OKAY I PROBABLY HAD THE BEST DAY EVER TODAY. And it was all because of you wonderful people. (: You guys are the best. <3
So I have a few special thanks;
ISABELCHUA: You cutieee. <3>
EMILYYANG: I hate you for being so fluent in Chinese. >:O I cannot write like that at ALL. But I really really appreciate the fact that you took time out to write a card for me. (: And I looove it. Makes me miss the the long-agos so much. But makes me look forward to four more years with YOU, dearie. <3
SHIVANTIKARIYAWASAM: (Did I spell that right? :D) So on the card I'm guessing you're a donkey? And I'm a cute little bear? (: OH a bear with pretty brown hair. Ahha I always wonder how people like you guys can make small simple things look so beautiful and artistic. And your handwriting is pretty too. (: But most important of all, your LETTER is just so darn. I don't know. Special to me. You betcha I'm gonna keep it forever and ever. (:
CATHERINEQIAN: I like the necklace. And the notebook. Let's pass notes. :D (Yeah I love you. Fine. I guess I must say it. HAHA just kidding. <3)
ANGELCHOI: WOW eight pieces of paper. Eight pieces of love. <3>
ANDREWFANG: I'm not using that penny until I'm an old, old lady. And I'll look back and say "Oh! Twenty-oh-eight? Why, that's when I was in high school! That's when that Andrew gave me that birthday card. Ohohohooo the good ol' high school days." Okay no just kidding. Way too tacky. -__- But I love the card. (Haha transitional jumping picture. All Ian's fault, I say. -__-)
ALICECHO: Those were the most beautiful fourteen balloons I've ever seen in my life. (Killed everyone in the hallways, too, but we don't care about that!) And you spent so much money too. ): Makes me feel so guilty. But don't worry! I'll get you even MORE on your birthday. (:
And to everyone who shouted happy birthday to me in the hallways and during lunch and afterschool, thankyou so much. You might not think it's a lot, but to me, it means so much. Thanks for making this the greatest birthday ever, guys. <3
I'll be old in a few hours. (: I really don't like flaunting my birthday or whatever, but I'd just like to share that I'm pretty happy. Since I doubt my family's pumped up at all for my aging, I might as well carry all of that excitement. So what advantages come with being fourteen? I guess you show a better image as an adult, maybe? Show your parents you don't need them everywhere, but you do need them sometimes. I don't know. A lot of you out there have been fourteen for quite a while. What do I know? I'm just an October baby. (:
But you know what. I still feel kind of down. And even I don't know why. I think it's cause I'm expecting too much, and not getting enough. Doing nothing while I should be doing someting; doing anything. Yeah I'm sorry, I'm not making much sense. Do any of my posts really make sense? You know, sometimes I think there's something seriously wrong with me. -__- I mean, would anybody sane get depressed at random times and then turn over-happy and then be depressed all over again? I'm probably some freak of nature..?
And for Izzy's post: I know you better than you think. (: You're not shallow; you're not stupid. And you would be the last person somebody would accuse of being unaware of the real world. You probably have more taste of the real world than anybody else here. And we like you the way you are; bubbly and bouncy, always ready to cheer up someone else, even if you're feeling down. It's called selflessness, and that's what you have. (: So don't worry. We love you. <3
For Michele's: You know, I really love your blog. Your little cryptic remarks always make me think. A lot. (Hurts my head too, sometimes. -__-) Don't worry, your fairy tale's probably coming soon, if not already. You deserve one. (: And for your most recent one; the first one isn't love, it's infatuation. The second one is love. So you have my answer.
^I love you guys. (: Ahha, see. There's my bipolar streak again. Depressed -> Loving.
I remember in fifth grade when my teacher asked me which one of my five senses I could probably live without. I answered my ears. It sounded right at that time. I didn't want to be blind; I didn't want to be unable to taste; I didn't want to be unable to smell; I didn't want to be unable to sense. Now that I think back, I was pretty stupid. Live without music? I really don't know where I'd be without music. It's the only thing that makes sense for me at times. Accepts my depression, stays there with me, then brings me back up slowly. I don't think anybody human would be able to do that for me. Music is like this cleansing system that goes through all my feelings and sort them out, throwing away the ones that don't belong, enhancing the ones that should stay. Without music, I'd probably die.
I'd die without you too. So why do you leave when I need you the most? Stay. Please stay.
"You never told me you were Japanese!" "You never told me you were a GUY."
Happy birthday Caaatherine! I hope you see this all the way back in China. (: This marks our SEVENTH year we've known each other, and we're still tight like our first year. (: I love you dearie. Have fun with your family in China. <3
My internet died. And it's gonna stay dead for five or six days. The only reason I can post is cause I'm freeloading the library's internet connection. (: It's free, but it lags and I'm afraid someone finds my password somewhere. -__- Life without internet is so haard. D: Especially when you want to know the Olympic results and the only place you can get that is watching TV 24/7 or buying the newspaper every day. And I miss AIMing and my mail and Facebook and my beautiful blog. D: And all your guys' beautiful blogs.
