

His birth was a mystery, to this day we do not understand how he was born so big. His steps shook the earth, reminiscent of the titans of a long lost land.

What we know of his history begins at the age of 3, when he was given his first burger. The village of Hamburg, once a beautiful tourist destination, was destroyed by his hunger. There, he became known as the Burger Confronter. He amassed an army of admirers who sought to become as large as he. However, after that incident, he disappeared off of the face of the Earth. His lovers and enemies alike wondered, where had the Biggest Back gone? Where will we find our destiny, to be big?

1000 years later, he appeared again, in a mysterious city only known as The Bay. There he gathered all kinds of teachers who taught him all kinds of skills. Through the power of the internet, and a mysterious ability called "Rizz", he earned the hand of the most beautiful, wonderful, and perfect Olive. No one thought he could do it (me especially), but somehow, he did it. There he earned his second title, the Girlfriend Obsessed.

Then he disappeared again, appearing 100 years later, in the smoggy City of Angels. With him, his trusty evil twin, Lauryn Kinsella. Lauryn Kinsella fed new horizons into his brain through an ancient text called InnoD. He began to touch computers, like no one else has touched them before. He created things that moved, and things that had "users". Here, he earned his third title, the Design Nerd.

All together, it creates the perfect triangle of Aaron Lee, for he is a simple big boy. He is a simple boy, who only thinks of food, his girlfriend, and design.

And that is the end... For now.

The Dilf

"Hush! It might hear you from here. Don't make a move until I signal. I don't want to hear even the crunch of a single leaf." Johnny pestered as he pulled Teri to crouch behind a large fallen tree. He slowly arose and peeked over, and scanned the clearing. It was empty. A pile of autumn leaves sat on the left, and a small boulder on the right. All was still.

"But why? There's nothing there!" Teri peered through a crack in the fallen tree trunk and saw nothing. The clearing was empty.

"Wait for it. The wind is still, so it must be on its way."

"What's on its way? What, what, what! Tell me now please, please." Teri couldn't help but tug on the lower corner of Johnny's shirt. Then on his sleeve weenis. Johnny rolled his eyes at her.

"You'll see, Teri," he held in his laugh, "when you're ready."

"I hate you I hate you I hate you I'm gonna keel you."

"SHUSH!" Johnny's eyes widened, and Teri scrambled to look through the crack.

"It's just a bunny, Johnny," Teri said, disappointed. But as she looked back up at Johnny, she saw he was as still as a statue. She tugged on a corner of his pants. "Johnny why are you so obsessed with that bunny." He was silent.

Crunch!

Teri whipped back her head to peek through the crack, and the bunny was no more. In its place was a tall, bearded creature on all fours. Somehat human-like but disfigured with the features of a reindeer and a face of a man. Its antlers must've been longer than the lowest limbs of all the trees that surrounded the clearing, and its hooves were each the size of Johnny's foot (very large). Teri could feel Johnny's heartbeat pound through the forest floor. Was he frightened? Excited? The creature turned its head, now facing the fallen tree the two were hiding behind. No, it turned to face Johnny.

"The great Dilf" Johnny gasped.


Jan.30 2025

I must say he’s skilsetl is stronger than me - or should I say more inspiring.

The projection and cars, and chips, with long exposure, very interesting.

I guess I deserve it after all, and not to mention my speaking isn’t that good, and been picking details and questions and… not good..

alright, had a day off doing nothing

not feeling good about doing nothing

not gonna do this again

lol

Jan.30 2025

If you really want something, and then it proved to be unreachable, that feeling of fall is huge.

I just don’t know why I always fails at interview.

Eventhough I say it’s okay, but I still feel it kinda hurts.

I still want the connection from their, the people seems very interesting.

Yet, no. I guess I’m still a weirdo at this place.

I don’t know teamwork and my communication skills sucks.

why am i even here.

Where am I?

“有一段我在这个世界上的支撑太少了” 现在的我是否也还是这样呢

或许我的爸爸做的并没有错 或许我某个时刻就会萌发出die的念头 这或许是最重要的一点吧

尽管我到现在来也是经常以die来开玩笑 莫名其妙就开始hang myself die了就不用写作业啦

很羡慕她们有很多朋友的人 我一直会有一种 fomo 当我不和我的朋友在一起的时候 我也一直觉得她们好优秀

我也很想向她们看齐 尽管我知道大家的技能树不一样 但是我自己会觉得很伤心很自卑 看到她们能有这么广的交际

其他人或许能有多重的链接 或许还有中学的圈子 网络的朋友 一切一切

我的链接仅限于这里 这个学校 我将何去何从?

