January 2010
84 posts
wondergirl.
thank you for doing what i couldn’t do. thank you for a great time. thank you for being mine. thank you for the times we had. thank you for realizing for me, and taking action. thank you for seeing something i was trying to avoid.
thank you, we’ll meet again.
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god could be funny.
December 2009
31 posts
@cshi, rvilore, jENNYkim.
paugh- adjective. pronunciation: \ˈpɒ\ or \paw. usually pronounced as a long, drawn out sigh. definition: oppressively ordinary, causing physical exhaustion in the beholder.
as we wait upon the lord.
tsunami was amazing. this is one of the three events i look forward to every year. i saw so many people i haven’t seen in years, i met so many different people, and i fell in love with god again. thanks kbc for a great three days.
“i love how the first thing you and lydia did after you woke up was go to the window.”
i ♥ awkward poses. they be my people!
A2+3CREW!
890...
13825.) I like to listen to Regina Spektor while...
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thanks for the summary on my life.
hey paul!
me: hey paul!
stranger: uh...
me: nevermind. you look like a guy i know.
-later-
diane: vanesssa! i knew that guy!
me: what guy?
diane: paul...
me: who was it?
diane: this guy named vince.
me: vince chen?
diane: yah, vince emobunny chen.
me: wtf?
diane: yah, we used to tease him hella. -.-
-5 min ago-
vince: hey paul, know me now? i thought it'd be weirder if i said hi to you at boreal when you didn't know me :O
reeeeeeno!
in approximately t minus 10 hours, counting korean time. i should be packing, but its christmas eve, i need to absorb/soak in the moment. this is one of the first christmases as a forreal family. with grandparents and all! yeeahbuddy! any-the-who, turns out, im not gonna sleep over at dianes. lazy@$$ korean parents <3!
all the same, im very excited for the car ride, although d.k. will be...
this is the creepiest thing ever. →
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LOLLLLLLLLLLOLLOOLLOLLL!
jane, you find the weirdest things, thanks for showing me.
I JUST F#CKING WASTED 5 MIN OF MY LIFE, SCROLLING.
D:< jk, please don’t hurt me!
13601.) I really love you Vanessa, I always will
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is it bad that i actually imagined someone writing that, expecting me to see it? cause i did imagine. and it made me smile, and my heart all warm and fuzzy inside.
princess castle card!
its been like, two years since i made that card. lol.
but it was pretty damn epic and big and cooooool!
besides the point, happy mother-truckin’ birthday, rebecca chung!
im glad your my sister, and im thankful that we had so many memories together!
im liking this whole bold and italics thing. hahaha.
any-the-who. from oncay family to core, we’ve had our share of fun times.
but...
off to reno!
cynthiaakim:
daciaorg:
michaelfool:
maybe i’ll bring souvenirs back, who wants some?
wait woah dude im there too…what hotel are you staying at? atlantis?
LOL im going there tooooooo! haha
ME TOO<3
13566.) I'm not a good person. But god do I wish I...
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im starting with the man in the mirror!
so much better.
you have it so much better off than you think you have it.
yet you take it for granted and don’t give a sh1t about it.
sorry, but i think that’s pathetic.
any-the-who,
we had a family gathering at our housizzers today! its been a while since we had one of those. baby andrew’s four now, and he got so big. eunice and i got along, for once. and there were no arguing/fighting....
no one else will do.
damn. i don’t wanna deal with this anymore. its hard being optimistic sometimes. its hard, when you don’t know whats right and wrong. its hard when it seems like you have no one there for you. its hard when you do have people, but they just don’t understand. it’s just the label, just the name. and the curiosity that keeps you here. the funny thing is, i try to relate, i try...
today, i found saw my grades w/ finals. and they suck. and every hour or so, when i think about them, my mood goes down. and i get sad. and mad and frustrated and po’d. the sad thing is, i’m gonna be the same next semester, cause obviously, if i show any signs of progress, in anything, someone/something decides that it would be funny to fuck up my life. this is my first semester in...
13424.) Being unique is a negative, sometimes.
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‘cause no one understands.
its crazy...
…how two people can be so alike in such bad ways. does that make sense/work out? i guess it does, in a way, cause they can go off and be mother-trucking best friends. i don’t even know why its bothering me and pissing me off, i don’t even know them.
amen.
thiefingdude:
no one will listen
no one will care
no one loves
no one is there
no one even bothers
no one gives chances anymore
do you know what it feels to be a burden for everyone?
do you know what it feels when people just come to you for their benefit?
do you know what it feels to be neglected?
do you know what it feels when you talk but no one seem to care?
do you know what it...
way to make it so much worse.
i hate math. i hate tests. i hate geometry enriched. i hate how mr. williams treats me. i hate how people assume they know sh1t. i hate being alone. i hate confrontation. i hate being left out. i hate how i can’t get what i want. i hate how it doesn’t work out. i hate not knowing. i hate the “future.” i hate finishing. i hate starting.
i hate hating.
i dont even know anymore.
i am:
- fucked effed.
- stressed.
- mad.
- sad.
- confused.
- lonely.
- lost.
- scared.
- busy.
- nervous.
- without direction.
- distracted.
will you save me?
i need these. no joke. →
i learn a lot of things while playing bejeweled.
sometimes life’s a jerk. and it just trips you out. you wanna give up, you wanna quit. but giving up just makes it worse. admitting defeat is hurting yourself more. when life throws those curveballs at you, you just have to brush it off, and keep on going. there will always be the people who hold you back, the people who judge, and the people who just don’t understand. as much as you...
“its hard to break old habits.”
the prettiest people do the ugliest things.
my heart hurts.
no need to say goodbye.
i need a vacation. there’s way too many things i need to get off my mind. amen’s sleeping on my lap right now, he’s so warm. he’s so strange. loud and crazy, just like me. -.- we can be best friends. but he’s too loud. we’re prolly gonna fight too much. and then break my heart when he goes to my brother. does this seem like a metaphor? maybe.
there are too many...