I was asked to write a biography of myself for Barcode magazine in Saigon. I was excited at first, now I’m terrified. They pick out the most prominent personality for every month’s issue. And they pick me for their upcoming issue in Spring. I find myself no interesting in the uproar art scene of neither Saigon nor Singapore. I’ve just dropped out of the school. I work illegal here for money. I have not paid the deposit for a place in this Spring’s class at FIT. I’ve lost my ambition in studying fashion. I’ve been chasing an invisible goal in my life. I’m totally bland right now. What should I write?