我该怎么看齐这个世界? 我似乎也不适合工作 我似乎很不擅长于交流和合作 说起来 似乎我们学院最重要的一点技能 我是缺失的

前天是最差的一天 昨天是最好的一天 今天又是最差的一晚上呢

我的情感和逻辑体系似乎是分离的 我的情绪就像是工作时播放的白噪声或是轻音乐一样 它总是在的 它总是在背景后 它总是有一些情绪在发生 这些情绪似乎也不完全归属于我的逻辑体系管控 它像是大脑中的一种chemical 一种不需要电传导信号触发的反应

我属于哪里?

Talk, Me, Deep

They really does know how to talk

They know what they are doing - not intentionally maybe - but they know.

Might be just inherited from parents or built it out during childhood.


What I think:

I wish to have ability to talk fun and engage in conversations like they did.


Why?

I love to hang out with them and they are the most family feeling friends I have here at USC

I believe if I had the ability to talk like they did I will be more liken at this circle

I want to engage in the conversation, not just be a listener.


I feel like I'm lacking behind

They all know different languages


I still do not feel like I worth it.

I still do not feel I belong

I still don't know where I am

I still wish for connections


I have feeling for things.

But my brain is not always processing or know what and why and logic.

It almost feels like some of the scenes trigger my emotional response without needing my brain to process

I have feeling for things that I don't necessarily know how to talk or describe or think.

I just feel.

东方与西方 艺术与科学 夹缝之中

t's like... I don't feel entirely compatible with anyone...

I have an taste in art, but not enough to understand entirely what the artists are saying

I have a background in tech, but not focus enough to dive deep into a niche conversation 


I feel things deeply, but me is not interesting enough for people

They are good at communications, they have connections all over the campus.


They know how to do certain things at childhood, and that's how and why people get good.

It's hard to learn something new later on.


Tasks in front blinds our eyes

Vast holiday in front distance our dreams

Say, Do, Think

I do more than I say, I think more than I do.

Speech is at the bottom of everything I do. Somehow I never tried to impress nor describe to people what I'm doing. Despite me wishing for approval and attention.

Or is it that I just don't know how to sell myself? What does it even mean to sell myself?

Scared. Fear. Disapproval.

We need to reduce the daydreaming and criticizing ourselves. Why do I still always feel like I'm invaluable and not worth other's time? Why am I still so scared of coffee chats and chatting with person individually? I'm afraid of me not able to handle the 1-to-1 conversations. I'm afraid of me not able to handle group interview with peers. I still do feel so bad when others are having a good time. It's not like that I'm jealous of them, it's like I wish to be there personally to celebrate with them, the FOMO. We don't know how to handle disapproval. We are scared of disapproval.

Peers. That's where my pressure comes from.

We need to build out our confidence. We need confidence. We need to strive. We need to be alive.

Sado Times

I feel sad... it's like I don't wanna be there at USC anymore somehow...

I don't know... the afraid and scared feeling once again went onto my head

I'm still even struggling with deciding whether I should go to LA anime con or not...
always pushing things to the last moment, the last second.

I'm a little tired..
It feels like I've just been on my phone for the past week or so
Learning to drive, lunch, phone checks, sleep...
Infinite Loop it seems.

It's quite draining seeing myself did nothing
But did I? Or just made a random script with whisper for auto transcribing and translations

I don't even want to ask in the group chat if anyone uber with me together on 9th
I guess I'm just going alone then? Perhaps?

Ugh good old introvert is back again

I kinda wish my bubble is infinite big - that way, i can fit the entire world into my bubble and feel good exploring everyday

:(

Feel

我感觉我回到了在初中上课的时候
那种坐在窗旁的感觉
那栋楼 那个书店 那个窗户 那个顶层

那个小时的我
那个世界好小好小的我
那个会哼着圣诞节歌曲在在课间蹦蹦跳跳的我

世界远比你想象的要大

你会遇到很多很多人
也会遇到很多你喜欢和喜欢你的人

你没有做错任何事情
你只是在跌爬滚打中前进
你选择了对你来说最正确的道路

共勉