So Saturday I went to Josh's house. I found out that he was a fourth Japanese. I NEVER knew that. I knew he looked a little queer for a full Chinese, but I thought it was just because he WAS queer. Apparently it's not. D:<>
So okay. Time for me to go now. (: I'll talk to you guys in five more daaays. (:
"Over the hill?! You mean, I'm going downhill now?!"
Today was my mommy's birthday. (: My dad, Tina and I went to Party City and Ralph's and Marshall's and Honey Bakery to buy all her stuff. Balloons, decorations, flowers, a purse and a wallet, and a cake. Then my dad took my mom out to the movies while Tina and I decorated the house. Haha they moviehopped four times. XD Way to gooo. See my wonderful influences? :D
So later we're all gonna go play video games! Mario Party 4. (: And we have the perfect amount of people, so it's gonna be fun fun funn. (:
I have a question for Michelle Chang. For all the layouts that you use, do they automatically have comments in the html? Or did you put it in? And if you put it in, can you tell me how to enable them? Thanks. (: Cause I found all the pretty layouts, and I scroll down, and there's no comments. -__- Which sucks. Cause I love comments. (:
Sleepover at Archie's tomorrow! :D Excited excited excitedddd. (: I bet you Archie's gonna be the first one to fall asleep. Then Angel. Then me. (: HAHA I'm gonna stay up the longest. I bet you I will. >:D
I miss ASB. I miss it so much. ): I hear Josh talking about what they did and where they went and who said what, and it makes me so saddd. D: Cause I want to be the one watching what they did and hearing what they said and going where they go. The whole year I spent in ASB, I didn't even notice how close we got. I just concentrated on getting my class to go to activities, and planning food sales, and stressing out over social. And for me, free fifth periods felt normal. Cutting everyone in front of the Student Store and just opening the door was a regular routine. Running for the copy machine every Monday to run off agendas was something I did sub-consciously. And now, I probably won't be able to do all that again. It's gonna feel so weird walking to the way way waaaay back of the line in front of the Student Store. And actually sitting down in a classroom during fifth period? And learning?! That's going to have to take some getting used to.
Well, I guess I'll run in my sophomore year again. I doubt I'll make it though. =/ And I'll miss all the seniors in ASB THIS year. They're all going to be gone. D: And I love them! I really do. <3>
OKAY I PROBABLY HAD THE BEST DAY EVER TODAY. And it was all because of you wonderful people. (: You guys are the best. <3
So I have a few special thanks;
ISABELCHUA: You cutieee. <3>
EMILYYANG: I hate you for being so fluent in Chinese. >:O I cannot write like that at ALL. But I really really appreciate the fact that you took time out to write a card for me. (: And I looove it. Makes me miss the the long-agos so much. But makes me look forward to four more years with YOU, dearie. <3
SHIVANTIKARIYAWASAM: (Did I spell that right? :D) So on the card I'm guessing you're a donkey? And I'm a cute little bear? (: OH a bear with pretty brown hair. Ahha I always wonder how people like you guys can make small simple things look so beautiful and artistic. And your handwriting is pretty too. (: But most important of all, your LETTER is just so darn. I don't know. Special to me. You betcha I'm gonna keep it forever and ever. (:
CATHERINEQIAN: I like the necklace. And the notebook. Let's pass notes. :D (Yeah I love you. Fine. I guess I must say it. HAHA just kidding. <3)
ANGELCHOI: WOW eight pieces of paper. Eight pieces of love. <3>
ANDREWFANG: I'm not using that penny until I'm an old, old lady. And I'll look back and say "Oh! Twenty-oh-eight? Why, that's when I was in high school! That's when that Andrew gave me that birthday card. Ohohohooo the good ol' high school days." Okay no just kidding. Way too tacky. -__- But I love the card. (Haha transitional jumping picture. All Ian's fault, I say. -__-)
ALICECHO: Those were the most beautiful fourteen balloons I've ever seen in my life. (Killed everyone in the hallways, too, but we don't care about that!) And you spent so much money too. ): Makes me feel so guilty. But don't worry! I'll get you even MORE on your birthday. (:
And to everyone who shouted happy birthday to me in the hallways and during lunch and afterschool, thankyou so much. You might not think it's a lot, but to me, it means so much. Thanks for making this the greatest birthday ever, guys. <3
I'll be old in a few hours. (: I really don't like flaunting my birthday or whatever, but I'd just like to share that I'm pretty happy. Since I doubt my family's pumped up at all for my aging, I might as well carry all of that excitement. So what advantages come with being fourteen? I guess you show a better image as an adult, maybe? Show your parents you don't need them everywhere, but you do need them sometimes. I don't know. A lot of you out there have been fourteen for quite a while. What do I know? I'm just an October baby. (:
But you know what. I still feel kind of down. And even I don't know why. I think it's cause I'm expecting too much, and not getting enough. Doing nothing while I should be doing someting; doing anything. Yeah I'm sorry, I'm not making much sense. Do any of my posts really make sense? You know, sometimes I think there's something seriously wrong with me. -__- I mean, would anybody sane get depressed at random times and then turn over-happy and then be depressed all over again? I'm probably some freak of nature..?
