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jessa

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Everyday Stories, Lived

Life

  • Life’s uncertainties

    I think about the many ways my life would turn out, like in a role-play game where each choice leads to another set of probabilities, possibilities, and alternatives. However, unlike a game where I can always return to the next save point if I don’t like how things are going, there’s no do-over in real Read more

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  • “Think before you trust”

    I have been following AI updates to stay in the know, although I don’t delve deeply into the technical discussions—closest would be reading Ethan Mollick’s regular newsletters on “the implications of AI for work, education, and life.“ When I stumbled upon this video yesterday, I was amazed how I had a “shared experience” with Seth Read more

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  • On to the next

    So many things have happened in the past few days that I can’t help but think how long the months have been! Like a fish gasping for air while flipping and tumbling on dry land, the reality is starting to sink in, slapping me in the face: one month more and I’ll be out of Read more

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  • Bed is for sleeping

    Novo knows where he can take long naps during the day when we are out working. Read more

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  • Realities about electric vehicles I never knew about

    While on my way home, I thought about electric vehicles as I mentally sort the cars that we pass by. It must be nice to own an electric car, signaling that you care for the environment. However, after watching a documentary from 7 News Spotlight, I realized that my initial idea of electric vehicles was Read more

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  • Hard work doesn’t look the same for everyone

    I was taught that if I just worked hard, I’d have the opportunity to escape poverty. The formulaic approach seemed straightforward and doable from my perspective. Work hard, get ahead—a simple equation I believed in without question. Until I didn’t. Upon deeper reflection on this approach and after watching hours of documentaries about the cyclical Read more

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  • I have forgotten what free play feels like

    One afternoon, while my friend was exploring my tablet’s pen, she said, “Let’s play,” while drawing a hasty tic-tac-toe grid on my notetaking app—no tutorial, no settings to configure—just spontaneous play. We took turns marking Xs and Os, neither of us keeping score. The simplicity felt childish, so my adult self started to scream inside Read more

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