The incident changed me. I went from a confident 18 year old to this weak and sad little thing. Turned my life and world around, afraid of the corners, scared of the phone calls… scared of the name. What happened to me? Did I grow up from that? Have I left myself in that incident. Am I really me. Less about me more about them… Because I know them more than I know me?
March 17 2010
About
your typical asian girly. lately addicted to working out and hot tubs. had a WILD 2010, almost as wild as mardi gras but not as much beads, but its only started baby!
currently in a field i'm not sure i should be in, but that seems like how careers are started. i envy those people who know what they want to be in grade 2. it's like, "I WANT TO BE A BUS DRIVER, BEEP BEEP" and they don't have to try much past HS. damn people.
currently in a field i'm not sure i should be in, but that seems like how careers are started. i envy those people who know what they want to be in grade 2. it's like, "I WANT TO BE A BUS DRIVER, BEEP BEEP" and they don't have to try much past HS. damn people.
addicted to:
working out, baking cookies, swings, purses, shoes, purple & pink, crocheting, quotes, cute things, domokun
