I’m just waiting for the day when he tells me, “I don’t want you anymore.” I expect it by now, how could I ever be this happy and it be real? I’m fooling myself, I could never be this happy, could I? But I love him. I loved him the day I met him because… Continue reading Him.
And grades are in! It's official, I completed my first year of college with straight A's. WOW. STRAIGHT A's! If you had told me in high school that in college I'd make it onto the Dean's list, I would have...TOTALLY BELIEVED YOU. For all four years of high school, I kept telling my family I… Continue reading Day 163 of 365
I remember April as if it were yesterday, which is crazy because we’re already a week into May! Oh all the things I have yet to do! These are the goals I will attempt to pursue: Work my running endurance time up to 25 minutes. Try to increase my push-up count to 30. Shed three… Continue reading Day 128 of 365
Love is just a word that lingers in silence. It doesn't need to be said, It doesn't need to be heard, I can see it in your smile. So look at me. Let the warmth of my breath coat your skin Let me hypnotize your thoughts into thinking Sound is not necessary. In fact, I… Continue reading Love is just a word.
To the boy who loves me next, I'm quiet, but when I'm not quiet, I'm loud. I play the piano four hours a day, so please don't get annoyed, it's the only thing I've ever really felt good at. I wake up early most days because the morning air is the most peaceful to me… Continue reading to the boy who loves me next.
Life update: I am undeniably happy. Yup, that's right, I'm changing my major AGAIN. I don't know why I couldn't just accept my passion in the first place rather than run away from it. I love music. I love art. I love acting. Oh but if I major in math, people will think I'm smart… Continue reading Day 81 of 365
Outside my window lies a tree with ample stems And each stem reminds me of an abandoned beginning As if they sprouted without a purpose And wallowed away while another one grew And only a few bloom Which makes me think about my own family tree About which stem blooms next Hoping it's the stem… Continue reading The stem that blooms.