The world is what it is and you are what you are
^o^.
Last time I'm ever gonna cut my hair in a long long time.
Atirav. This is study hall. And I miss u.
I don’t know what to say. Thank you for being such a good boyfriend. You are always with me, regardless how weird, moody and violent I can be. That’s why I always look for you. But that’s not why I am with you. That’s not why I love you so much. I love you because… just because… I don’t know. I have this feeling that even if you won’t take care of me anymore, or even if you are not interested in me at all, I’d still look for you, and I’d still love you.
You are my best friend, the closest of all who I feel comfortable to be around. I have never felt like I need anyone so much in my life. Well… apart from my parents I guess. Anyways, you should know that I really love you ok? And even though we disagree in many things and we argue like crazy, I’d sacrifice a lot to be with you.
You have to know that I am not sweet and caring, and maybe if I do care, I wouldn’t know how to show it to you, but I am always myself when I’m with you and I hope that will never change. I love being around you because I feel like I can do whatever I want and you won’t judge me. You know me so well that I can’t even imagine.
I miss you so much. This note is for after graduation. But it’s 25th February right now and it’s the 11th day of our official relationship.
Love you,
Muah.
Sue.
I have more than a million things to say for this semester. The last time I wrote an entry, it was like… winter vacation. And ya. White Houses.
So. I am graduating from high school. My high school life has been weird. With a bunch of friends from the deepest corner of the earth. My bestest friends, one is from Bhutan, two from Nepal, one is half British, half American, one is half British, half Indian, two Mizorameses, two Ladahki, one half Korean, half Jap, one ful Jap, one South Indian. Too many close friends and too many insights.
I have this weird ass accent. I think the reason I get 108 in TOEFL, not 116 is because I had a Asian/Indian accent. Anyways. It doesn’t matter.
I skipped school yesterday. Hiking to Flag Hill, enjoy the last moment to be on top of a mountain.
I am actually graduating out of high school. Okay, my Vietnamese friends, you don’t understand this, because most of you are already out of high school. But I’m telling you, it’s the hardest thing to let go. High school.
When you can still break rules without hesitating. Being stupid most of the time. When you sleep off in music practice. When u use profanity without thinking. When you spend money like you don’t deserve it… And all those stuff.
It is going to be over very soon.
I am going to be in college. In Clark University actually.
I will be in 950, Worcester, MA, USA. Near Boston. If anyone ever want to visit me.
But right now. I am still enjoying my time. With my baby, with my friends, with my high school life. With myself being the bitchiest senior ever exists on earth.
Tomorrow is my symposium presentation day. Its like you have to stand in front of a bunch of teachers (probably the principal) and classmate (or even underclassmen) and represents an author. Amy Tan, in my case. To show how Chinese culture is included in her works as a writer.
Haha.
After a Thousand years you guys.
Please welcome me back to the 360 world.