My Research Journey

In this blog, I will go into detail about what I was working on for my Pandemic Prevention Project from 2014 to 2019, from when I was homeless, in despair and lost but, at the same time, on track with my objective.

But first, I want to say that whether you love the world or not, your intentions are purest when you know that getting things done in a thorough and timely manner matters most—no shortcuts or illegitimate excuses for doing something last minute to save it. And I will name-call because I hope my opponents understand my honesty in this mission and how much I had to offer during the pre-pandemic stages in order to prevent one. So here we go…

When I met Diana Paraan in 2015, she was a senior-level designer at Dry July; she was (within three days) very passive-aggressive. I was merely an intern with aspirations to prevent pandemics through design. I was three months into my project after graduating in September 2014. I couldn’t bare her passive aggression. I already saw a guy who didn’t like me when I was a virgin. He was emotionally unavailable. I’d been socked in the face for even letting my feelings get so far invested in him through my chemical attachment, my dad punished me at the time dealing with this random guy named Michael S. She told me I couldn’t follow instructions after giving me a task, and fair enough, my life was worse off. I was broke, and my life was utterly humiliated, thanks to my poor decision-making. After three days, I negotiated with Diana and said, “I’ll give you one week to find someone else,” she agreed (or so I thought) by the time I left. That very afternoon after my lengthy travel home, she said she had found someone else, and so for the next few days, without telling my parents; I sat in the library scouring through scholarly books, learning to reference my material and wrote because I had no laptop. Until I finally broke the news to my parents about my departure from the internship.

I then went to work for Select Print. This position lasted 1 mere week. There I met a Lebanese woman named Leanna (or however you spell her name). While I sat at my desk, she pulled me up to tell me to re-design a catalogue with a Ferris wheel on there, and then she said, “This Ferris wheel looks like springs”. Diana had been working beside the Luna Park Ferris wheel. Which implies that Diana was a whore on bed springs. After three days of dealing with Diana, I found an article showing her kissing a Filipino actress’s husband, and the paparazzi caught her red-handed. I just shut my mouth for a year and two months because I wasn’t giving a shit about her. 

When I didn’t respond to Leanne, she got in my face because she was having a bad day while I was in my chair. I left after one measly week.

After that, I was waitressing at Max Brenner as a waitress and continued my research. There I met Sandra Christie. Sandra then told me to quit my job at MB and work at Victoria’s Secret for better pay. Stupid me, I did just that. One day I accidentally broke a policy, I purchased an item over the counter for myself, and that’s not allowed. My manager Siobhan then became very intimidating. Maybe I wasn’t scared because I knew how to fight, but she got in my face. I left that job. In short, Sandra said, “Don’t tackle viral epidemics”, when I disclosed what I was working on. But even then, I continued. I knew there was a bigger vision. Sandra then ditched me and continued her graphic design career.

Then I went to work for Allcraft Printing, where I met Bilal and Emma Gora, who would end up being two erratic managers. Bilal said, “You’re not allowed to make a mistake”. I can’t even begin to explain how my journey. I went to the UNSW My Big Idea conference, where I scored MVP (Minimum Viable Product) for one of my ideas (the garment). Came back to work and printed off the form in 2015. Long story short, I made a blunder, and they could’ve quickly taken money out of my paycheck for that mistake, but no, Emma Gora had to fix her lips to say, “We’re ending on bad terms.”

After months of going through all of the pain and hurt, I fell homeless after listening to my parents advising me to not make enemies. My parents no longer believed in me, and they were the ones who told me to go make something of myself. 
While I was homeless, I sat in the North Sydney Library, figuring out how to prevent global destruction. I even went to UNSW Innovations to ask for help and was accused of ‘harassing’ Mary Liu.
I’ve even got a list of nationalists who do nothing for their country (enemies). I do not like these people:

  1. Tuygen Nguyen
  2. Diana Paraan
  3. Natalie Siow
  4. Emma and Bilal Gora
  5. Leanne
  6. Siobhan K
  7. Sandra Christie
  8. Michael Spencer
  9. Mary Liu

Most of them are East Asian, and three are Lebanese—do you know what kind of damage they have caused to the world? Do you know Dry July advocates against the more enormous killer (Cancer)? Did you also know that more giant killers go up during epidemics? I read all that before the pandemic. I also read that when the Lord Resistance Army waged Civil War in Africa during the Ebola outbreak in the 1900s, those combinations were catastrophic for any third-world country that has endured civil war. There’s nothing left in Lebanon after the Beirut blast. And ‘Stop Asian Hate’? Give me a break. The names above created a tremendous humanitarian crisis globally for pro and anti-vaxxers.

I drew three ideas, two of which were implemented during the pandemic to a lesser degree of risk mitigation. Find me a graphic/product designer who was drawing rapid genome systems and geographic information systems before the pandemic for a higher mortality rate virus with no licensed vaccine available since the 1970s? Preventing pandemics means you look after the world population in a team that won’t take crap from low-down liars and gas lighters like the ones I have listed; those are your culprits.

Whilst many take the COVID-19 pandemic as a ‘lesson’. Let’s not forget prevention is better than the cure, and nothing was prevented because accepting these things and inflation was somehow a more ‘genius’ way to navigate the world apparently.

What does pandemic prevention mean?

At the end of everything that has happened—I now have to look after the world population because preventing pandemics looks out for everyone mentally and physically. That’s what design is; it’s for the people because people are the economy. We’re not used to being cooped up at home awaiting government instructions to stay home for long periods of time. Wishing and normalising pandemics/epidemics is a wild way to bury economic life. It isn’t economical to want it or accept it.

You can read more on my blog, The Importance of Pandemic Prevention.

Thank you for reading my trivial story lol.

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