And for Izzy's post: I know you better than you think. (: You're not shallow; you're not stupid. And you would be the last person somebody would accuse of being unaware of the real world. You probably have more taste of the real world than anybody else here. And we like you the way you are; bubbly and bouncy, always ready to cheer up someone else, even if you're feeling down. It's called selflessness, and that's what you have. (: So don't worry. We love you. <3
For Michele's: You know, I really love your blog. Your little cryptic remarks always make me think. A lot. (Hurts my head too, sometimes. -__-) Don't worry, your fairy tale's probably coming soon, if not already. You deserve one. (: And for your most recent one; the first one isn't love, it's infatuation. The second one is love. So you have my answer.
^I love you guys. (: Ahha, see. There's my bipolar streak again. Depressed -> Loving.
I remember in fifth grade when my teacher asked me which one of my five senses I could probably live without. I answered my ears. It sounded right at that time. I didn't want to be blind; I didn't want to be unable to taste; I didn't want to be unable to smell; I didn't want to be unable to sense. Now that I think back, I was pretty stupid. Live without music? I really don't know where I'd be without music. It's the only thing that makes sense for me at times. Accepts my depression, stays there with me, then brings me back up slowly. I don't think anybody human would be able to do that for me. Music is like this cleansing system that goes through all my feelings and sort them out, throwing away the ones that don't belong, enhancing the ones that should stay. Without music, I'd probably die.
I'd die without you too. So why do you leave when I need you the most? Stay. Please stay.
"You never told me you were Japanese!" "You never told me you were a GUY."
Happy birthday Caaatherine! I hope you see this all the way back in China. (: This marks our SEVENTH year we've known each other, and we're still tight like our first year. (: I love you dearie. Have fun with your family in China. <3
My internet died. And it's gonna stay dead for five or six days. The only reason I can post is cause I'm freeloading the library's internet connection. (: It's free, but it lags and I'm afraid someone finds my password somewhere. -__- Life without internet is so haard. D: Especially when you want to know the Olympic results and the only place you can get that is watching TV 24/7 or buying the newspaper every day. And I miss AIMing and my mail and Facebook and my beautiful blog. D: And all your guys' beautiful blogs.
So Saturday I went to Josh's house. I found out that he was a fourth Japanese. I NEVER knew that. I knew he looked a little queer for a full Chinese, but I thought it was just because he WAS queer. Apparently it's not. D:<>
So okay. Time for me to go now. (: I'll talk to you guys in five more daaays. (:
"Over the hill?! You mean, I'm going downhill now?!"
Today was my mommy's birthday. (: My dad, Tina and I went to Party City and Ralph's and Marshall's and Honey Bakery to buy all her stuff. Balloons, decorations, flowers, a purse and a wallet, and a cake. Then my dad took my mom out to the movies while Tina and I decorated the house. Haha they moviehopped four times. XD Way to gooo. See my wonderful influences? :D
So later we're all gonna go play video games! Mario Party 4. (: And we have the perfect amount of people, so it's gonna be fun fun funn. (:
I have a question for Michelle Chang. For all the layouts that you use, do they automatically have comments in the html? Or did you put it in? And if you put it in, can you tell me how to enable them? Thanks. (: Cause I found all the pretty layouts, and I scroll down, and there's no comments. -__- Which sucks. Cause I love comments. (:
Sleepover at Archie's tomorrow! :D Excited excited excitedddd. (: I bet you Archie's gonna be the first one to fall asleep. Then Angel. Then me. (: HAHA I'm gonna stay up the longest. I bet you I will. >:D
I miss ASB. I miss it so much. ): I hear Josh talking about what they did and where they went and who said what, and it makes me so saddd. D: Cause I want to be the one watching what they did and hearing what they said and going where they go. The whole year I spent in ASB, I didn't even notice how close we got. I just concentrated on getting my class to go to activities, and planning food sales, and stressing out over social. And for me, free fifth periods felt normal. Cutting everyone in front of the Student Store and just opening the door was a regular routine. Running for the copy machine every Monday to run off agendas was something I did sub-consciously. And now, I probably won't be able to do all that again. It's gonna feel so weird walking to the way way waaaay back of the line in front of the Student Store. And actually sitting down in a classroom during fifth period? And learning?! That's going to have to take some getting used to.
Well, I guess I'll run in my sophomore year again. I doubt I'll make it though. =/ And I'll miss all the seniors in ASB THIS year. They're all going to be gone. D: And I love them! I really do. <3>
Impress me. Sing along to Bon Jovi and Muse with me. Watch Lion King until your eyes hurt. Laugh at all my jokes. Buy me striped clothing on my birthday! Learn to love my Mickey. (: Memorize my phone number, and memorize it RIGHT. Buy me CD albums for my birthday/Christmas/anything! Never tell me you want to watch me swim. Get me Vitamin Water when I'm stressed. (: Tell me your life story. I'll tell you mine.
